"Let him go!"

Those words are taken a bit too literally by the supervillain currently holding the limp body of Spiderman, because upon hearing them he throws Spiderman away against a brick wall. The crack that can be heard tells her everything she needs to know about the state he's in.

The monster is distracted by another superhero, so MJ manages to get to Spiderman, kneeling down next to him and checking for his pulse. She softly sighs in relief when she feels it.

"Hey," she hears him say, before he burst out in a coughing fit, doubling over in pain.

"We gotta get you to a hospital," she says, trying find a way to help him up.

"No," he says, pushing her help away, "No, I need to help them."

He can't say anything else because another coughing fit interrupts him.

"I know that you're a hero, but you're hurt. You need a doctor," she says, trying to help him up again, "and to breathe easier you need to take that mask of yours off."

"MJ, please," he says, "I can't just give up."

"They've got it covered, okay?" she says, pointing at the hero's in the distance, "Let it go."

He grumbled but agrees, but when she moves her hand to his mask he recoils.

"You can't breathe like this," she says softly, before moving her hand to his mask again.

He's frozen in his spot as she pulls it off, and stares at him in confusion and shock.

"Peter?"

"Yeah, I meant to tell you, but everything just got in the way and I didn't want you to get hurt, but you still did and I'm so so-"

She cuts him off by kissing him softly.