Jealous? (Peter Parker x Reader)
Request: “ Hi :) I just watched SM:HC and I have a request :) Reader is a friend of Peter & Ned and in love with Peter. At some point Peter makes a comment about reader’s not getting any affection from guys so at Liz’s party reader shows up with a mini black dress and everyone drools over her even Liz tries to be friends with her and jelous peter! <3 Pls pls pls :)”
Movie/ Book: Spiderman: Homecoming
Warnings: Fluff/ Angst/ Smut (no warnings)
There you go, lovely anon!
Peter hurriedly walked out of the gym, you and Ned trying to catch up with him.
“You- Spider-man- how- you know Spider-man?” You said, an expression of shock riddled on your face, failing to form coherent sentences.
Peter sighed. He looked annoyed with Ned for blurting out that he knew Spider-man. “Yes, I-I- we’ve met…”
“Hey, it’s okay, y’know. Look at the bright side! Liz Allan invited us to her party!” You said lightly, though you didn’t like the fact that she had just invited Peter because he knew Spider-man. You liked Peter, and you’d tried to make it obvious, but he was too busy pining after the popular senior.
He smiled at your comment. “Yeah, that’s good. Maybe she finally likes me.”
Ned rolled his eyes. “Or maybe she just wants to invite Spider-man at her party.”
You tried to hide a smile. Ned was on your side. “Yup,” You said, nonchalantly agreeing with Ned.
Peter frowned. “I don’t think so,” His frown curved into a smirk, “What about you, Y/N? Maybe you’re jealous? Who’s asked you out till now, hm? Why don’t boys drool over you?”
You rolled your eyes. “Oh, please, Parker. Lots of people have asked me out. I’m hot property, so I say no.” Okay. That wasn’t a complete lie. Derek Farrell asked you out in fifth grade.
“Yeah, right.” He said, cocking his head to the side, “As if,”
“See you at the party, Peter,” You said, your eyes narrowing playfully as you hurried to your locker.
You smoothened your black dress as you rung the doorbell. It barely reached your thighs, but you didn’t feel uncomfortable tonight. Your H/C hair had been straightened out, and you had applied dark lipstick. Overall, you would say that it was a good job. You wondered if Peter and Ned were inside.
“Hey, Y/N!” Liz said, smiling brightly as she opened the door. She looked at your dress approvingly, “Someone’s gonna make the guys drool over her,”
You smiled, remembering Peter’s words earlier that day about how no one drooled over you. “Thanks,”
You both walked into the main area of her humongous mansion. People were partying everywhere, plastic cups in their hands, sloshing with drinks.
You walked over to the DJ area, not in the mood to stay in a corner tonight. A few moments later, someone tapped you on your shoulder. It was Ned, who was smiling cheerfully at the sight of you, while Peter’s jaw rested comfortably on the floor, his cheeks bright red.
“Hi,” You said to the both of them, smirking. Peter looked as if he had something stuck in his throat. After a long while, he muttered. “H-hey Y/N,”
You noticed Flash staring at you, his eyes lighting up. You smiled at him flirtatiously, ready to show Peter that guys did drool over you.
“Hey, beautiful,” Flash murmured in your ear, winking at you. You giggled (which was highly unnatural, but you had to show Peter).
“Hey, Flash,” You purred seductively.
“What’s brewing here?” A senior who you recognized as Samuel said, smirking at you. You waved. He had helped you decorate for the Homecoming last year.
“Uh-did-I-tell-you-guys-that-she’s-my-date?!” Peter blurted at top speed.
“Didn’t catch that,” You said, turning to him. Your heels gave you a height boost, so you were on eye level with him. It was weird because normally, you were an inch or two shorter than him.
“She’s my date,” Peter said confidently, grabbing your hand. You tried hard not to blush. He was noticing you. Had he really said that?!
“Oh, come on,” Samuel said, rolling his eyes. “I’m not falling for that.”
“You can’t get this hot chick, Penis Parker,” Flash said, shooting you a flirty wink. Peter rolled his eyes, pulling you away from the both of them and took you to the drinks counter.
“What are you doing?” You said, ignoring the giddy feeling in your stomach you felt because your hand was in his.
“Look- just don’t talk to them- okay?” He said, letting out a frustrated sigh and looking down, For a moment, you actually thought he was looking at your lips. But that had to be a figment of your imagination…
“Why not?” You asked nonchalantly, (reluctantly) pulling your hand out of his and crossing your arms.
He frowned. “Just don’t, okay?”
“I need a reason,” -you smiled suddenly- “Hey, are you…jealous? Those boys were drooling over me?”
His ears reddened. “What?- pfft -no-” He suddenly smirked. “Wait…were you trying to make me jealous? Do you like me?”
Now it was your turn to blush. “No, I don’t like you, shut up.”
“So this annoys you?” He whispered, leaning closer till the tips of your noses were touching.
“Uh-” You mumbled. You honestly didn’t know how to react.
“This doesn’t bother you?” He said, moving to kiss your jaw. Your heart leaped, but your brain reminded you that he was only teasing you.
“It does,” You whispered before you could stop yourself.
“And I was jealous too,” He said, taking a step back and smiling slyly.
You smirked, placing a quick kiss on his cheek and retreating into the crowd. His smile faded.
“Hey!” He said, “Are you going to just leave it at this?”
“Maybe,” You said, winking.
(I had so much fun writing this honestly)
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