Summary: A wedding invitation from your best friend is the greatest news you've eve- no... no it wasn't and you were going to change that.
Requested: No
Word Count: 1.5k+
Warning(s)?: Angst, swearing, mutual pining, Friends-Lovers trope, Ex Peter!Reader (further warnings will be added...)
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My Best Friend’s Wedding
''I'm getting married!''
You had no idea how those 3 little words would turn your world on it's axis. 3 such meaningful words yet not directed at you, of course never you. At the surface you were thrilled, ecstatic as you screamed happily into the phone at the news. Depp down, deep down a storm was brewing in the pits of your stomach to the point you were close to puking. You hiccuped to yourself, trying to quench the tornado inside which earned a worried response from him over the line. He had no idea the fear and crushing disappointment you were going through at this very moment, and if you could help it, he would never know.
''Oh Spidey... that's amazing news!'' It wasn't. Another gulp followed by a reoccurring hiccup. That glass of wine you left moments ago to answer the phone was tempting to be consumed in it's entirety, maybe a second bottle would be a nice chaser to the glass. However, as the ramblings of how he met his soon to be wife began, your mind became adrift.
It was an unconventional yet functional friendship between you and Peter. Both having met in high school during a recess break where Flash was pulling a prank on the brown eyed boy. You had moved in from Minnesota the fall just gone, only having made one friend in the short time of arrival, MJ. She quickly busied herself with showing you around, all her favourite spots which quickly became yours too. She was a quiet girl, no not shy, she was more than confident within herself to voice her opinions on matters that she seemed needed her input. A quality you soon grew to admire about her.
During the unfortunate incident during recess, she had left to grab you both some coffee from the local cafe which served the best caramel latte you've experienced in your life, which ultimately left you meeting Peter for the first time, at the hands on his nemesis. Peter's eyes were wide and fearful, mimicking a puppy who had just got told off by their owner for peeing on their bedspread.
''Watch it Peter, wouldn't want to have this pretty girl watch you piss yourself, loser!'' You scoffed internally at the short boy, wanting nothing more than to make his vision blurry but chose not to move. You had a perfect attendance score and no detentions, you weren't about to ruin that now. Once the 'Flash' guy had left followed by tweedle dee and tweedle dum you stepped towards the boy on the ground cautiously.
''Are you okay?'' The boy coughed a couple of times before slowly standing to his feet. He was busy looking down at the grass, adjusting his glasses that sat upon his freckled nose with a huff.
''I'm fine...'' He began to walk away, not once glancing up to meet your gaze. This time you huffed to yourself, watching how he quickly began jogging away before a shimmer in the sunlight caught your eye. You peaked towards the ground to see a glass jaw filled with some kind of... webbing? With measured steps, you slowly bent down to retrieve the object before calling out to the retreating boy.
''Hey, I think you dropped this!'' The boy haltered, slowly turning around to glance at the glass jar in your hands. Your eyes didn't fail to catch the shock evident on his face, though it quickly fled moments later. He paced back towards you, taking the jar softly from your hand and stuffing it into his backpack.
''You know... if you're trying to recreate a spider's web you're going about it the wrong way...'' His ears perked which cause him to finally look you in the eye. He had spent hours perfecting it, how in hell could you know about it? He had assumed you were new as for starters, he had never seen you before and two, no one ever interrupts Flash's midday's show, everyone knew that.
''H-how do you-... webbing? Why would I-i be trying to recreate that?'' First thing you learnt about Peter, he was a terrible liar.
And that dearest was only just the beginning to what would soon grown into an almost 10 year friendship. Going through all of high school together, along with MJ and Ned, graduating then drifting apart for college. You all tried to keep in contact with each other the first few months but soon it turned into yearly catch-ups, something you all swore would never happen. Ned had learnt about Peter's alter ego, soon followed by you then MJ a year later. Ned and MJ had an on again off again relationship all throughout college which drove you and Peter around the twist. One minute you'd all be organising to catch up over thanksgiving break, then they would be on the outs the third time that year, both claiming they couldn't stand to be in the same room as each other. We all knew that was a lie because only a few weeks later, they would be in each other's arms, proclaiming their love and how they were it for each other.
You supposed it was sweet and endearing, having someone for the rest of your life. But you knew better, that it didn't exist. There was no 'the one'. There wasn't someone who was going to be loyal to you forever, father your kids and bring home flowers spontaneously, kissing your cheek as you baked cookies for your children, laughter filling the warm kitchen air. Or going on vacations to Disneyland and watching your children graduate college together as you both were settling into the retirement lifestyle. There was simply here and now, and that was working.
Up until this very moment, this very phone call which happened at approximately 9:46pm on a Monday evening. Just 3 weeks shy of your 27th birthday. You had finished a long hard day editing the final touches on your project before closing your home computer, enjoying the working from home lifestyle due to the pandemic.
''Bunny... you're still there?'' Bunny. You hadn't heard him call you that in years. Given, the last time the both of you spoke was almost a year ago, a lot can change in 12 months apparently, like getting married. Throughout college you two were always the closest, MJ and Ned giving you crap on how you both were secretly dating but wouldn't become public because you didn't believe in the concept of a 'boyfriend' and Peter's alter ego as Spider-man which could place you in danger. Had you tried? Yes, only the once and it was with the very man that was currently warming and shattering your heart over the phone.
Through your third year of college you and Peter had tried dating, seeing if there anything more than a friendship and there was. Unfortunately, it only took a month for that to turn upside down. For lack of words, Peter had confessed he loved you and you grown scared, commitment wasn't something you grew up around, your own parents divorcing before you were 5 and making new families. You'd had soon learnt they both divorced again not too long ago, deciding to move back in with each other to save money so they could travel during their retirement. Every Christmas was awkward, especially the one just past, the first one altogether in over 20 years. You didn't want that, to marry someone you love only for it to be all over within a handful of years. Especially given the detriment it has on the kids involved... you were never placing your kids through that kind of pain.
''Y-yeah I'm here... sorry I just... -sniffle-... I couldn't be more happy for you Peter'' It wasn't a lie. You wanted the world for him, your younger self wanted to be that world but it just wasn't meant to be. Blonde hair and sun kissed skin flowed through your mind, knowing that was Peter's type not long after your breakup.
''You have no idea how much that means to me... I'm sorry it's been so long since our last call'' The sincerity flowed right through you.
''It's okay, we've both been pretty busy and given the travel restrictions, couldn't really see each other in person'' Thank god that has eased up so you could travel now, but that only came in place a couple of weeks ago. Peter was on the other side of the country, currently a second hand to the most brilliant scientist on the northern hemisphere. You knew he always wanted to venture out on his own though, incorporate science with his abilities to make something magical. However, life just didn't go that way.
''Well pack your bags, your plane leaves at 7am'' Your eyes widen. Plane?
''W-what? Peter... I have work I can't just... drop everything'' You could, you were always head with your work but still.
''Come on! it's my wedding, you have to be there... I don't know what I would o if you weren't here by my side...'' Wedding? Wait...
''When are you getting married?'' Ignoring the little skip of your heart at his previously whispered words.
A/N: Would you guys like a mini series on this concept? Yes, massively if not, entirely 'My best friend's wedding' film starring the amazing Julia Roberts! I was picturing Peter x reader and wanted to give it a little bit of a 21st century kiss! Let me know below or in my inbox lovelies! xx Until next time xx
When you're feeling alone, when you're sad, scared, lost, when you feel broken please try and remember this.
Your comfort character? Would absolutely adore you. They would think you were amazing, flaws and all. They would sit with you when you cried, they'd help you through every hardship.
They're here sweetheart, they're waiting for you, waiting for you to find the new story of your love, to revisit how you first met. They're so ready to fall in love with you all over again, and they will. Because they adore you. So please take care or yourself sweet one, they'd be so lost without you.
So what will it be tonight, friends to lovers? A/B/O? The one bed trope? Found family? Will you find eachother again after a time apart? Will it be smut or fluff? Love at first sight? Enemies to lovers? It's always exciting to start again isn't it? To rediscover how much you adore them.
I hope tomorrow is easier to live through than today, that you find that fic you're looking for, that safe place to land.
Remember your comfort character believes in you and so do I, the random girl on Tumblr, scrolling along with you, trying to make sure no one feels as alone as when they started. You are loved, matter, you are worth everything.
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Summary: He still remembered the 3rd of December... even if you didn't.
Requested: No, inspired by this song
Word Count: 1.4k
Warning(s)?: Angst, fluff, NWH Spoilers!
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Wish I Was
I still remember the 3rd of December.
''What's happening?'' Peter panicked, climbing up towards Dr Strange as his arms flayed around, trying to control the incoming doom ahead.
''They're starting to come through and I can't stop them''
''There's gotta be something we can do. Can't you just just cast a spell again? Like the original way, before I screwed it up'' Peter asked, his eyes finally flying from side to side assessing the threat emerging in the short distance.
''We're too late for that... they're already here. They're here because of you'' Dr Strange knew he didn't mean it to sound as harsh as it did but it was too late. Peter's eyes flickered from him, to the crack in time and space then down below. Strange's heart broke for the kid once he saw what his gaze was fixed upon. His friends, fellow Spider-mans from other timelines and then you. Peter's eyes locked onto you after making sure the others were safe and out of danger.
His bottom lip trembled when he saw your smile, wrapping your arms around Ned then MJ, enjoying the fact that everything was finally over. If only...
''What if everyone forgot who I was?'' Dr Strange couldn't believe it.
''What?'' Dr Strange exasperated.
''They're coming here because of me, right? Because i'm Peter Parker? So cast a new spell... But this time, make everyone forget who Peter Parker is... Please... make everyone forget...me'' Peter's breath grew ragged, his chest heaving up and down with each new breath. His heart was clenching so tightly inside his chest, the break beginning to crack.
''No'' Strange disagreed.
''But it would work, right?''
''Yeah, it would work. But you gotta understand, that would mean everyone, who knows and loves you, We'd... we'd have no memory of you... it'll be as though you never existed'' He hated the fact that the kid knew what he was talking about. Peter gulped visibly, glancing back down to everyone below, regretting the choice he was making but knew it was for the best. Peter couldn't be selfish with his friends and you, not when it meant everything else would crumble.
Peter sniffled, blinking rapidly to try and remove the unshed tears from his eyes.
''I know... do it'' Peter's eyes remained locked on the group below, a small smile across his face as he watched from above, enjoying the last few moments of everything before... before the whole world would forget.
''Then go and say your goodbyes, we don't have long'' Strange could feel his own heart strings tugging.
''Thank you, sir'' Peter nodded.
''Call me Stephen...'' Dr Strange nodded towards the young male. Peter's eyes glanced up and widen softly.
''Thank you, Stephen'' Strange chuckled a little. Peter left with a small smile as well, webbing down towards the ground towards the group.
''Oh my... thank god you're okay'' You were the first to race towards Peter, arms instantly wrapping around his neck, clutching hime close. You felt the fan of his breath against your neck, slowly beginning to slow your racing heart. You tugged him a little closer, a lone tear leaving your eye before letting him go reluctantly. Ned and MJ were next to give him a squeeze.
''Are you all okay?'' Your heart thumped inside. After everything, Peter was still only concerned about his best friends before himself. The bruises and cuts across your body soon faded away to the back of your mind, of course, before being pointed out by Peter.
''Are you okay?'' Peter directed this at you this time, pulling you in close by your hips, a hand releasing you to trace your cheek gently, thumb gently gracing over the minor cut. You flinched and shook your head, trying yo deny the sparks and warmth from the touch with a smile.
''No. I'm okay'' You responded, your head falling down slightly causing Peter to catch it swiftly, both his hands cupping your cheeks, tilting you up slightly to eye him closely.
''Are you sure?'' His genuine worry for you melted your heart. You lent into his touch and softly smiled at the boyish grin looking down on you. After everything... all you wanted to do was to pull him close and kiss him, showing how much you had cared for him after all this time but... you couldn't. He was your friend and given the last 24 hours, now wasn't the right time.
''I'm fine, I promise'' You uttered, hopefully willing Peter to let you go before you crossed a boundary that should not be crossed. Peter seemed to realise the intimacy of the moment and soon let you go hastily, wiping his hands along his suit leg. It didn't take long though for the mood to change, Peter glancing up towards the sky then back down towards you.
''You... you're going to forget who I am'' Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion, Ned and MJ soon standing by your side to join in on the conversation.
''What?'' Ned was the first to break the silence.
''Peter, what are you talking about?'' MJ asked next, Peter's glancing between his 3 best friends hurriedly.
''It's okay...'' It wasn't... You could see how badly Peter was trying to conceal himself but you saw right through his lies.
''I'm going to come find you, and I'll explain everything'' You has no idea what Peter was talking about, but by the tone, you knew it wasn't good. You took a step forward but Peter took a step back.
''I'll make you remember me, it'll be like none of this ever happened, okay?'' You furiously hook your head. Peter had looked at each one of you, all with a different look. Once his eyes fell on you last, you swore you could feel your heart almost cut into two.
''Peter... what are you talking about?'' Peter's stare soon left yours, avoiding eye contact now. You clutched Peter's sweater tighter around you, remembering when he gave it to you only a few hours ago.
''I can't... I'm running out of time...'' Peter was growing frantic now, tears beginning to spill from his eyes.
''There's nothing we can do... but everything will be okay'' Your lips parted as shallow gasps left, eyes burning with fresh tears.
''Promise?'' Ned spoke up once again, seeming to have the best composure amongst us all.
''Yeah, I promise'' Ned and Peter did their signature handshake, both tearing up a bit more.
''You better... if not I'll just figure it out'' MJ spoke up, hugging Peter once more. You were astonished at how quickly your friends have caved.
''No, this is not okay, Peter...'' MJ and Ned took a step back from you both. Your hands finally left your sides to push Peter backwards, giving you both some distance from the other two. Peter knew saying goodbye to you was going to be the hardest.
''How could you... how could you expect to say goodbye and not see that... that we wouldn't fight for you'' Tears were streaming down your cheeks now rapidly. Peter tentatively stroked your cheek once again.
''I knew you would... Which is why-''
''I love you'' Peter's whole world stopped the moment those words left your mouth. You haven't anticipated the words to leave but once they have, there was no taking them back. But you knew deep down you meant it.
