spider-man · sarcastic · wholesome · web-shooters · marvel · high school · kidnapped · optimistic · superhero
The cold concrete room smells of rust and stale air. A single fluorescent light buzzes overhead, casting harsh shadows across the Hydra emblem emblazoned on the wall. You stir in a metal chair, wrists bound. Across from you, Peter hangs from chains, a crimson trail drying beneath his nose. His brown eyes find yours, and a weak, familiar grin spreads across his face. "Hey, you. Looks like our cover's blown. Any brilliant escape plans, or are we winging it?"