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Halloween. You always dreaded the Halloween season. You loved trick or treating and going to Halloween parties. However, what you heavily disliked was dressing up. As a Filipino woman, you struggled finding the perfect costume for you. All of the costumes you would see from childhood up to now were for characters that were white with white skin and blue eyes. You definitely hated the fact that lack of Filipino representation in American media reflected this. So when Peter asked if you were going to MJ’s party, you declined.
“What? You’re not going?” he asked in surprise and disappointment.
You shook your head, “Yeah. Halloween…isn’t not really my thing. Unless, I can go without dressing up?”
Peter shook his head, “No, you gotta dress up! Y/N, come with me! Please?
“I’m sorry, Peter.” you closed your locker and turned to walk down the hall to class.
Peter followed you, “Hey, what’s goin’ on? There’s something else isn’t there?”
“Please, just let it be, Peter.”
He rushed to stand in front of you, “Y/N, c’mon. What’s this really about?”
You shrugged, “I don’t have a costume.”
“Then we’ll get one.”
You shook your head again, “No, you-you don’t get it.”
You tried to push passed him but he wouldn’t let you, “Then help me understand. I wanna help you, Y/N.”
You sighed and leaned against a set of lockers, “Being me, being a brown girl…there’s not a lot of costumes and characters that I can identify with. But you, you’re white and 98% of costumes out there are catered to White people. It’s not fair. I just-I just wish there were costumes for me, ya know?” you chuckled to yourself, “When I was little, I used to watch this show on the Filipino Channel. It was a show about a Filipino superhero named Darna. She’s like a mashup of Wonder Woman and Shazam. I wanted to be her for Halloween when I was once. But they don’t make costumes for people like us and I couldn’t make it myself.” you cleared your throat, “Anyway, that’s why I don’t really like Halloween all that much.” You pushed off the lockers and continued to head to your class leaving Peter behind.
You didn’t talk to Peter that much the following days. You were busy with school and extracurricular activities. But once in between classes, he came rushing up to you.
“Y/N!” he nearly ran you into a locker, “I have a surprise for you!” he held up a garment bag that was labelled Stark Industries.
“Uuuuhhh what?” You watched as Peter unzipped the bag to reveal to you your very own Darna costume, except it was a little less revealing, “No way! What?! How?! Why?! Peter?!”
He laughed, “I saw how upset you were the other day, so I talked to Mr. Stark about making you a costume.”
“How on Earth did you pay for this?”
He shrugged, “Perks of being an Avenger is free stuff from Mr. Stark. You like it?”
You pulled him by the collar of his shirt, pressing your lips to his, “I love it.” You giggled when you saw his wide eyes and reddening cheeks.
“G-Great. Awesome. So, uh, you’re going to the MJ’s Halloween party now, right?”
“Peter, I would love to go to the party with you.”
Aunt May had dropped you and Peter off at MJ’s house. You walked in hand in hand chuckling to yourself, “I still can’t belief you’re just wearing your Spiderman outfit.”
Peter shrugged, “No one’s really gonna think that I am Spiderman.”
“Hey, Spiderman! Looking good!” another guy dressed as Spiderman gave Peter a high-five.
Peter then looked at you, “See?”
“Oh my God. Are you kidding me?” Ned said as he approached you and Peter, “Peter!”
Your boyfriend just gave a nonchalant shrug, “No one suspects a thing.”
Ned then looked at you, “Sweet costume Y/N! Darna, right?”
You nodded profusely, “Yup! Costume by Stark himself.”
“Badass. Oh! MJ’s in the kitchen if you guys wanna see her.”
Peter gestured to the kitchen a few feet away, “Shall we, Darna?”
You hooked his arm around his, “We shall, Spiderman.”