Peter had a plan, he was going to leave everyone and everything the way it was and wasn't going to change anything, not until he came back to make all his friends remember him. But... screw that.
Peter swooped down to swiftly connect his lips to yours, his arms wrapping around your waist tightly, pulling you closer as he deepened the kiss with his tongue. He tried to memorise the taste of you and the feel of your mouth against his within the seconds the kiss lasted before pulling away. Everything inside was screaming at him to tell you the same, how he felt but his mouth wouldn't move. Instead, he stepped away slowly, feeling his whole world begin to crack as he did, looking between his 3 best friends, Ned, the best guy friend he could ever have, his guy in the chair since the beginning. Mj, the girl who called him out on his bullshit each and every time and was sometimes too smart for her own good and finally, you, his best friend since- no, the girl he fell madly in love with freshman year, before he was spider-man and before he became responsible for everything bigger than himself.
He would find you all again, he was sure of it. Even if it killed him.
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Summary: ^^^
Requested: Yes, thanks for this steamy request anon x
Word Count: 485 (lil blurby thing)
Warning(s)?: F!Reader, SMUTTY SMUT SMUT, oral f!receiving, MINORS DNI!, web bondage, dirty talk a lil.
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''Peter I can't... please'' You were a moaning mess, squeezing your legs so tightly together just to try to create some sort of friction. He was currently standing in front of you, teasing you with his mouth and hands but never touching you where you needed him to.
''Stop teasing me...'' You rolled your head back and let out another moan once you felt his mouth lightly nibble on your nub, rolling it between his teeth gently and swiping his tongue over so quickly you swore it didn't happen.
''Shush baby... in time you'll have your sweet...'' He crawls back up your body and kisses your lips, briefly swiping his tongue against yours.
''Release'' His voice was hoarse and dripping with lust that you squirmed yet again beneath his wrists, you had managed to successfully free one hand which surprised Peter.
''You really are needy tonight baby girl...'' You felt his hand grip your wrist again but this time, you also felt something else. confusion spread before your eyes slightly widened in surprise. Peter had used his web shooter to web your wrist against the wall, halting your movements completely.
''Pete, that's not fair'' You tried tugging your wrist free but failed. Instead, Peter smirked at you and quickly webbed your following wrist, now being able to control you in any way he wanted. He already had you begging for him for the past 15 minutes, he knew you couldn't last much longer so he finally caved.
''You've been such a good girl, I think you deserve your reward now'' And with that he had finally sunk to his knees and began kissing up your inner thigh, his tongue darting out causing you to shiver. Your eyes glanced down and a new wave of pleasure coursed through you once your eyes made contact with his hungrily.
You couldn't hold your eyes open as he finally placed his mouth onto you, wasting no time in swiping his tongue between your wet folds causing you to gasp and pant. You tried wrapping your legs around him but he used his hands to pin them against the wall, leaving you completely trapped.
He devoured you with no remorse and you couldn't stop the whimpers and cries of his name falling from your mouth. You could feel yourself beginning to go over the edge and you desperately needed to hold him against you, to grind against his face but you were completely helpless, in his control and he had the power to bring you to the brink or to take it away.
He brought you to the brink and over, using his tongue to draw out the orgasm for as long as possible, loving the sounds you were making and the pants after crying out his name till your throat was left raw. Peter had found his new favourite way of eating you out and he couldn't wait to do it again and again in the future.
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Summary: Was it cliche to have feelings for your neighbour?
Requested: No
Word Count: 4.9k
Warning(s)?: F!Reader, fluff, a little angst, SMUTTY SMUT SMUT, unprotected sex, MINORS DNI!, friends-to-lovers!, A little swearing I think (maybe), not proof read sorry
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Hi Neighbour
Peter had made his way like usual, over to the post box at the front of the units, grab his mail and any advertisements for both you and himself before going out to get his morning coffee before heading onto campus. He'd move in only a few months ago, deciding to do what his Aunt had wanted for him, and secretly he did as well but was worried he couldn't balance College life and his... other life.
Every morning, he'd meet you at the door to the class you both shared, then went your seperate ways after as you were an english Major and he wasn't. If he was honest, he only took this elective because you were there, he did look for others but once he saw you at the stand, going though the pamphlets those months ago, suddenly every other elective seemed boring.
It didn't take long for feelings to develop, even after making a promise to himself that he wasn't going to date in college, especially seeing as he didn't have time for a relationship, studying and working was tiring him out enough.
You, however, took a little to warm up to him. You noticed his absence quite a bit, it wasn't till you both shared an assignment together that you really began to get to know him. He was the smart, shy yet sometimes cheeky young adult that you were growing to admire everyday. It only started around a month ago, where you could feel your stomach drop when you couldn't see his presence in class or the block of units you both lived in. Your smile would fade when he would hurriedly leave you mid conversation, not really giving any explanation. At first, you thought he had met someone and you were happy for him, of course you were. Maybe.
Was it selfish to want some more time with him? For him to hang out more and maybe even go to the movies- wait, you stopped yourself and mentally slapped your forehead. You were sounding like a jealous girlfriend!
''Hey y/n! Thought I'd missed you'' Peter's voice snapped you away from your thoughts. The smile crept across your lips as you spun around and beamed up at him, despite the sun blurring half your vision. Peter beamed back and reached his hand out to you to hand you your favourite beverage from the little cafe across campus, he had it memorised by now and you would be lying if your heart didn't flutter each time.
''Oh, they had those cute little muffins as well, they weren't sold out today'' You wanted to squeal as he also handed you your favourite muffin. The cafe was very popular for their muffins and if you didn't get their pretty much when the store opened, it was hard to get your hands on the crumby goodness.
''Oh my god, I love you'' You took a mouthful and moaned at the warmth delicious taste enter your mouth. You probably looked absolutely ridiculous but Peter just laughed, finding it very adorable how obsessed you were over them.
Peter stared at the corner of your mouth which cause you to gulp, growing nervous as more and more people began walking into the classroom as you both just stood outside. you shyly laughed and ducked your head away from him.
''Sorry, not very lady like'' You apologised and hurriedly wiped at your mouth and your cheeks, wanting to get any crumbs or evidence of muffin on your face. How embarrassing!
''You don't need to apologise, wait... you've still got a-''
''Hey neighbour!'' Peter was cut off by a new voice, Kevin's. Kevin was your next door neighbour and a friend of yours, however Peter didn't like him very much for reasons you weren't sure of. Peter visibly shrunk away a little, glancing away from you now.
''Hey Kev'' You smiled at him, wrapping your arms around his shoulders as he lent down for a hug in greeting. He was a touchy guy but it was only ever friendly so you didn't mind, besides he did give really nice hugs. He pulled away slowly and didn't attempt to stay back, slightly intruding in your personal space. He turned to Peter and nodded his head in greeting, giving him a look without you realising before slowly stepping away and into the classroom.
''I'll save you a seat'' Kevin said before walking away. You nodded your head and turned back to Peter, wondering what he was going to say before that encounter.
''We should get inside'' Peter said and walked right past you before you could even open your mouth. It wasn't the first time he's acted like this, even after asking he'd give you a very vague response so you stopped. Maybe he was just as nervous about the midterm like you were.
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Your warm apartment greeted you once you entered, unfortunately you didn't get home till 8 as your manager had ask you to stay back a couple of hours to cover someone's shift at the bookstore. You tossed your keys into the bowl and shrugged off your jacket as you walked over to the fridge and reached for a bottle of wine. You decided to quickly take a shower and jump into your pj's before pouring the glass of wine and popping a quick meal into the microwave. Microwave dinners were popular when you had late shifts as you were usually too drained to be bothered to cook an actual meal.
Once you found yourself in your tiny living room, you had turned on the tv for some background noise as you began going over the material for the next upcoming assignment. You sipped at the red wine from time to time and got halfway through the glass before the doorbell rang, disturbing your peace. You eyes darted to the clock to see it was almost quarter to 9.
''Coming!'' You called out as it rang again shortly after. You hurriedly rose up and rushed over, fixing your wet hair to the side and adjusted the pyjama shorts so they were respectfully covering your ass again.
''I think you forgot to turn your tv down... again'' Kevin joked as you opened the door, surprising you slightly as he was only wearing sweats and was shirtless. You've seen him like that plenty of times and yes, he was attractive but to you... there wasn't anything there. So you met his eyes and smiled sheepishly.
''I know, I keep forgetting how thin these walls are'' You replied, leaning against your front door. His eyes followed your movements and he didn't bother hiding the fact that his eyes trailed down to your legs and back up to you. Your arms crossed over your chest, concealing yourself a little as you felt nervous underneath the gaze. Your eyes darted over to the door across the hall, the one belonging to no other than Peter Parker. You could see from the window that all the lights were off, meaning he wasn't home yet. He usually stayed out late and your thoughts grew more and more, maybe he really was seeing someone....
''Earth to Y/N, how does that sound?'' Your eyes snapped back to Kevins's. Shit, you totally spaced again, you really had to stop doing that it was rude.
''I'm sorry Kevin, long day and long shift so I'm beat, what did you say again?'' You could have sworn you saw him grow slightly nervous but his normal confident grin was back within seconds. He stuffed his hands in his pocket and nodded his head towards your living room.
''I said can I come in, I'm actually a little stuck on the assignment myself and wanted to pick your smart brain for help'' He lent against the door now as well, growing slightly closer towards you.
''You really should be asking Peter for help, He's the smart one'' You hand pointed over towards his empty apartment. Kevin's eyes trailed along then quickly landed back on you.
''No offence to Peter but... he's nowhere near as brilliant as you are'' You nodded your head in response, growing shy. It was always uncomfortable when Kevin made those comments but you knew he did it because he knows how shy you are and wants to bring you out of your shell. He means well.
''You're such a liar Kevin, but yeah, come on in and I'll help for a little, if I can'' You tried laughing awkwardly and Kevin beamed, stepping past you and into your apartment. He had been over plenty of times but for some reason this was... different. Just before you closed the door your eyes darted over towards the empty unit, though you saw a hooded figure walk over to the door and pull out a set of keys.
''Is everything alright, Peter?'' You called out, sensing something was off. Why would he be wearing a hoodie when it was humid out, was he getting sick?
Peter's eyes snapped to your direction and his lips parted. He saw your mesmerising eyes first and those full lips that looked so kissable. Then his eyes trailed down slightly but he quickly averted them, not wanting you to catch his longing stare.
''Uhh yeah... just had a bit of car trouble that's all'' Your eyes crinkled in confusion, his car had been at the shop for 2 days and you hadn't seen him with it since.
''Oh okay... well... I may watch a movie later so... if you're not too busy or tired you can laugh and throw popcorn at the screen with me?'' You wanted to slap yourself yet again for how awkward and hopeful you sounded. Peter laughed and you could see him shake his head, though it seemed as if it was more to himself rather than you.
''I'll think about it, I-'' Peter's words fell short as his eyes darted into your apartment, spotting the familiar set of blonde locks standing now behind you, completely shirtless. He could feel jealous begin to churn in his stomach. He had successfully unlocked the door and slightly open it while talking with you absentmindedly so his hand clutched the door so hard that he could feel the wooden splinters dig into his palm. His face turned to stone as he glared over at Kevin he just looked smugly back at him in triumph.
Peter knew Kevin liked you, so much so that he even threatened Peter to keep his distance as you were going to be his and shouldn't have been even communicating with a nobody like himself. He was a bully and he should have stood up for himself but... when he saw how happy you were to have him in your life what could he do about it? Especially seeing as he was only ever doting and sweet on you.
Peter's mind were conjuring numerous scenarios, all very inappropriate and hurtful that he dropped his gaze from yours and Kevin's. Of course, he should have expected this, it was just a matter of time before Kevin made his move and you'd swoon at his feet.
He was an idiot.
''I'll poor us some more wine and we can get back to it'' Kevin said a little loudly to you, glancing over at Peter before walking into your kitchen leaving you slightly confused. Your eyes followed Kevin before turning to Peter once more across the hall. You smiled shyly and shrugged, moving bits of wet strands of hair away from your eyes.
''Y-yeah, you should go back, d-d-on't want to keep you'' Peter stuttered out, feeling his heart beat faster and faster that it began to hurt. Was this what experience a heartache felt like? The feeling of it speeding up so fast that it was going to just stop and plummet at any second and with it dragging every ounce of happiness.
''You're never keeping me, Peter'' You lent your head back, letting the strands of hair fall in front of your face as you smiled with a blush. Peter could feel his heart pick up again but this time for a completely different reason. He was close to walking right over, finally wrapping his arms around you and placing a gentle, sweet kiss to those lips he has dreamt about for months.
''You should get back to Kevin'' Peter was good at that, crushing his own self-esteem and any chance he could ever have with possibly dating you. He inwardly cursed to himself for being like this. You lent your head off the door and sighed in defeat.
''Okay, say hi to the mystery girl for me'' You smiled, despite your heart breaking inside as you closed the door after yourself. Peter eyes furrowed in confusion, he glanced around at either side of him before he stepped into his own apartment, closing the door behind him.
Peter wasn't sure how long he had spent in his kitchen, drinking the same cup of water as he stared out the window over to your flat. No, he wasn't a stalker or a pervert he was just... looking out for you. Peter cringed to himself, even though your curtains had been drawn and only light could be seen from inside.
This was none of his business who you were with, he needed to get over it. But he couldn't shake what you had said to him... 'say hi to the mystery girl for me?' Who in the hell could you be referring to? His Aunt? Though there was nothing mysterious about her and with the way you said it, it almost sounded as if you were hinting at something else altogether.
His eyes widened as his brain clicked. You thought he was seeing someone, or at least actively going out and with that he he fisted his hands and bought them to his face. He stopped his mid panic once he heard your door across the hallway. Spidy senses.
''Kevin you basically knew all the answers, it's late, I'll see you tomorrow'' Peter heard your voice. He went to his door and began to pace, his fist over his mouth as he had an inner debate with himself.
''I know, maybe I just wanted to spend some time with you'' Peter rolled his eyes at Kevin's advances. Please make him go away... please make him go away...
''Have you noticed anything strange with Peter lately?'' Peter could hear your hushed voice, and he instinctively listened in closer.
''Yeah who hasn't? look... he's a little... you know'' Peter rolled his eyes yet again.
