Request: Can you do a peter parker x reader that they were friends in high school but they got apart somehow and when they’re in college they meet again?
Pairing: Peter Parker X College!Reader
Genre: Fluff, a bit of angst, enemies to lovers.Â
A/N: Hi there! Sorry that I didn’t write this sooner, I just had some of that pain in the ass mind-block. And since I’m always out of ideas, I’m taking in REQUESTS. Just click on the link and send yours! Thanks!!
Also, I didn’t want it to be another series, but I think that I’m turning it into one. I already have to write Breakfast and Runaways, but why not? So enjoy and forgive me for any spelling errors you might find.
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“Can you just stop for a minute?” You roll your eyes with every force in your body, adjusting your glasses on the bridge of your nose.Â
“I’m sorry, I didn’t realize that I can’t vent to my best friend” Clara sat down on her bed and pulled her knees to her chest, her face turning into an annoyed expression while letting out some (audible) puffs of air to let you know how she was feeling.Â
You turned around in your spin-chair and crossed your arms on your chest, licking your lips slowly and trying to put the best of your forced smiles and sighed while closing and opening your eyes in a slow pace.
“I’m just saying that you’ve been talking about this guy for over an hour.” Now your smile was genuine, without any mean muscle in it. “I already know what colors of underwear he has.”
“But you should see his butt in his red boxers—”
“I’m gonna stop you right there.”
Since you’ve got accepted into college, your life turned upside down really quickly; in a blink, you left your old self behind and became a new person — a better one. In high school, you used to be that girl who didn’t have much friends (only two, but that’s a long story you didn’t like to tell) and would be by yourself. Not that you didn’t like people or those high schools cliché, but you just liked to be on your own. You always felt independent.
But college was turning into a new experience, since you’ve decided that you wanted to be around as much people as possible, and started to go on dates, parties and hang out with friends you’ve made along the way — friends who didn’t choose to leave you behind. But what you really liked about college was how the stereotypes were forgotten, since everyone was new to everyone and nobody cared about reputation as much as they cared for their studies.
Clara was your best friend since freshman year, when you got assigned to be her roommate and then, everything flowed quickly, on your own time and the most natural way as possible. She was an Italian girl and she taught you a lot of her culture and other things, but what you loved the most about her, was how she could cook well and make those awesome bruschettas.Â
You loved her, but since she started to date this mysterious guy, she turned into that girl, talking about him non-stop and telling you how “wonderful, dreamy and hot he is.”
“Seriously, (Y/N), haven’t you been in love yet?” She asked you and noticed when your face twitched, not trying to give in your thoughts.
After a long pause and your look falling to your lap, you gave her a side smile and turned around to your open books. “I have. Just didn’t turn out good.”
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