''Peter seems distant, more then usual... l... I don't know what to do'' He hated how dejected you sounded. He wanted to go over there and tell you everything, he has wanted to a million times before but he could never go through with it. He couldn't risk placing you in danger.
''You wanna know what I think?'' Peter could hear the shuffling of feet and he was close to ripping his door open, tearing it from it's hinges.
''I think you're way too good for him, I think... he clutches onto you when you deserve better.. I hate to say this but he's dragging you down... Look, let's not talk about this, you and me, I'll take you to a nice dinner and a movie and I'll help you with Peter'' That was it, Peter was absolutely boiling with anger at this moment. He swung the door open so harshly that the bang against the wall cause you to jump in fright. Your eyes glanced over to Peter and you could see how red his face looked. He was visibly pissed off.
''Peter, are you okay?'' You asked, eyes glossing over with worry for him as he just glared at Kevin. He couldn't have possibly heard that... did he?
''Kevin, I think you should go'' You mumbled quietly to Kevin, feeling guilty. You didn't agree with Kevin, not one bit and you were about to speak up but by the look on Peter's face, it was too late.
''Y/N, I don't care that he heard, you agree with me... he-'' You abruptly cut Kevin off.
''Kevin, stop. Please, I'll see you tomorrow'' Kevin didn't push anymore, he sighed and clicked his tongue, giving one last look over to Peter before making his way back to his apartment next door. His eyes lingered on yours before he closed the door.
You were about to start speaking but you saw movement out of the corner of your eye. You saw Peter walk his way around the balcony and over to you, as the gardens in the middle were in the way.
''Peter.... I-''
''Inside'' It wasn't rude but Peter just walked around you and inside your apartment, waiting for you to follow. You couldn't control the shaking of your hands, and the beads of sweat forming across your forehead.
''He was out of line Peter, Kevin can be... Kevin and I want you to know that-''
''I don't care about that... I do but... is that what you think?'' You sighed, glancing over towards him. The raw hurt and vulnerability stood out on his face and you wanted to so badly to make it go away. your feet brought you closer to him without even realising, the front door closing softly behind you.
''No, of course not Peter, never. I... look you're my best friend and... Yeah sometimes I worry about you, you're out a lot, get back really late sometimes and even when I see you the next day you have fresh bruises. What's going on Peter? I'm worried'' You crossed your arms over your chest as you looked at him with worry.
''I wish I could tell you but... I can't, I'm sorry'' He shrugged his shoulder as he stuffed his hands into his pockets, his hoodie falling slighter lower at this gesture. You hadn't meant to admire him at this moment but you did, he was absolutely handsome and you wanted him to be more, much more than your friend.
''It's okay... I just... want you to know that I'm here for you'' Your voice dropped to a mere whisper as you found yourself closer to Peter, only mere inches now. Peter glanced down and into your eyes, though they occasionally drifted from your lips and back into your eyes.
''Okay...'' Peter muttered, sniffling slightly as he took a step back and slowly began removing his hoodie completely from his body. A small gasp left your body as you spotted bruises over his... wait. Your eyes widened once you saw the familiar red and blue suit. You've seen that all over town... Peter Parker was... no.
''Oh my god... Peter'' Peter didn't want to see the disappointment in your eyes so he looked away, anywhere but you.
''You need to take it off... those wound are going to get infected if I don't clean them'' You knew this was huge for Peter, to share that with you and you were almost left speechless. He wouldn't look at you and all you decided to do was focus on his wounds, questions could wait.
''W-what?'' Peter stumbled in shock. You looked at him as he finally glanced back at you as you nodded your head, signalling him to remove the clothing.
''I-I... I only have... my umm...''
''Oh, wait, I think I still have the shirt and track pants you left from when you crashed, hang on, I'll be back'' You knew exactly where they were, you wore his shirt to beds. Only because it was comfortable you told yourself, definitely not because it was the closest you would probably ever get to him.
Once you came back you handed the clothes to him and he left for the bathroom. You took the time to inwardly scream. Peter was fricking Spider-man! What in the...
''Look... seriously... you don't have to, all I need is to sleep it off or something'' You shook your head and grabbed your first aid kit from under the sink in the kitchen. You decided to grab another glass and pour some wine out for Peter before you started dabbing at his wounds with a cloth an alcohol. He hissed here and there and took sips of his drink but left his eyes firmly on you as you carefully tended to him. It only took a few minutes and by the time you were done, Peter had finished his glass of wine.
''Are you and Kevin... you know'' Peter found himself asking when you were packing up the kit. You poured yourself another glass of wine and walked back over with a confused look on your face.
''Me and Kevin, what... no! Why would you think that?'' You scoffed halfheartedly.
''I see the way he looks at you... it's obvious what he wants'' Peter said softly, looking at you then back to the ground. You sighed and walked over towards him and stood in front once again, placing your glass onto the coffee table.
''Kevin's just a friend... he's... I don't like him like that... I don't because I'm in love with someone else...'' You hadn't meant to let the last part slip but you did.
''Really?'' Peter hated that the hope slipped through his tone. He was over the moon to hear that it wasn't Kevin but slightly afraid it was someone else, some other than him. The soft noise of the tv in the background was the only thing that could be heard, though it had be turned down due to earlier evening events.
Peter rose to his feet and stood closer to you, bringing his hand up to caress your cheek, moving a few strands of hair. Your breathing slowly began to go faster, lips becoming dry as Peter bent down to your level, slowly connecting his mouth to yours. It was soft and sweet, but soon his taste was flooding your senses and you were hooked. Your arms snaked around his shoulder to pull him closer as he wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you closer. His mouth opened against yours, his tongue exploring yours as you both begin to pant with need.
''Peter... I need you'' That was all he needed to hear to grab your hips to lift you up, pressing you now into the wall as he pinned you by his waist, using his hands now to trail over your body. His touch left a flame in it's path, igniting the pit deep down inside to begin to awake with desire. How could his touch drive you this crazy?
''Please... tell me exactly what you want...'' His voice had came out hoarse, dripping with lust as you began to grind down on him, feeling his mouth trail down from your lips to your chin, neck and over to the very top of your breasts.
''Y-you... just you'' Peter soon captured your lips with his once more, your heavy breaths mingling together. Peter held onto you tightly as he pulled you both away from the wall and began walking over towards you bedroom which was ajoined to the living room, a curtain creating the only barrier. He sat down on the end of your bed and pulled you down on top of him, hands still on your hips as you continued to grind down on his growing length. You had released a moan into his mouth at the contact.
Your hands were trying to touch him in anyway you could, wanting to explore as much of him as you and engrave his skin into your memory. You both had successfully rolled over so that you were now underneath, he made sure to prop himself up as he began to slow down the kissing, drawing out the kissed and slowing the movement with his tongue enticing yet another moan. He was teasing you and god you were enjoying every second of it.
You did, however, give out a little whine of want when Peter left your lips and trailed down your body, kissing the top of your breasts once again and letting his fingers slowly unbutton the silky material, showing you bare now to him. You hadn't popped on a bra after your shower, you've worn that horrible underwire all day and just wanted to let them free for the evening.
''You're so beautiful... all for me...'' Peter whispered, making his way down to each, peppering them with soft kisses and little, gentle licks over the nubs causing you to buck them into his mouth at the new sensation. Your head rolled back into your pillow as his mouth now engulfed them completely, taking his time with each one. You could feel the throb in your core grow more and more.
''Please... Peter...'' Peter pulled away momentarily, staring up at you as he peppered soft kisses over your exposed stomach, his hand gripping your thighs, his thumb right near your entrance causing you to gasp softly.
''If I'm doing this I need you to tell me exactly what you want...'' He moved lower down, pulling away from you to lift your hips to take off your bottoms, soon followed by his own shirt. You sat up hastily and gripped his face gently between your hands, biting your bottom lip as your eyes fell from his eyes to his lips, back and forth.
''I...'' Your mouth kissed his lips softly.
''Want...'' Another kiss but this time to the corner of his mouth. You could feel him shaking slightly in your hands which only spurred you on.
''To show you...'' This time his cheek received a lingering kiss.
''How much I love you'' You pulled away shyly, not knowing how Peter was going to react. You weren't expecting him to look back at you as if he had just struck the lottery. He sheepishly shook his head and quickly attached his lips to yours once more, crawling up again to cup your face to deepen the kiss. You could feel him nod his head against you during the kiss, his hands dropped from your face back down onto your hips, guiding you to lay back down. Peter kept his lips on yours, slowly kissing you as he made quick work in removing the remaining clothes barrier between you two. He rubbed his length against your core gently, moans filling the air from you both at the contact. He rocked himself against you a few times, feeling your wetness and heat seep onto him making him even harder if that was possible.
With one more kiss he aligned himself with your entrance and slowly entered, gasping as you whimpered, slowly filling you completely. You kept your eyes open and looked at him as he did the same, looking down at you with awe as he slowly began rocking his hips against yours. It was all too much, the teasing, the build up, you weren't sure how long you were going to last.
Peter watched as your head lulled back as he picked up his pace, finding the rhythm that made you both want to cry out each others names.
''Not too loud baby... these are thin walls'' Fuck the thin walls. You moaned louder as Peter picked up his pace again, hitting just the right spot inside of you making you see stars. Peter didn't even attempt to quieten you as he just continued and went even faster, causing him to shake as he lowered his body against yours.
''Open your eyes, you are going to look at me as you finish around my cock okay baby? Open your eyes'' You did as he asked and opened your eyes, feeling the knot in your stomach winding so tight, ready to snap at any moment. Once your eyes met his you were sure were done for. Peter lowered his head closer to your and gave you one last kiss, and with the swipe of his tongue you came undone, moaning his name so loudly that you knew you were going to wake in the morning with noise complaints from the neighbours.
Peter pulled away and watched as you came for him, causing him to as well, chasing his own high as he spilled his seed inside you, slowing down his pace for you both to ride it out together. All that could be heard after a few moments was the heavy pants from you both. Peter dropped his forehead to yours and softly kissed you, feeling you tremble within his grasp.
He slowly pulled away from you and sat you both up, pulling you onto his lap as he softly stroke your hair and your lower back, loving the way your skin felt underneath his fingertips, the slight tremor that was left over from the orgasm and the rise and fall of your chest against his as you were still catching your breath along with him. You rested your forehead against his and wrapped your arms around him, feeling impossibly close to him that you didn't want to let him go, not just yet.
''Did you really mean what you said before?'' Peter found himself asking, even though he heard you at the time and his heart was wanting to burst with joy, he had to make sure that it wasn't just in the moment. God knows he loved you, so much, and even if you only liked him, he could work with that and hopefully it could lead to lo-
''Yes... I love you Peter... I have for a while and I should have told you sooner'' Peter beamed at you and brought a hand up to caress your cheek, putting back a few strands of sweaty hair and connected his lips softly on yours, his eyes crinkling as he tried to portray as much love he had for you through the sweet kiss.
''Be my girlfriend, this is such a lame way of asking b-''
''Yes, god yes!'' You cheered and kissed him once more.
A/N: Not going to lie I need ideas for fics! please feel free to inbox ideas! the more detailed the better! Hope you all enjoyed this piece! Much love xx
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Summary: You noticed a strange plant in Peter's room...
Requested: No (This can go for any of the three P.P’s)
Word Count: 3.9k
Warning(s)?: F!Reader, vouyerism, slight masturbation, SMUTTTY SMUTTT, unprotected sex (wrap before ya tap), oral (f recieving), Sucking?? (You'll see), fluff near the end, MINORS DNI! (Both Peter and Reader are 18).
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Soft sounds from the radio drifted through the air, the song reflection by the neighbourhood creating a perfect background melody as both you and Peter got stuck into your chemistry homework. Peter was currently sitting at his desk while you were lying down on his bed on your stomach, your legs bent in the air and your face resting on your open palms. Peter founds himself from time to time glancing over to you, only to check where you were currently at but his eyes always fell to the curve of your waist, your ass that was being hugged nicely by the cute shorts with flowers on them.
3 times he's caught himself doing it now, he knew he always had a crush on you and it didn't help that you had turned him into an ass-man with that beautiful behind of yours. It was perfectly shaped on you and it drove him crazy, the things he could do...
''Hey Pete, what do you have for number 4?'' You called out, your eyes fluttering over towards him, meeting his gaze soon after.
''Umm... not sure yet... I'm still working out a few things'' He responded. In honesty he has finished the question, he's been spending the past 4 minutes thinking about you, making him grow slightly aroused. He willed himself to calm down a little, thinking of anything else but you so his lower region wouldn't begin straining against his sweats.
You huffed and let yours eyes fall around your friend's room. You had known him for only a short while, being transferred from overseas and him being the first friend you made here. But, of course, as soon you as did get to know him your grew to like him a little more than friends.
Your eyes stopped on the pink plant in the corner of the room, under a protective glass that looked sealed shut. How could a flower still be alive with receiving practically no oxygen?
You found yourself rolling off the bed and walking over to the bed, your eyes widening once you noticed how beautiful it really was up close. Peter's eyes trailed after you once he heard his bed creak with movement, they slightly widened once he saw you standing in front of the plant. The flashbacks that ran through his mind was enough for him to jump up quickly and snatch an arm around your waist, pulling you away softly.
''I was just looking at it, It's probably under the glass because it has thorns that could cut your skin right?'' You tried to reason, though still finding it weird why it was in his bedroom and not in the garden. You had never seen this type of plant before and you wanted to take a picture of it, or maybe even grab sapling, it was so beautiful you'd love to have one in your own bedroom.
Peter noticed the intense look you had while staring at the plant, knowing it was beginning to effect you. All Peter know after finding it was that this was the first step, then came the urge to touch and once you did... he shook his head, there was no way he was going to let you go through that the same way he did. it cause him physical agony for days, he couldn't even go to school because his whole body felt like it was on fire and nothing could put it out.
He knew it cause extreme arousal so he kept the plant once he recovered, keeping it locked away expecting it to die but it didn't. So he decided to conduct some research on the plant and so far all he conclude was... it definitely wasn't any other plant in the world.
''Promise me, even if your tempted, you won't touch it okay?'' Peter asks, his words trembling slightly near the end. You were growing more and more confused but nodded your head absentmindedly, just realising his hand was still on your waist holding you back.
''You can let me go now, Pete'' He blushed and muttered apologies to you, hastily letting you go as you walked back over to the bed to continue studying. There was no way you were leaving here without a piece of it, it was too beautiful and you wanted to add it to your bedroom and possibly even your home garden.
''Peter!'' Aunt May's voice echoed from the hallway. You could hear Peter sigh in annoyance but he quickly covered it up once the door was swung open.
''Could you please take out the trash, Ben is working late tonight and I need to make a quick stop at the shops for dinner tonight'' Peter just nodded and moved to go follow his Aunt out the door. Of course, before she left, she made sure to ask if you wanted anything to eat or drink, just like she did when you first arrived and you politely declined, offering yourself if she needed any assistance with anything. she smiled and shook her head, offering you to stay for dinner before closing the door to the bedroom.
A few moments had passed and your thoughts kept going back to the mysterious plant. So you closed your homework up, only having one more question to go before getting up off the bed once more, making your way over towards it. Something inside was drawing you closer and closer and you had decide to carefully slide off the glass, placing it beside.
The intoxicating smell was the first thing you noticed. It wasn't a plant smell though... it was the smell of rain and cinnamon and you happened to know that was your friend's favourite cologne and natural musk mixed together. What the...?
Your hand reached forward to touch the pretty flower, not even noticing the powder that seemed to be coating the petal in the same colour. With a jolt, you quickly sprung your hand back and played with the powder between your fingertips, enjoying the powder feel before it seemed to disappear. Strange...
You shrugged it off and quickly placed the glass back over and attempted to seal it shut but you couldn't quite get the clasp. It was only a moment later when you felt a strange warmth beginning to course through your body, leaving slight tingles in it's path.
Great, you were getting sick from this plant, maybe that's why Peter had it behind glass, because it makes you allergic to it's petals and powder.... maybe you didn't want one after all.
You sat back down on Peter's bed for another minute, the warmth and tingles growing more and more with each passing second. You could feel your lips becoming dry and you had to constantly dart your tongue out to lick them, your chest beginning to heave up and down slightly as if the rooms air was growing thicker and thicker. What the hell was happening?
Unfortunately you didn't notice the tingles and wetness beginning to form lower until the bedroom door swung open, Peter walking and sitting back down at his desk.
''Sorry about that, May went to grab food and you are more than welcome to stay for dinner if you'd like...'' He trailed off, adjusting his reading glasses once more before returning back to his work. That small action seemed to arouse you further, your mind flooding with sinful thoughts with him, wanting him to have you pinned against the wall, on the bed, his mouth devouring you in all the right places and yours returning the favour...
Once you felt the familiar rush down to your core you knew you had to leave. You've never been turned on so much and so quickly in your life and there was no way you were going to stay here like this with Peter, how embarrassing.
''Uhh... ummm... My mom just messaged... she... s-she needs to pick up.. something igottago'' Your sentence wavered as you hastily packed up all your things as quickly as you could, bending over to place them all inside your backpack.
Peter turned around to face you, eyebrows furrowing as he watched you pack with such hurry that he even noticed a small amount of sweat forming across your forehead. Peter could feel his spider-senses telling him something was off but he couldn't quite place his finger on it. He depended on it sometimes while being Spider-man but not as just Peter Parker. So instead he went to his other senses, his heightened sense of smell and hearing.
It was an invasion of privacy of sorts but he was worried about you. Though his eyes soon widened once he picked up on a particular scent. The scent of your arousal. Peter gulped loudly, the scent now seeming to flow around the room making it difficult for Peter to concentrate on what he was doing.
You hurried over towards the door and reached for the handled before Peter spoke up.
''Did you touch the plant?'' You froze, the deepness in his tone causing your legs to shake slightly with want. You couldn't stop thinking about him now, having him against and inside you was consuming you and you needed it stop. Yes, you had thought about him like this before, many times but never to this extent.
''N-no I just... not feeling well... my mom she... uhh...'' You trailed off, not even being able to concentrate on your words as your thoughts had on a constant replay of Peter and you, exploring each others bodies with such hunger and desire. You had to bite your lip to stop a moan from leaving your throat. God this was getting beyond embarrassing...
''I... maybe... I'm just having an allergic reaction... I have medicine at home'' Peter could barely hear your sentence as his heart was beginning to thump in his own ears loudly. He could feel the familiar tightening in his sweats and there was nothing he could do about it this time.
''I'm sorry... I just need to-'' You had cut yourself off with a soft gasp when you turned to look at Peter, his own eyes staring back into yours making you grow weak at the knees. You were practically pooling from your core by now and the ache was growing stronger and stronger, you needed friction and you needed it now.
''Y/N... the plant... I know, it happened to me once I found it but I promise, it'll pass in a couple of days'' He went through the same thing, he knew how you were feeling? If you weren't so aroused you'd feel absolutely mortified right now. He knew how aroused you were and oh my god, a part of you was disgusted with yourself.
''A couple of days!?'' you bellowed out, turning around now fully to face himself, eyes growing wide in slight fear.
''You mean to tell me I'm going to be a hormonal wreck and aroused beyond relief for days?'' A part of you was embarrassed by the words but the other part was getting more and more turned on, finding it extremely hot and arousing that Peter through this too. Oh lord help...
Peter tried to focus his eyes only on yours, trying to ignore his own arousal and needs growing and trying to ignore the strong scent emitting from you. He was struggling, he didn't know how much longer he could go and there was no way he was going to do anything with you like this, he'd be practically taking advantage of you, possible even ra-.... no. just no.
Your core was throbbing now, you need something, anything to begin realising the tension and your inner mind was trying to fight for control of your body but soon lost once and for all. You threw your head back softly against the door and leant back against him, closing your eyes as you felt your hand trailed softly over your body, making it's way slowly down to your clothed cunt.
Peter's mouth flew open, eyes fixated on your hand as he watched the scene unfold before him. His cock was twitching and straining even more in his pants, begging to be touched as he watched you. A sensible part of his brain soon snapped him out of this, knowing how hard this was for you and that you'd hate for him to see you this vulnerable.
Even though every fibre of his being has dreamt and wanted this for so long...
''Y/N...'' Peter trailed off, not even knowing what to say. All he got in a response was a soft moan. Him saying your name was driving you even crazier, your hand finding your clothed core as you began to softly palm, gasping at the new friction.
''Y/N... listen to me... I promise... it'll go away... you can stay here and... have a moment, i'll just go out to the kit-'' Peter struggled getting the entire sentence out that it came out so quickly and within one breath. Peter moved to get up and reach for the door behind you but once you felt his body close to yours your eyes snapped open.
''Please...'' You found yourself begging, lust dripping with each letter. Peter stopped and looked down at you, his own pupils dilated with want. His hand froze at the door handle behind you. You bit your bottom lip and eyes his own, wanting to feel them against yours. you could feel the sweat forming heavier now, the warmth and tension in the room being more than you could bear.
''I can't... it's not right'' Your heart twinged with heart at the words. This was it, the moment you realise Peter has never felt anything towards you and it was all in your head. Peter seemed to have noticed the hurt and he quickly shook his head, reaching up to cup your cheeks without thinking.
''No... please Pete... If you want me even a fraction as much as I want you then please...'' Peter's eyes snapped to yours then down to your lips, your heart beating faster and faster causing you to begin panting. Your breath was fanning across his lips as his was yours and you almost couldn't hold back anymore.
''You'll hate me, you'll never want to see me again and I can't live with myself if that happens'' Your eyebrows furrowed, you could never hate him, not even remotely.
''I'm not going to regret this Peter'' Your mind seemed to come back to you for just this moment, soon being taken over by the desire once again.
''You might...'' You couldn't listen to this anymore. Your hands snaked around his neck and you closed the last remaining distance and crushed his lips to yours hungrily, he quickly responded, scrunching his eyes tightly shut as he tasted you for the first time, instantly loving it. He pushed you back against the door and grinded his hips into you causing a delicious moan to fall from you and into his mouth, turning you both even more. You had reached your peak arousal that all common sense flew out the window. You became a whimpering mess as Peter's hand soon found itself between the both of you, pulling your shorts down so you were just in your underwear.
His thumb was toying with your clothed cunt driving you further over the edge.
''Place your mouth on me'' You demanded between each heavy kiss. Peter happily obliged and bent down to his knees and began kissing your inner thighs, your head falling back with your eyes closed as you focused on his lips against your skin. Your hips bucked against hiw growing impatient.
''So eager... how badly do you want my mouth sweetheart?'' This side of Peter was going to be the death of you. You moaned so loudly that you had to use your own hand to muffle the sound as it travelled through your body and straight to your pulsating core.
''Peter please... I can't'' That was enough for him to shove your panties to the side and to dart his tongue between your wet folds, inciting another moan and gasp to fall from your lips. your hips bucked more and more as Peter licked harder, his fingers delicately rimming your entrance before placing his finger into your tight hole.
You wanted to scream out in ecstasy at the feeling. Peter continued, adding another digit as he tried despreatly to find your sweet spot. Once he did you had become a moaning mess, your wetness dribbling down his chin as he working you closer and closer to your high.
''Peter I'm going to cum... please... oh fuck'' Your hands quickly reached down to shove his face even more into you, relishing in the sounds of his mouth and fingers as your own fisted in his brown locks as your legs began shaking uncontrollably. You weren't going to last another moment.
With a sharp intake of breath you screamed Peter's name, shaking as your orgasm washed over you and Peter quickened his pace, wanting to draw it out as long as he could before slowing down as he could sense you were becoming over stimulated. You panted and tried hard to catch your breath again as Peter pulled away, pulling your panties off swiftly, tearing them from your body making your drenched cunt come into contact with the cool air igniting the arousal once more. How could your body still be begging for more after that mind blowing orgasm?
''Do you want me to fill you?'' Peter asks, wiping you from his mouth before leaning down to your face, making you taste himself on his tongue. You moaned at the sweetness, nodding your head against his lips frantically.
''mhmm... now... right now'' Peter swiftly picked you up and walked you both over to the bed, lying you down before taking his shirt off, joining you on top. his lips attached to yours then quickly worked their way down your body, he sat you up momentarily to take of your top and bra, laying you back down as he got to kissing you breasts, swirling his tongue over both nipples and kissing each breasts as you continued to moan and placed your hands back into his brown locks.
Once he had shown the breasts enough attention his worked his way down to your stomach then leaned away after leaving some love bites, admiring his own work as he made quick work of getting naked the rest of the way. His mind was too clouded to even realise he didn't have a condom.
His lips founds yours again and you felt him press himself against you entrance, coating the tip in your slickness realising a small moan from both of you.
''Are you sure about this?'' Peter asks, stopping for just a moment as he hovered over you. Your eyes fluttered open and you nodded your head with a huge smile, leaning up to give him a delicate kiss despite your body screaming to be pounded into.
''Beyond sure'' With this Peter slowly pushed inside you till he filled you completely, causing you both to moan loudly at the newness. You threw your head back against the bed and begged from him to begin moving, your walls already beginning to clench around his length. Peter thew his head into your shoulders, panting heavily as he began thrusting harder and faster, each one causing pants and moans to fill the room by each of you.
You knew you were close again despite your clit being overly stimulated but you needed this realese. You drew it out for as long as possibly though, wanting Peter to finish as well. You wrapped your arms around him and moved your hips in sync, clenching and unclenching around Peter making him moan and pant even more.
''Your so tight Y/N.... it's like your cunt was made perfectly just for me'' Peter whispered into your ear, edging you both closer and closer to the edge.
''I can't wait to fill you with me, watching that pretty mouth scream nothing but my name as I wreck that gorgeous cunt'' You moaned loudly at this and Peter pressed his thumb against your lips, shushing you a little before pushing his thumb in, your mouth eagerly sucking on his thumb enticing another moan to fall from his lips.
''Fuck, I can't last much longer, cum with me baby, I need that pretty pussy to gush around my cock okay?'' All you could do was nod in response as your mouth was full, still sucking on his thumb. With a few more thrusts, Peter starts grunting louder and louder, signalling he was close as your own stomach clenched, the familiar knot begging to come undone.
''Give it to me baby... now, cum for me'' He popped his thumb out of your mouth as you screamed his name again, clenching around his cock as you came soon followed by his own, filling you so much he leaked out a little as he whimpered out your name.
Peter soon began to slow down his thrusts, ragging out both your orgasms before shakily leaning down to rest again your body. He pulled away from your shoulder and looked down at you with a huge and adoring smile, using his hand to move some strands of hair from your face as you smiled back at him, eyeing his lips. He lent forwards and gave you a sweet kiss, pulling out of you slowly. you whimpered at the slightly pain and loss of contact.
''I'm sorry, I.... didn't mean to be so rough'' Peter apologised, soon finding himself going back to the dorky nerdy self. You smiled and shook your head, guiding Peter to lay down beside you as he wrapped his arm around you, your falling onto hid chest as your leg hoisted up to lean against him,
''Don't be, I really loved that'' You pecked his cheek and felt your eye lids begin to grow droopy. You could feel your legs still wobble slightly, the soreness between your legs still there, making you adjust yourself once again and squint your eyes in slight pain. Peter noticed and even though a part of him loved that he was able to do that, he hated the fact that he hurt you in anyway, even this one.
''I'm so sorry, do you want me to grab you some ice or something... fuck... please don't hate me'' It was cute went he babbled. You loved his concern but honestly, you would let take you like that over and over again just to experience that exact moment.
''Please... I want you to do that again... maybe, if you're wanting?'' Now you were growing awkward as the tension was soon leaving the room.
''I've wanted to do that for so long-'' Peter abruptly stopped, realising what he said. He stiffened but you cuddled into his die even more, peppering kissed onto his chest.
''Then please do... but first... I think we should make things official'' You stated, kissing up to the crook of his neck, leaving very soft love bites on the exposed skin.
''Will you be my girlfriend?'' You lent off of Peter for a moment to look him in the eyes and smile widely.
A/N: Wow... umm no words, this was slightly kinky so i'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable, but for those who are into it, what do you think? Much love xx
Summary: Peter always looked to you for help and this instance required your best friend level assistance.
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Word Count: 2.1k
Warning(s)?: F!Reader, fluff, Light swearing, TASM!Peter, cheating, not proof read.
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Sparks
You've lived next door to Peter Parker for as long as you could remember. The removalists van for your family arrived to this neighbour when you were just shy of 5 years old. The boy with wide brown eyes and dark curly hair was the first friend you had made in the apartment building. He was a shy, nervous boy with too much energy for his own good which made you both the perfect best friends. He showed you around school, his favourite spots and, at the time, his favourite action figures.
You were there alongside him through the years, all the way to now, Senior year of high school. Peter had grown a couple of bullies during middle school, causing you to not once, but twice, to throw chocolate milk over them. They'd punch Peter but never went to bully or attack you, in fact, they even tried flirting with you and asking why you hung out with such a 'loser'
Pfft, boys. Who are they kidding?
''I'm so tired, Mark's chemistry exam is killing me'' Peter yawns from across the table in his dining room. You both had currently set up your weekly study sessions, alternating between yours and his place from time to time.
''Mr Yang...'' You pointed.
''And it's not that bad, you just have to... here'' You continued, leaning over the table to grab his paper from under his hand. Your hand skims past his and for a moment, the familiar spark tingles your skin but you ignore it, hiding the reddening cheeks with your hair that fell to cover you.
You've been hopelessly in love with the idiot since middle school and to make matters worse, you knew he didn't feel the same way back. He was dating Gwen, the nicest Senior girl who was even on the academic decathlon team. She was head of debate and when they first begun dating, she made it a mission to be your friend which was lovely. Though less so because she was dating the man of your dreams. A bitter side to you comes up when she's around and you have to continuously remove yourself from the pair who'd greet each other with a peck or a kiss on the cheek.
''We'll keep working on this for another half an hour, then I gotta pick Gwen up'' Peter's voice got a little quieter near the end of his sentence. You nodded and pitched him a fake smile, soon getting back into your work. You knew Peter had picked up on the fact that you didn't like her so he didn't mention her much when he was hanging out with you.
''You know... Zack keeps asking me about you... wants to know when you'll finally go on that date with him'' Zack was a boy in your class, you've spoken with him a couple of times but that was all. He had asked you a week ago to go on a date together and you hadn't responded or talked to him since. You weren't good with confrontation, just the same as rejection or rejecting anybody.
''I know, he's messaged but I haven't replied'' Peter's eyes quirk up.
''Why not? He's been into since the start of the school year, you two should go out'' It hurt to hear him say this. The last thing you want to hear is your best friends encourage you to date people, especially ones that weren't him. But you needed to move on.
''I'm not that into him, besides... I like someone else'' The last bit didn't mean to leave your lips. you heard the sound of Peter's chair scrape across the tiles, inching closer towards you.
''Like who?'' You glanced up and saw just how close Peter had gotten to you. Your breathing hitched n your throat as you felt your lips go dry.
''Like... M-max'' You nodded your head vigorously, doing anything you can for Peter t create some distance between the two of you. Peter scoffed halfheartedly.
''Come on, you hate Max, ever since he spilled his spaghetti all over your favourite blue blouse in year 7'' Your ears perked up at this detail. He remembers that much?
''That's not true...'' You trailed off, your voice wavering slightly giving away the fact that you were lying. Peter chuckles and leans back in his chair slightly before leaning forward again, clasping his hands together as he leant them on his knees.
''I won't laugh... I promise'' Peter joked causing a smile to rise on your lips bashfully. Peter stared at you and fluttered his eyes, flashing you his puppy dog eyes which always made you cave in. you tensed your jaw and gave your head a firm shake, laughing to yourself as your body grew slightly warmer. You couldn't stop your cheeks from flaming.
''Fine... I don't like Max...'' You admitted making Peter roll his eyes when he noticed you weren't going to continue that sentence.
''Then who?'' Peter asks before the shrilling of his phone broke the growing silence soon after. You cleared your throat and leant back in your chair, just now realising you had been inching closer and closer to Peter.
''Hey Gwen... yeah... no that's okay... wait.... I can't right now.... I'm studying with Y/N... yeah it's due by the end of the week.... alright... yeah, see you then'' The call was brief and Peter then soon hung up his phone.
''Sorry, Gwen wants to come over earlier but-''
''You didn't say it'' You pointed out, interrupting Peter mid sentence. Peter eyes widen slightly with confusion as he shrugs his shoulders.
''Say what?'' You gave him a 'really' look.
''I love you'' You watched Peter's face grow tense for a moment, his eyes glancing from your lips back to your eyes in such a quick movement you barely noticed. You watched as he seemed to visibly gulp. He glanced down and shook his head, his leg beginning to bounce up and down in it's spot. He was getting nervous.
''Peter...?'' He glances up again at you and pulls his chair closer to you.
''Umm... I saw her... with Flash... at the party....'' Peter looks away from you as he rests his hand in his hand now leaning against the table.
''Yeah... so? they've been friends since forever, just like you and me-''
''They were kissing'' Hurt for your best friend hit first before quickly been turned into anger. How dare she? How dare she go ahead and cheat on the most perfect guy? How could she throw something like that away when others could never even get anything like that kind of love for themselves. Though the anger melted away once you saw the distant look on Peter's face.
''Oh Peter... I'm so sorry'' You said in sincerity, pushing your closer so you could place an arm on his shoulder in comfort. He shook his head, glancing back at you with a sad smile.
''It's okay, it's nothing... it was a while ago but ever since... I mean... at the time I was really angry and hurt but I just don't care anymore... I don't think I ever was really in love with her in the first place'' Your eyebrows furrow at this. But you saw them, how happy and in love they were together, it was as if it was a match made in heaven.
''Then why haven't you told her that you know?'' you asked curiously.
''I don't want to break up with her... well... I don't know how to I guess'' Peter had always been very awkward with the opposite sex which was made you very useful by his side, you helped eased that awkwardness out, but it was still there around every other girl apart from yourself.
''We can role-play it if you'd like? brainstorm ideas'' You suggested, though a part of you was telling yourself this was a bad idea. A very bad idea. Peter nods his head in response and stops leaning against the table to sit up.
''Sounds good, should I start or...?'' Peter asks, gesturing between you both. You smile softly in return.
''I'll go...'' Peter waited expectantly.
''Peter, we haven't gone to the movies in a while, what do you want to see, how about that new Jurassic movie?'' You tried to get into character but you didn't need to, this came naturally. Peter smiles, showing off his dimples before soon frowning, scratching the back of his head.
''Look... Gwen... I don't think that's a good idea'' Your eyebrows furrow together.
''why not? You love the jurassic series...''
''I don't think we should go to the movies together... I mean... I don't want to go the movies with you...'' Peter leant forward again in his chair, not breaking eye contact which was causing your heart to race.
''I don't like you anymore... after catching you with Flash I've just... I don't think we should see each other anymore... Besides, I know deep down you're in love with your best friend...'' It was almost as if he could read your mind. your mouth parted open, nervousness beginning to fill you up, worried that you were becoming transparent and Peter could see everything.
''You've been in love with him since middle school and you only started dating me because you thought it could help you move on... unfortunately you were wrong and it only made you care for him even more... you should have been honest with yourself and told her how you felt, maybe then you would be dating the most perfect girl in the world who's always there for you...'' Your heart skipped a bit when Peter said her.
''i'm so sorry Peter, it was an honest mistake and it'll never happen again, i love you and only you. I have for so long and I've gone ahead and messed everything up...'' You bit your tongue, not liking the way your hands were growing clammy and shakey. The way Peter's eyes were staring into yours unnerved you, he was looking at you with a look you've never seen before.
''It doesn't matter anymore... I want you to be happy and with Flash...'' You leant forward and rose your right hand to cup his cheek, you hadn't realised you'd done it until you heard the sharp intake of breath from Peter. Sparks and tingles flew across your palm, warmth slowly spreading through your body but you were too scared to pull away.
''I love you, Peter'' And you meant every single word of that. Peter's tongue darted out to lick his lips and your eyes followed this motion.
''You have no idea how long I've waited to hear you say that...'' You glanced back into his eyes as Peter's brown orbs locked with yours once again. Thank god you were sitting down otherwise with the look alone you'd probably melt into a puddle on the floor.
The air began growing thick with tension, a heavy silence filling the small room. You were too scared to move an inch closer to Peter or away from him, it was as if you were frozen in place. Peter's eyes darted between your eyes and lips a few times, licking his own occasionally.
Peter began to lean forward slowly, inching closer and closer till his nose was brushing against yours. Your breathing hitched inside your throat when you felt his warm, minty breath fan across your lips. You felt his hands soon begin to cup your face, pulling you a little closer till you could almost feel his lips against yours, though they only merely brushed past.
This was all a role-play, this didn't mean anything to Peter, you were just helping him figure out how to break up with Gwen...
''Can I kiss you?'' Peter's voice was so soft that it was a mere whisper to your ears. Your heart was thumping so loud you could head it inside your own mind. Your chest was heaving up and down now, the air getting harder and harder to breathe. You bit you lip as it began to tremble slightly.
All you could was nod slowly, not trusting your own voice as Peter dipped his head the final inch and slowly connected his lips with yours softly. Sparks immediately erupted from the kiss. Peter held his lips against yours for a few more moments before slowly pulling them away, only leaving a breath between the two of you. Your eyes fluttered open to see Peter intently staring at yours lips in adoration as he pulled you in for another breathtaking kiss.
This time you both moved your lips together slowly, drawing it out as long as possible. The feeling was euphoric and you felt as if you wanted to scream from the rooftops in happiness. Was this real? Were you dreaming?
The sound of the door opening broke you both swiftly apart with wide eyes as Gwen stood in the doorway, eyeing you both.
Summary: Having unrequited love for your best friend wasn't exactly your plan, but you can't always help who you fall for... especially when that someone was Peter Benjamin Parker.
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Warning(s)?: Angst, F!Reader, Fluff, Swearing (a little), Light smut. Minors DNI under cut!
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By The Water Fountain
The entire car trip to Homecoming was filled with Brad's voice, talking about anything and everything as if he was oblivious to you sitting quietly and still in the passenger seat, your thumbs twiddling with themselves again as Peter's words played on repeat inside your head.
'Iloveyou' Your heart wasn't meant to be breaking at his words, when you pictured Peter saying that you, your heart would be soaring and you would be so overcome with joy that you'd leap into him and kiss him until you couldn't breathe. Instead, it was as if there wasn't enough oxygen in the world to keep you going.
Tears prickled in your eyes, a sob lodging in the back of your throat.
''So after Homecoming we'll head to Chad's, then we can sneak off on our own... you know... have some fun'' Brad's voice lowered a little near the end, hinting at what he had in store for this evening. But the thought was making you feel sick to the stomach. You had no intention on going to the after party little own Homecoming anymore. You gulped nervously, your stomach churning more and more.
''Stop the car'' You spoke hoarsely, your right hand hovering over your mouth as if you were about to be sick. Brad looked over to you curiously, hands gripping the steering wheel tightly.
''Are you okay?'' He asked, the soft tunes from the radio dulling out. You shook your head and lent against the window, the car went over a speed bump jolting your stomach.
''Please, stop the car'' Brad complied and pulled the car over. You jumped out just before he came to a stop, walking a few paces forwards and bending over, resting your hands against your knees as you trembled slightly. Air felt stuck in your throat and you couldn't get it out. your heard Brad's car door slam shut again in the distance, rushing footsteps behind yourself.
''Woah, woah, hey, are you alright? are you going to be sick?'' He kept his distance, his hand hovering over your back.
'Iloveyou'
''I just need a minute'' You weren't sure if you meant that for yourself or Brad but you soon found yourself sitting down on the ground, knees curling up into your chest as your arms wrapped around them. Brad stood in front of you, not seeming to know what to do.
''Do you want me to call your parents or...?'' The first tear fell onto your cheek. Your parents? What were they going to do? Hear the heartbreak in their daughter's voice and catch the first flight home, promise to never go on such long business trips again and rebuild their family bond? You wanted to laugh but instead sobbed.
''So what? So they can tell me their parental advice over the phone, thousands miles away as they sip champagne at some fancy restaurant?'' You knew they were away for work but in the moment you didn't care how it came out, it hurt, everything hurt too much and you wanted it to stop.
''They don't care Brad! They're not here! My best friends were all I had and I went and fucked it up, I thought that maybe, after dating you everything would finally go away, i'd feel as if I wasn't so lonely anymore and that I matter but I DON'T, I STILL FEEL EMPTY'' Tears were pouring from your eyes now as you let it all out. You rose to your feet and stumbled slightly in your heels on the grass. Brad was taken aback, his eyes wide as he looked lost.
''Y/N, you need to calm down okay? Hop in the car and we can talk-'' You wanted to scoff in annoyance.
''I don't want to talk BRAD! I JUST WANT EVERYTHING TO STOP!'' Your hands covered your face as you sobbed into them. Brad hesitantly walked up to you, resting a hand on your shoulder as you continued to shake.
''I'm tired of being second best all the time, to my parents, my friends...you. For once, I want me to be first, just once!''
''You're not second best to me'' Brad spoke softly. You tilted your head to the side and shook your head as tears blurred your vision.
''Yes I am, come on Brad. Admit it, I know. You asked me out not even 3 days after Sarah dumped you. Those first few weeks you deliberately sauntered me off in front of her, trying to make her jealous. I'm not judging okay, I get it, you were hurt... And at the party 2 weeks ago, when you left me in the middle of the dance floor, I saw you with her, talking. You still like her Brad, she's still your first choice...'' Your voice trailed off with a small hiccup. Brad's face fell in defeat.
''I'm with you now'' Brad probably thought that that is what you'd want to hear but it was the exact opposite.
''Not anymore Brad... I can't...'' The words tumbled out of your mouth. You fell back down onto the ground, your hands catching your fall.
''Are you serious? you're really doing this right now?'' Brad's voice rose with anger. you whimpered and cried some more, holding onto yourself.
''Fuck... I liked you but fuck you're impossible sometimes Y/N'' Brad curses aloud, mainly to himself.
''Ever since You stopped being friends with those weirdos you became so... so afraid of everything! so fragile! I had to force you out of your shell! Hell my friends thought I was mad for dating you!'' Brad bellowed. the words stung but a part of you felt too numb to care at the moment.
''I'm sorry...'' You mumbled, not being able to make eye contact with him. You heard him huff then sigh.
''Just... forget it... I'm going to Homecoming, are you coming with me?'' You looked up at him and shook your head, crying softly now. He shook his head angrily and stomped over towards his car, your ears perked up at the sound of a door slamming closed. Your eyes darted up as you watch him take off quickly and speed down the road till he was out of your sight. You let more tears fall, crying for almost another 10 minutes before you heard sirens in the distance. That was quite normal given it was Queens.
Your phone began buzzing in your dress pocket. You pulled it out and wiped underneath your eyes to hide the fact you had just been crying before answering the face time.
''Y/N, where are you? The dance started an hour ago'' MJ's voice glided through followed by loud music and people cheering in the background. You smiled to yourself, finding comfort in the sounds of normal teenagers goofing around at a dance.
''I'm alright, I'm running a little late...'' You trailed off, not being able to find the words. MJ's eyes furrowed on the phone screen.
''Why are you in front of a sandwich shop?'' She asked. You glanced behind you and laughed humourlessly, not even realising where you were till now.
''Got hungry I guess'' You could hear MJ sigh as she excused herself and walked over to a quieter area, probably the school hallways as it got much darker and only her face was lit up due to the light on her phone.
''Y/N talk to me, what happened?'' It took all of 3 minutes to tell MJ everything, starting from what happened at the party 2 weeks ago till just moments ago. MJ listened to every word and quickly sent a text through to Ned, asking him to grab Peter from the gymnasium.
''Stay there, I'm on my way-''
''MJ no, stay, dance and have fun! Seriously, I'm okay... I just needed a minute'' You weren't lying, after letting it all out you did indeed feel better. Your head felt clearer and your stomach had stopped churning.
''Well I'm still sending Peter to you'' Your eyes widen in surprise and worry.
''Wait what? No, don't send Peter, he's dancing and hav-''
''He's sulking in the corner, checking his phone every five minutes and watching the doors waiting for you to walk through... trust me... he's not busy'' MJ says before going off camera for a moment, whispering to someone that you couldn't quite make out.
''Thanks Ned!'' You heard MJ call out before returning back to you. Ned scurried off leaving MJ talking with you and found Peter, telling him where you were and sending him on his way to you. Peter's own eyes grow wide as he took in the information, not knowing everything that went down with Brad but in the moment it didn't matter. Ned gave him a knowing look, one that said to get to you as quickly as possible and that he did.
Peter was standing in front of you in under 5 minutes. That wasn't even possible as the school was 10 minutes away by train. MJ stayed on the phone with you, chatting till Peter showed up. She quickly excused herself and ended the call, returning back to the dance with a smile with Ned.
''Peter? How did you get here so fast?'' Was the first thing you said into the quiet night. The only lights being the closed shop behind you and the lamp posts from the road.
''Took a shortcut'' You glanced at him, noticing his hair was slightly dishevelled as if he encountered wind. Funny, it wasn't a windy night.
You tilted your head to the side.
''A really short, shortcut'' Peter hurried out, placing hands into his pants pockets.
''Right...'' You trailed off, not believing him but that was the least of your worries for now. you'd question it later... maybe.
''I'm sorry MJ made you come all this way, I really am fine'' You apologised, though you knew you needed to apologise for something else as well. The words couldn't quite make it past your lips.
''She didn't, I wanted to'' Peter wanted to smack himself with how corny he sounded but you smiled in response, feeling your heart flutter inside your chest at the warming words.
''You must be freezing'' Peter gasps, quickly shaking off his jacket and walking over to where you sat, slinging it over your shoulders. You soaked in the warmth and his smell, your head going to the side to take in a deep breath of it.
''Thank you'' You spoke softly, turning to face him again as he sat beside you with his own knees bent.
''Look about earlier... I'm sorry, I was way out of line and...'' Peter softly chuckled beside you with an adoring smile.
''I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said what I did'' Peter referring to telling you not to go but your eyes widen, taking it in the way that he shouldn't have said 'iloveyou'.
You couldn't do this again.
You shook your head frustrated and stood up, wiping your hands along your dress as you began walking away from him, your eyes growing blurry once again with tears. How much was your heart going to break tonight? How many tears where you going to shed before you finally fell apart?
''Wait, Y/N, where are you going?'' Peter called out after you, seeming confused.
''Home, okay? I just want to be left alone, I can't do this anymore Peter'' Peter's eyes flashed with hurt but you looked away before the guilt could consume you.
''Why do you keep walking away?'' You feet stopped their movements.
''Because, Peter, I can't keep going around the same circles with you, it's exhausting and I'm done'' You let out a deep breath, biting you lip as you willed the tears to stay at bay. There was no way you were going to let Peter see how much this all hurts.
''W-what happened, moments ago we were talking and then-'' Peter starts with confusion, gesturing behind you both.
''And then you said you shouldn't have said what you did'' You finished for him, looking away once his eyes founds yours.
''Yes, exactly. H-h-how, what?'' Peter grew exasperated. Did you have to spell it out for the boy?
''You told me you love me, Peter. Then you say, right after I tell you I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said what you did'' You gulped nervously, feeling your heart beat practically in your ears. Peter began shaking head head quickly.
''That wasn't... that... no... I meant when I said 'don't go', well I did mean to say it, but not like that, of course you should have gone to Homecoming, I just meant that you should have been going with me, not him'' peter concluded. Your eyebrows furrowed as you went deep in thought, recalling this evenings earlier events.
''Oh...'' Was all you managed to say in response. God maybe you were the idiot. You both could never say exactly what you meant and hurt each other without even realising.
''Y/N, look at me...'' You expected to look at Peter, expecting him to continue but instead he took quick strides to close the distance between the two of you. His eyes fell to your lips with a look you couldn't quite figure out yet before the fell perfectly onto them, capturing you in the most sweetest kiss. Tingles flew across your mouth, warmth from his breath mingling with your own as he deepened the kiss, his hand cupping your cheek as the other snaked around your waist to hold you even closer.
With how fast your heart was beating you were positive it was going to explode from your chest cavity. Your hands shot up from your side at lightening speed to wrap around Peter's neck, pulling face to to yours till yours noses were brushing. Peter lent away for a moment to suck in a breath as did you, though a gasp soon fell from your lips as he quickly devoured your lips again hungrily, biting your bottom lip teasingly. Warmth flooded over you in a wave, making you grow slightly sweaty underneath his jacket and touch.
You had managed to forget the both of you were just standing on the side of the road where anyone could walk past at any given moment.
Peter's arm tightened more around you as his tongue found yours and explored your mouth, enticing a small moan to escape your throat. Peter stiffened his jaw he pulled away slowly, his eyes never leaving yours as they fluttered opened. Both of you were breathing heavily, still slightly dazed by the kiss.
Your eyes fell to his lips again, wanting more and more. You could hear your mind telling you to slow down, to think thing through rationally but it was easy to turn her out at the moment. the only that mattered was having more of Peter, in any way you could have it.
''Will you go to homecoming with me?'' Peter asks, his breath shaky as he couldn't control the lust that sept through his voice. He's wanted you so badly for months and he wanted to wait but he wasn't sure how much longer he could. He was craving you.
''No'' Your reply was short as your lips kissed his once more, finding the perfect rhythm once more making your knees grow weak. Heat kept creeping over you as you pulled him back down, not wanting this moment to end. Peter almost couldn't contain himself anymore. His sense were pushing him into overdrive and it definitely didn't help that he could sense the beginning of your own arousal. He almost groaned at the scent.
It took all his willpower to push himself away from you. He grew impatient as he intertwined his hands with yours, leading you both into the direction of his home.
The tension still hung between you both on the quick walk, only living a block away from the sandwich shop himself. Nerves and excitement danced inside the both of you, awkwardness began to creep in a little for Peter because he didn't want this, whatever would or not even happen, to be a once off.
Once Peter fumbled with the keys in his pocket and opened the door, he let out a breath of relief once he saw all the lights were left turned off inside. You swiftly closed the door behind you and shrugged Peter's jacket from your shoulders.
''H-hey, we can put on the t-tv and I can order us s-some p-p-izza if you want-'' It didn't take long for you to shut Peter up with your lips. Peter stopped and wrapped his arms back around you, kissing you just as hungrily. He walked you backwards till your back hit the wall. You both battled with your tongue for the lead but Peter won, forcing you to submit as his arms found your legs, hoisting you up so you could wrap them around his waist. it didn't take ling for you to feel something hard pressing between you both, making you core tingle and get even wetter in response.
Your arms wrapped around his neck as he pushed his lower half into yours, pinning you with a gasp. He swallowed the delicious sound and moaned in reply, his hands travelling to cup your ass. your dress had risen enough for your underwear to be on full display. He swiftly took one of the strap of your dress and pushed it down your arm, helping you slip it off soon followed by the other. Pants soon filled the once quiet room, only the sound of night traffic being heard in the background.
Peters hands pulled your body more onto him as his arms soon wrapped around your back, fiddling with the zipper on the back. your own arms reached behind to help slide it all the way down. Peter placed you down back on your feet as his hands eagerly slipped it off you, lips trailing down from your lips, to your jaw then to your neck, leaving a series of love bites on his way. You lulled your head back and moaned, closing your eyes to focus on the way his lips was igniting a warmth to start in the pit of your stomach.
Your hands soon eagerly snapped up to hid tie, loosening it with ease as your head rested against his forehead, breathing in each others pants before kissing once again. Peter nipped at your bottom lip again causing you to cry out his name in lust.
''Peter'' He groaned at this and you worked your fingers faster, slipping the tie off and moving on to unbutton his shirt. Once that was successful, you helped him shrug out of it as his hands fell to his trousers, unclasping the belt.
He made quick work out of taking his pants off, leaving him in just his underwear and you in your matching bra and panties. Both of you didn't take a moment to look, instead using your hands to discover each other's bodies for the first time. The touches he left on your skin made your heart soar higher than before, your body trembling within his arms. His left hand cupped your cheek again as he deepened the kiss once more, walking you both to the bedroom slowly, occasionally bumping into something causing you both to pull away momentarily to chuckle.
He walked backwards in his room till the back of his legs hit his bed, causing you both to fall down onto it, you on top of him. however, your lips never left his. You used this position to your advantage and began to grind down on him, causing you both to moan at the new sensation. Peter hissed to himself as he felt himself grow even harder at the contact.
''Fuck... do that again'' You did, a little harder as his hands flew out to grip your hips, dragging you across him where he fit just between your clothes lips making you whimper. You were drenched to the point where the panties weren't holding anything back anymore. He sat back up hastily and continued moving your hips with his in sync, you both clenching your eyes at the feeling. Peter's arm shot up to your bra strap against your back and he shakily unclasped it, letting the fabric fall from your figure slowly. For the first time, you both stopped completely and pulled away only a fraction from each other, breathing heavily.
Your eyes saw Peter's pupils fully dilated, lust and want circling his brown orbs as they never left your own. His right hand reached to caress your chin, his thumb dragging down your bottom lip slowly, your hips still moving slowly against him.
''Are you sure this is what you want?'' He asks huskily, eyes dropping to admire your breast as his left came up slowly and gently, caressing the breast followed by the nipple between his fingers. You whimpered at the touch.
''Yes... please Peter'' Peter didn't need to be told twice. He rolled you both over so that was he was now on top, he quickly took off his underwear and slipped his fingers through your panties, pulling them over your legs and threw them to the ground. He came back up and kissed your lips softly and sweetly before devouring you once again hungrily.
It didn't take long for the rest of the night to turn into blissful romance, both of you showing just how much you meant to each other. You don't think your eyes drifted close until the birds began chirping on the morning sun crept through the window in Peter's room.
A/N: We have angst, we have fluff, and we have some HEAT, not full on smut but some smutty moments. Let me know what you all think, this is the end for 'By The Water Fountain' Thank you all for reading! Till next time, much love xx
Summary: Having unrequited love for your best friend wasn't exactly your plan, but you can't always help who you fall for... especially when that someone was Peter Benjamin Parker.
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By The Water Fountain
The next few months had flown by quickly, you and Brad had been dating almost 3 months now and he made you happy each and every day. On the first date, he bought you flowers and held doors open for you, a perfect gentleman. of course, over time that stopped but you didn't mind much, you both were growing comfortable together, finding a rhythm. He'd hold your hand in the hallways and kiss your cheek before parting ways from you to class. He started picking you up in his car and took you to and from school, even staying after school to watch you rehearse.
How did you get so lucky?
The loneliness lessened, though never went away completely. Wants Brad dropped you home, everything came rushing back. The big, empty house, quiet hallways and dark rooms unoccupied. Sadness and loneliness hit you each time you walked back through the front door. Brad helped with it during school, but outside of that it was still there, a sickly reminder of how unimportant you were for your parents. You knew they loved you, but it felt sometimes as if they loved their job more.
Peter hasn't spoken to you since the fight, you thought in time he would come around and apologise and there were moments where he looked like he was close too, but something seemed to get in the and he'd take off. Eventually he seemed to stop trying, especially when Brad was growing attached to your hip.
Your heart broke, a part of is still broken because you'll always be madly in love with Peter. You couldn't help it, you tried to move on but you weren't able to fully let him go.
''Something on your mind?'' Brad sits in the chair beside you in the cafeteria, Ned and Peter no longer sitting opposite you at the table.
''Just stressed with finals, I'm looking forward to spring break though'' You responded with a fake smile, leaning onto Brad as his arms snaked around your shoulders.
''Speaking of, Liz is holding a party at hers tonight, we should go'' The idea sounded appealing, Brad had managed to bring you out of your shell more. You even developed a couple of friends from Brad's social group.
''Okay'' Brad smiled down at you and pecked your lips before returning back to his food, removing his arm from your shoulder.
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You stood in front of your full length mirror in your bedroom, admiring the black dress you wore with the black heels to match. You hair was straightened and parted in the middle, a simple makeup look with gloss as the finishing touches for your outfit. Brad arrived not too long later and picked you, speeding off towards the party.
The smell of sweaty bodies and alcohol hung in the air and greeted you once the front door opened to liz's home. You dismissed the smell and followed Brad over to his friends, saying hi to them all before accepting a drink from your boyfriend. An hour went by quickly, three drinks later and Brad took you to the dance floor and swayed with you to the music. A light buzz was coursing through your body, leaving you smiling like crazy.
Brad pulled you in by your hips and pecked your lips sweetly, swaying your body along with his in sync.
Across the room stood Ned and Peter, Ned was talking with MJ as Peter stood with an untouched drink in his hand, eyes on you. They never left since you arrived, he wanted to so badly talk to you, he's been trying to for months but something always came up with his duties. He knew things would be easier if you just knew but he wasn't going to place you in danger, he couldn't.
His grew heavy with each passing minute, his hands growing clammy and his chest rising and falling with anger and jealousy. It was soon replaced with sadness once he saw the huge smile on your face as you danced away without a care in the world. Who was he to take that away from you? He knew things were extremely hard for you given your living arrangements. Happiness came in fleeting moments for you and he could not bring himself to take them away when they did.
He should of told you, he should of made you stay with him instead of letting you walk away after you told him how you felt. He didn't know at the time but he did love you, He may not have been in love with at that moment but once he was, he couldn't stop loving you. He hoped that maybe overtime it would simmer away but it didn't, which made him worker harder to get you. Till he saw how happy Brad was making you. He stopped trying after that.
And now here you were, at a party on the dance floor, dancing with a guy who was not him and it was all his fault.
He watched as Brad lent to your ear and whispered something, causing a huge blush to form on your cheeks. Your eyes seemed to grow wide for a moment.
Peter needed to stop.
''Go talk to her'' MJ spoke up, cutting into Peter's own thoughts. Peter's eyes left you to look at MJ who had stopped talking with Ned as he had left to get a refill for them both. Peter sighed and shook his head.
''She's happy, I can't'' MJ wanted to punch Peter.
''She's not happy, have you seen her? Yeah, in school she may be but outside of it she's miserable, how have you not noticed?'' MJ asks incredulously. Peter though about those words, he saw how you were through school but never saw you outside. On occasion he spotted you when he was doing his daily Spider-man duties. You seemed distant and Brad was rarely with you. He knew you liked to be alone alot, right?
MJ noticed the distant look on Peter's face.
''Right I forgot, you were an idiot and blew up in her face'' Peter's eyes widen. How did she know about that? It was then Ned had returned with the drinks, his eyes darting between his two friends as realisation soon struck.
''You told her?'' Peter asked his best friend. Ned only shrugged, not getting why Peter seemed to mind. They were all friends and he had always hated secrets between friends, big or small.
''You've been acting strange around Y/N, MJ noticed and asked so I told her, I'm not keeping secrets anymore man, look at what happened when there were secrets'' Ned pointed out to you on the dance floor, still dancing with Brad. Peter sighed once again as his eyes found you. Ned was right.
On the dance floor, Brad's hands had dropped lower on your body making you feel slightly uncomfortable. You weren't a fan of any kind of PDA and Brad was, a few arguments had occurred due to this but you always caved, not wanting him to hate you or get mad at you over something like that.
Instead, you pulled away slightly so his hands couldn't reach your ass. Yes, you had been dating for a while but nothing has ever gone beyond kissing, you've made out once and once Brad tried to touch your breasts you pulled away quickly. Sometimes it felt as if he was growing impatient with you, wanting more but you weren't ready to go there, at least not with him.
''Brad, there's people everywhere, they'll see'' You tried to playfully respond, not stopping as you continued to dance with him, finishing your 4th drink for the night.
''Good, I want to show them you're mine'' Brad whispered in your ear, not letting you back away from him as he successfully managed to grope your behind. A gasp left your lips and you tried pulling away but his arms were locked around you. Brad smiled and softly laugh, seeming to take your reaction as one of surprise and enjoyment.
It wasn't. You pushed on his chest, enough for him to know to let you go. Once he did you stepped away and stopped dancing, looking up at him.
''Please don't do that'' You spoke softly. Unfortunately a frown soon displayed across his face, soon replaced with irritation.
''Why not? You're my girlfriend, I've been patient and caring and anytime I try to get close to you you push me away, why?'' Brad's voice raises slightly, alerting the nearby dancing teenagers to what was happening. The last thing you wanted to do tonight was cause a scene.
''I-im sorry i just... I'm not ready for that yet...'' You trailed off, not liking the gazes that were casting over to you both.
''I... i need a minute'' Brad stormed away from you and over towards the drinks table where a few of his friends were. You sighed to yourself and your gaze dropped to the ground. The people seemed to stop looking once things had simmered down, probably because they realised they weren't going to witness a show.
''Your right Ned, that's it'' Peter watched what happened and it was enough for his rage to go into overdrive. He placed his still untouched drink down behind him and walked off to your direction. Your head was still down your arms began to circle around your waist, as if you were trying to make your disappear into the crowd.
Your eyes didn't move from their spot as you felt a hand grab your arm, pulling you softly off the dance floor and over to a quieter area of the house. You didn't miss the tingles and warmth that spread across your skin followed by goosebumps. You knew exactly who it was but yo still didn't raise your head to look up at him, not yet.
Once you were both away from the crowd the hand let you go.
''Y/N, please, look at me'' You heard Peter's voice trail off softly. How desperately you wanted him to speak to you over the past 3 months was enough to make tears form in your eyes.
''Please...'' You bit you lip, trying not to cry. You heard him let out a sigh as he took a step forward, his hands reaching out to grad you by the waist, gently pulling you closer to him. The difference with Brad was that he was never gentle, everything was rushed but with Peter, it was as if each moment was slow and gentle, delicate.
Once of his hands left your waist to cup your cheek, tilting your head up enough for him to lean his forehead against yours. Your breathing quickened at this. You knew this was wrong so you couldn't bring yourself to look him in the eye, instead settled to look at his chin. his thumb brushed over softly, caressing you making your knees grow weak. After all this time the effect he had on you was still there, stronger then ever. the alcohol in your system was heightening your senses, his touch feeling like electricity flooding through your body, igniting you and urging you to lean forward to touch him, kiss him, anything.
But you didn't, he wasn't yours and you weren't his. Brad was your boyfriend and for the most part, he treated you like a princess and you genuinely liked him. You could be with him, there would be no secrets, you knew his feelings and where you stood with him. You would be happier with him.
Peter knew this as well, Brad would probably make you happier and safer then he ever could and he hated himself for that. You deserved it so much and who was he to take that away because he was selfishly in love with you?
''I'm sorry, I'm really fucking sorry Y/N, I never should have snapped at you that afternoon, i never should have let you walk off after you told me how you felt. I never should have stopped talking to you, I should have told you why I was upset, how I felt and kept talking to you every day after that. Maybe then things would have been different'' Peter finished his speech, his own breath hitching in his throat at the end due to the raw emotion he laid bare for you.
''Maybe...'' You whispered back, your forehead never leaving his as your eyes dropped back down to the ground as you pulled away slowly. Peter licked his lips and frowned when he knew you weren't going to look at him. It broke him. He had lost maybe the best thing to ever happen to him, all because he was too stupid to realise what he had right in front of him the entire time. Liz could have never compared to you, not even remotely. He saw that now.
''You should probably get back...'' Peter didn't want to say get back to Brad, your boyfriend. You sniffled and nodded, glancing at his for just a moment, forcing yourself to then quickly look away before walking back over to dance floor.
Peter wouldn't say another word to you till 2 weeks later.
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Brad had grown more and more persistent over that time, wanting to touch you more and move things to the next level. You couldn't see the rush though, Homecoming was just around the corner. He had persuaded you into going with him, organising the car, the after party and even wanted you to stay with him for the night. You weren't an idiot, you had a rough idea why and even though you voiced your concerns, he assured you you both wouldn't move forward till you were ready.
He was sweet like that, you thought.
Though when the night came of homecoming you were a wreck. Your dress was all crinkled and it didn't matter how hard you tried to fix it nothing had worked, your makeup wasn't right and there was nothing you could do to tame your wild hair. You had desperately messaged your friends needing help but they were all already heading over. Your eyes darted to the alarm clock on your bed and homecoming was due to commence in 10 minutes.
Fuck.
Your eyes darted around your quiet room, eyes peeling outside your opened bedroom door to the dark hallways. If only mom was home, she'd know what to do...
You quickly dialled the only number you could think of, already sending a message to Brad to pick you up later which he was fine with as he wasn't ready either.
''Hello?'' You heard the lovely feminine voice drift through your phone, you smiled in relief to yourself.
''Hi, I need your help''
Aunt May beamed from ear to ear as she welcomed you into her home with open arms. She hugged you tightly before pulling away, inspecting your appearance. She quickly clapped her hands together once, eyes raking to see what could be done.
''Easy, I've got my curling wand heating as we speak, put on these for now and I'll steam press your dress before starting on your hair'' God you loved her. You thanked her sincerely before grabbing the outstretched clothes from her hands, making your way over the bathroom in the hallway. Your thoughts lingered for a few moments on Peter, wondering if he was home but knew he was probably at the dance by now or with Ned.
You shook your head, not wanting to spend the evening thinking of them two as you hastily slipped on the shirt and boxer shorts... wait what?
Your eyes fell to yourself in the mirror and you mouth parted slightly. You recognised these clothes but not on Aunt May...
''Aunt May, have you seen my tie?!'' No, no no no no no. What was he still doing here? You cursed yourself inwardly, knowing you probably should have asked Aunt May if Peter was still home. You think that woman was sly at times, seeing as she always given you a knowing look when she caught you staring at her nephew for a little longer than normal. Damn that woman.
''Hanging behind your bedroom door on the mirror!'' She yelled back, her voice travelling through the small home. You heard a door close in the distance, recognising it to be Peter's. You had been here so many times that you could tell.
With that you left the bathroom, adjusting the shirt as much as possible, walking over to Aunt May in the living room. Your left arm went over to hold your right arm anxiously, watching as she quickly finished the last little bit of your dress. Your eyes lit up, she worked magic!
''Oh my god it looks amazing! thank you'' You smiled, happily giggling as you rushed up to the dress and reached for the coat-hanger.
''Uh uh not yet, it needs to sit for a few minutes, follow me and i'll curl your hair and touch up your make-up'' You followed her through to her bedroom, sitting down at her desk when she asked. It only took her 15 minutes to successfully curl your hair and add some powder to your face, fixing the blotches that appeared.
''I say we leave the hair down, especially with the smokey eye'' Aunt May comments as she continues fussing over you. You saw the sparkle in her eye, almost as if she was enjoying glamming you up as much as you were excited for the dance.
''All done'' With one last stroke of the brush against your cheek she pulled away, smiling happily down at you. you smiled in return and turned to face the mirror, eyes widening once you took in your appearance. Your hair was perfectly curled flowing down your back, bits and pieces pinned back to frame your face. Your make-up was natural apart from a slight smokey eye effect and lip gloss on your lips.
''Come on, photos and then you can go on your hot-date!'' Aunt May raced out of the room before you could being protesting. In the last 20 minutes or so you had managed to forget that your parents weren't here with you to enjoy this moment, that Brad was on his way to pick you up now and that you felt so alone.
''Aunt May, I've watched at least a thousand tutorials on youtube and I still can't-'' Your eyes left your reflection in the mirror towards the door, spotting Peter now standing there wearing a black tux, his hands twiddling with the unwrapped tie around his neck.
''Get it right'' Peter finished, eyes widening once he saw you.
''Wow...'' He mumbled to himself, though unfortunately for him it was loud enough for you to hear. You laughed softly at the awkwardness, a blush coating your cheeks.
''Thanks, your Aunt helped heaps though, if it wasn't for her magic wand I wouldn't be going to the ball at all'' You joked, trying to reference the time you and Peter binge-watched Disney together one weekend, the Cinderella moving ending up playing on repeat on T.V as you both were sound asleep, though each time the 'pumpkin turned into a carriage' scene came on, the music woke you both up without fail.
You quickly shook away the random memory that made your heart twinge a little in sadness. All those moments with your best friend you were never to going to experience ever again.
You both continued to look at each other before Peter cleared his throat and glanced away.
''Where's Brad, isn't he...?'' Peter trailed off. A frown settled across your lips which was an action that didn't go unnoticed by him.
''He is, I told him to come here'' The awkward silence soon settled in once again. Peter continued to fumble with his tie as your hands fell onto you lap, your thumbs awkwardly toying with each other. Your ears perked up when you heard Peter grumble a little in frustration.
''Need help?'' You asked once you noticed he was still struggling with the tie. He dropped his hands and nodded, a slight tinge of red spreading onto his face. You bit your lip and rose, the boxer shorts raising slightly as you did catching Peter's attention.
You were wearing his clothes! The boy could have jumped to the moon and back. He's pictured you in them for months and yet, never thought it would happen. Peter shook his head once his thoughts went down the wrong path, slowly spreading warmth down lower. Not now Peter...
Your hands delicately wrapped around his neck, lifting up his button shirt a little to adjust the tie so that it sat flat. Peter's heart began to race with the close proximity of you both, yours did as well but you willed it calm down before guilt came seeping through. Brad was the only guy you were mean't to feel this way around. It hasn't happened yet with him but you knew it would... soon. hopefully.
''You know... it's not too late to back out, stay home, rent some DVD's and eat candy'' You laughed softly at this, thinking of the same memory he was when you would both spend weekend together, sometimes with Ned as well doing just that. It was tempting, to spend the evening with him and blow off Homecoming altogether but you couldn't. You had moved on from that, you were now a girl who had a boyfriend and friends, who went out and socialised and had fun.
Someone who had moved on from their best friend.
''Brad should be here soon'' It felt wrong saying it, licking your lips as you finished tucking in this tie correctly. You took a step back and smiled up at Peter as he glanced down, adjusting the tie slightly before looking back at you.
''Right, wouldn't want to miss Homecoming...'' Homecoming, the dance you had been dreaming of going to with him. You shook your head, probably causing Peter to look at you oddly at the action but you wanted to get rid of these intruding thoughts. Brad, you needed to think about Brad, your boyfriend who is so perfect for you. Not Peter, the guy you had been in love with since-
''Don't go'' Your heart stopped. Did you hear him right? No, no way. You tilted your head to the side in confusion, your skin beginning to prickle as you felt tension soon rise in the quiet room. What the hell was taking Aunt May so long?
''I mean... you s-s-should go, definitely but... not with him...''
''My boyfriend, I shouldn't go with my boyfriend?'' You didn't mean to let anger flow through your tone but it did hold an edge to it. You began to cross your arms over your chest as you looked pointedly at Peter. Peter sighed and dragged a hand over his face. He kept putting his foot in it.
''Uhh... no? Y-yes? I... I don't know'' Your lungs deflated as did your heart when these words left his lips. Of course he didn't.
''That's the thing Peter. You. Don't. Know. I don't think there's been a time where you have known'' You side stepped around him, wanting to just get changed and now meet Brad possibly outside.
''But please, once you figure it out do tell me... if I'm still here'' Did you just give him an ultimatum? You hadn't even realised what you meant by the words till it was too late to take them back. The words left you so quickly that your heart quickened once you saw the expression on his face. He was shocked.
You hated how petty and bitchy you sounded but now wasn't the time to dwell. You continued past him and over to the living room where Aunt May quickly spun around, pretending to work on your dress. That sneaky woman...
''Can I go get changed?'' You asked nicely, smirking to her once she looked at you. She smiled and held at the dress for you to take. Once you did, you quickly raced into the bathroom and threw it on, adjusting you hair one last time in front of the mirror before exiting the room.
''Oh my... sweetie you look amazing!'' Aunt May beamed once she saw you, glancing over to Peter who had joined in his Aunt in the living room with a vacant stare. That quickly changed though once his eyes saw you.
''Doesn't she look amazing, Peter?'' She coaxed her nephew, giving him a little elbow to his stomach as discreetly as she could in front of you when he couldn't utter a single word. Instead he stood rigid with his mouth open in what you thought was disbelief.
''Really pretty'' He said more to himself aloud, a smile soon fighting his way on his lips despite the moment between you two not long ago.
The sound of the door bell soon went off alerting all 3 of you. Aunt May walked off and over to the intercom. Peter was mustering up the courage to speak to you before you inevitably left with Brad. This may be the last chance he has before he loses you forever... like you had said.
''Iloveyou'' It took a total of 10 seconds to compute what flew out of Peter's mouth as he stood in front of you, hands in front clasped together shaking slightly. Your eyes widen in surprise, your heart not even registering the words before the front door swings open, Brad sauntering in with a smirk.
''Hey gorgeous'' You stood frozen, eyes still widen as Brad walks over, eyeing Peter as he pulls you in by the waist, kissing your cheek softly. Your heart began bubbling inside your chest as your own hands began getting clammy. Your breathing hitched in your throat and you felt as if the room had grown 10 degrees in heat.
''Here, I bought this corsage cause I thought it would go perfectly with your dress'' Brad snapped you out of your thoughts and brought you back to planet earth. You cleared your throat and wiped your hands on you dress, letting out a deep shakey breath.
''T-t-thank you that's really t-thoughtful'' Your eyes were still glazed over as his ar settled on your waist, holding you against himself as may snapped some photos of you both. Peter soon walked away from the pair and over towards the front door, eyes lingering on you. He bit his lip and frowned to himself, realising it was indeed too late. he closed his eyes and shook his head, trying to clear his thoughts and emotions before deciding to leave for the Homecoming, alone.
Summary: Peter had spent months searching for you, only to be seemingly in perfect health... in another dimension.
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Searching For You
''We can confirm at least one person has been killed''
The sentence hung in the air stiffly, seeming to suck out the last remaining happiness in the air. The television was a mere echo now in the background, a reminder of the real world and what's happened in the last 24 hours. You had the feeling in your gut something was going to go terribly wrong and it did. The fact that Peter hasn't arrived yet or even called summed up your thoughts pretty well. You already knew what had happened before the words were uttered.
You came to two conclusions, either Peter was dead or Aunt May was. And it didn't take long for you to figure out that it was the latter. Aunt May had been there for you since you were young, she grown on you as a mother figure when things got tough with your family, before they tragically passed away in a car accident when you were 11, unfortunately one you had no recollection of. She took you under her wing and raised both you and Peter as if you were both her own.
All day you had this gut feeling and ignored it, you completely ignored it. Warning Peter didn't help, he refused to let both you and Aunt May stay at the hotel incase anything went wrong. You just wished you had stayed rather than her, it wasn't fair for Peter to become an orphan, he could lose you, not a parent.
Both MJ and Ned visibly shrunk and retracted into themselves, MJ crossing her arms over as she stared the magical cube with anger. You did as well, wishing to tear the thing into a million pieces. It ruined your lives the second it was created.
''Still nothing?'' MJ had asked Ned hopefully, though Ned conveyed a look with both of us that said otherwise.
''No'' he slumped, leaning into his chair even more. You decided to move off the wall and over towards Ned's dinning room table, sitting directly across from MJ and the cube. You grabbed the cube from the table and placed it directly in front of you, letting out a deep breath as you finally let the first tear roll down your cheek. You couldn't quite process anything at the moment, you felt numb on the inside and you suspected the pain would come soon enough.
''I'm gonna press it'' It was the first time you spoke up all evening. You reached forward and pick up the cube, glancing for you desired location.
''Im going to press the button, he hasn't responded yet and I'd promise that I would-''
''No, no I just... I just wish we could see him'' Ned spoke up, circling his arms as he did so. A flickering sound echoed from over near the kitchen and all three pairs of eyes turned to look. Your eyebrows furrowed together when you saw orange sparks fall from mid air, onto the ground then quickly disappear again.
''Ned'' MJ spoke, lifting her head.
''Yeah'' Ned responded, still entranced with what just possibly happened.
''Do that again''
''Yeah, I just wish we could see him'' Your eyes focused as Ned closed his eyes and tried to repeat the same motion just moments ago. this time, a small circle appeared with a different landscape in the middle before closing with the same orange sparks. Was that... no it couldn't be. You placed the cube back down on the table carefully and slowly turned around to face the kitchen and rise with both hands on the table.
''Did you just...?'' You trailed off, not even knowing how to formulate the words. Both MJ and Ned nod their heads profusely in your direction even though you couldn't see them.
''I just wish we could see Peter'' The circle opened again with a booming sound flowing through, the circle growing bigger till it was from ceiling to ground, orange sparks flying everywhere from the opening. You took a cautious step forward, glancing in as you noticed it was quite dark, brick walls on both side and a dumpster near the back. Was this supposed to be an alleyway? What was Peter doing-
Your thoughts were cut off as a figure began approaching the entrance, your eyes widen in fear.
''Close it Ned, like, right now'' Your voice shivered with fear, not liking how quickly the masked figure was approaching.
''Close it'' You begged, eyes widening so fast that you forgot to blink. MJ and Ned instead called out, believing it be the masked superhero.
''Peter! Peter!'' They both called out making you wince. What if this wasn't Peter?
Before you could say anything as the masked person walks through, causing you to take a quick step back due to the proximity. How did the person get their so quickly-
Red and blue spandex welcomed your sight, though something was different. the mask and costume was.... nothing like you've seen Peter wear before as spider-man.
''Hi? No, no, no, no it's okay it's okay, I'm nice guy I-'' The unknown person was cut off by a flying pillow courtesy to Ned's mother who stood terrified in her spot near the archway.
The mask was quickly taken off, showing a head of brown hair and chocolatey brown eyes. This man stood a good few inches taller than yourself, his eyes dancing across everyone in the room.
''Who the hell are you?'' MJ asked from her spot, hands in front of her in self defense.
''i'm Peter Park- wait, Y/N?'' Your eyes instantly shot up to the sound of your name falling from this stranger's lips. The goosebumps flew across your skin at the sound of your name, a mere whisper into the air that made your breath catch in your throat.
''How do you know who I am?'' You asked in confusion, taking another step back away from this so called Peter. His face seemed to have conveyed an emotion you couldn't quite read before returning impassive.
''Sorry you just... remind me of someone'' It didn't take a genius to realise he was lying.
''I'm Peter Parker, I'm Spider-man in my world, and yesterday, I was just here... wow, string theory, multidimensional reality and matter displacement, all real?'' MJ, Ned and you all looked to each other and nodded in unison before glancing back at the new guy. He seemed to have beamed to himself, throwing a fist into the air in happiness.
''This has to be because of the spell'' Ned whispers loud enough for both MJ and I to hear. Mj and I turn to face him in slight confusion before following along. The spell. You quickly looked back to Peter tilted your head to the side, studying his features. He was quite tall compared to the Peter you knew, he had very dishevelled hair and a beard forming just on his chin, though it was only a stubble. His eyebrows were wide and thick which seemed to fit his appearance. Even his lips were outlined just perfectly- wait, you were not seriously beginning to think this was guy anything close to... cute?
Though you had a hard time trying to convince your heart of that, especially seeing as it picked up a pace or two, followed by a small unknown twinge. Of course, while you had absentmindedly studied Peter, the three of them got lost in conversation about magic which quickly bounced you back into reality.
''Prove it'' MJ states.
''Prove what?'' Peter looks at her in confusion, shrugging his shoulders before his eyes fall back onto you. They seem to linger for a little longer than they should before he glances back to Ned and mj.
''That you're Peter Parker'' you nodded your head to him in agreement, needing to see it to believe it yourself. Today has just been too much that there was no way you could take him at his word, despite deep down already believing him for some unknown reason.
''I don't exactly carry an ID on my, kinda defeats the whole purpose of a masked superhero thing-'' Peter was cut off once a loaf of bread softly hit his chest. You tried stifling a laugh when it came in contact then fell to the ground, him not moving an inch, instead just raising his eyebrows in response.
''Why'd you do that?'' he asks, shrugging his shoulders.
''I was trying to see if you have the tingle thing'' MJ responds, hands raised in front of her once again growing suspicious. However, you let out a genuine laugh at the absurdity of the situation altogether. Peter glanced at you and smiled, his eyes creasing at the sides slightly.
''I have the tingle thing, just for bread'' You smiled and tilted your head again, eyes searching for something else to test. Your eyes landed on an apple on the dinning table in the middle of the fruit bowl. Your hand swiftly picked it up and you took a bite before throwing the apple at Peter, Peter catching it instantly in his left hand. You nodded in disbelief.
''Please don't throw any more stuff'' Peter said, mainly at you with a soft smile. Peter glanced down at the bitten into apple and proceeded to take a bite himself, smirking in your direction. You barely knew the guy though it was as if you've known him your entire life. Things were getting stranger by the second.
''You're a deeply mistrusting person and... I respect it'' He states, adoring a smile before jumping a little in his spot, shooting his right hand up to grip onto the ceiling. you took a step forward without realising and gasped at his spider-like reflexes.
''Crawl around'' MJ instructs, holding another loaf of bread in her throwing hand. Peter faces her with disbelief.
''Crawl around?''
''Yes'' MJ quickly chirps back.
''No''
''Please, Peter can so if you are him... as well... you can too'' You butted in, folding your arms over your chest in a friendly way, throwing him an encouraging smile in the process. he looks at you and shakes his head with a smile, redness beginning to spread across his cheeks. He couldn't believe that after all this time of studying and working that he was able to find you. Given you were in another dimension but that wasn't going to stop him and it didn't. He had wanted to tell you everything but he knew now wasn't the time, things needed to happen first before he could begin down that confusing path.
Ned's mother had come in again from her place of shock and asked Ned to convey a message, not wanting to speak up herself in fear, Ned sighed.
''My mother wants you to get the cob web seeing as you are up there'' Peter shook his head but did it anyway, throwing his mask into his mouth as he crawled aside to the other wall and took care of the cob web, hoping down afterwards. He went to speak but was muffled with the mask so he quickly dropped it.
''Are we good?''
''For now'' MJ responds, pulling Ned by his shirt to speak with him quietly. MJ was about to grab you as well but Peter had walked over to you first.
''Do you believe me?'' It seemed important to him that you did and it worried you. How could you have no idea who he is but he seems to know you almost as if you were... friends? You shook your head to clear the thought.
''Maybe... if you tell me how you know me and I... don't know you'' You bit your lip. Peter's eyes fell to this action before quickly glancing away, wiping his face.
''It's a long story, just know that I'm not here to hurt you, in fact, I have spent the past 3 months trying to find you'' 3 months?
''That doesn't make any sense, 3 months ago I was-'' Peter knew what you were about to say and dread instantly flooded him.
''In a coma, due to a falling accident off a building, you barely made it out alive'' He got choked up near the end and glanced away from you, almost as if he was feeling guilty.
''How could you possibly know that?'' Maybe this wasn't Peter, maybe this was another villain in disguise. maybe this one could mind read and was trying to manipulate you and your friends.
''I can explain everything please, just trust me'' He reached for your hand and clasped it with his own before letting it go hastily, scolding himself for doing that. Your eyes furrowed when you felt the heat from his touch and the tingles that were left behind. A headache was soon forming and you began to feel overwhelmed, this was all too much to handle on top of everything else.
''Look, our friend needs help and I think you can help him, but I think that... deep down, I don't want to be around you, almost like... it hurts to be'' The words were flowing out of the deepest part of you though you had no idea where they originated from. They were truthful, there was a twinge of pain when being near this Peter and it had a familiar lingering feeling. Your eyes didn't miss the hurt that flashed across his face, the disappointment and understanding settling in. That was more painful to watch then anything.
''I understand, if that's what you want then I'll leave, forever, I just...'' He stopped and took a step closer, bringing you both only inches apart. Your breathing hitched in your throat as your welled up with unshed tears. It was the weirdest thing to feel such heavy emotions without even knowing where they were coming from in the first place.
His hand instinctively found your cheek and his thumb lightly caressed. the same warmth and tingles came rushing back to the surface, making your cheeks go beet red. You almost wanted to look away sheepishly in embarrassment but something inside of you was refusing to let you do that.
''Need to do this before I lose you again'' He swiftly bent down and closed the gap, placing his soft plump lips onto yours in a sweet, loving, chaste kiss. he pulled away soon after despite the rush you both felt once your lips made contact. Your eyes had fluttered shut for that moment, not even processing what was happening till he pulled away and dropped his hand from your cheek. The cold instantly hit once he took a few steps back, glancing behind you to MJ and Ned who watched on in complete bewilderment. You bit your bottom lip as your eyes never left his face even though he didn't glance in your direction again. Your heart was beating like crazy now, as if it had finally awoken after a long slumber.
Who was this guy?
''Come with us, we know where to find Peter'' Ned spoke.
A/N: I don't know how to feel about this, I wanted to try a piece where the reader knows of TASM Peter but forgets about it in this world and when he arrives after searching for them for so long emotions get high but they don't remember anything, if anyone would like me to make this a mini series or with another part let me know! I'd love to discover this possible further and unravel the story even more. Much love xx
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