A/N: This is my first time writing for Peter so I hope it doesn’t flop. I think it’s really cute though.
Summery: Peter is very affectionate and he loves when his shy girl is affectionate towards him
Pairing: Peter Parker x Stark Reader
Word count: 1.4k+
Warnings: It is tooth rotting fluff
You never outright said you were dating. Everyone knew, but you never made an official announcement. Nothing really changed about the dynamic between you and Peter since before you started dating either. You were always close to each other; it was just how you guys liked to be.
Maybe it was the subtle changes, like how Peter kissed you more often. Not that forehead kisses were all that rare before when you were “just friends” but now they appeared a few more times a day. Or maybe it was the fact that Peter always had some kind of contact with you. Again, not that you guys weren’t always super close together before, but now it was almost constant.
The thing that must have really tipped it off was how affectionate you had become. You were never big on hugs and the whole deal, but ever since Peter finally gained the courage to ask you out, you were a little more physical. It was the shy grabbing of his hand while you sat in the lab and watched your dad work on something and the simple head on shoulder lean that made Peter beam.
You were sitting together at lunch when MJ caught on.
“What’s up with you two today? You’re acting like second graders sitting next to their crush,” she commented. It was kinda true, you had been acting a little shyer than usual around Peter. The whole relationship thing was very new to you.
You giggled at Peter’s confused expression. He had only asked you out three days ago. You were studying in his room together and he casually asked you out.
You were sitting at his desk, writing a paper for AP Lang while he sat on his bed. He was supposed to be working on a robotics assignment but he kept getting distracted.
He thought you looked more beautiful than ever. You were wearing his hoodie because you were complaining about being cold earlier. Your hair was in a ponytail as usual, and you looked like you were about to fall asleep any second. He thought it might’ve been from boredom at first but he realized that he was thinking about you: Y/N Stark. You were on a competitive essay writing team. Writing an essay was fun for you. It must have been the sleep deprivation. Things had been a little hectic lately.
“Pete, did you hear anything I just said?” you asked with a hint of a smile on your face. “Where are you tonight?”
“Sorry,” he said. “I’m getting lost in your beauty.” He smiled when you giggled.
“Okay, Prince Charming. Tell me which sentence sounds better.”
He listed while you read part of your essay to him. “The second one.”
“Thanks.” You turned back to your laptop and he went back to staring at you.
“Y/N,” he said, prompting you to turn in your chair and look back at him.
“Peter.”
“Have I told you how pretty you look tonight?”
“Yes. As matter of fact, you told me about twenty seconds ago.”
“Well, it’s true.”
“You look quite handsome yourself.”
“You know,” He got off his bed and walked towards you. “I think you're pretty in more than just the ‘you’re my beautiful best friend’ kind of way. I think you’re pretty in the ‘I have a crush on you and your beauty is so distracting but I love it’ kind of way.” You could see the nerves in the eyes and they were probably pretty close to the butterflies you felt in your stomach.
“I think you’re pretty handsome in the ‘you’re so handsome that my dad noticed me staring at you’ kind of way,” you said, looking up from the spot you had been intensely staring at.
“Do you wanna make it ‘you’re so pretty ‘cause you’re my girlfriend’ kind of way?” He placed his hand over yours. His face was impossibly close. If you leaned forward even the tiniest bit, you could kiss him.
“Yeah.” It came out as a whisper.
Peter grinned and leaned forward, pressing his soft lips against yours.
“I think you’re really handsome in the ‘you’re my boyfriend’ kind of way.”
“What makes you say that?” he asked MJ, his thumb rubbing circles into your hand under the table.
“You guys are acting weird. You usually talk to each other more than this,” Mj said, accidentally brushing her orange off the table. “Shoot.” She leaned down to grab it and noticed your hands under the table.
You leaned your head on Peter’s shoulder for a second. You had only been dating for three days but wow, you loved him.
“You guys are holding hands,” MJ said, eyes squinted as she put the pieces together. “You guys are dating?” Her face lit up at the realization.
“Hey guys,” Ned said as he approached the table.
“Y/N and Peter are dating.”
“What? When did this happen? How did you not tell us?”
“Relax, guys,” you said. “We just got together on Friday.”
“You still could’ve texted us,” Ned insisted. “I can’t believe you didn’t tell us!”
The next person to notice was Nat. You had just come back from a mission and Peter seemed to be a little more clingy with you than usual. You had hurt your knee a little and Peter was all over you.
He was like that every time you got hurt, no matter how small the injury was, but this time, he was a little more insistent that you let him take care of you. He eventually calmed down enough for you to fall asleep on him.
“What’s up with him?” Tony mumbled as he walked past the two of you. You were on the couch, Peter’s head propped up by the armrest while you laid on top of him.
“They’ve been super close for the past week,” Nat mumbled. “Peter was all over Y/N when we got back.”
“Well she’s all over him now.”
“I bet Parker finally made a move.” She turned to Tony with a smirk on her face.
“Finally. I’ve been telling them for months to just go at it already. Peter was all like ‘I don’t think she likes me back’ and I was so tired of listening to it. I kept saying ‘just ask my daughter out already, yeesh’. He took forever to follow those orders. ” He looked at you for a second before turning around and heading up to his room for the night.
Nat smiled as she grabbed a blanket and put it over you. “Finally.”
Eventually people started figuring it out. If the constant affection wasn’t enough to tell them, Peter’s promposal was.
He made a sign that said “My Spidey sense thinks you might want to go to Prom with me. Is it ever wrong?”
“Why’d you make a sign, you idiot? Of course I’m gonna go with you,” you said between laughs.
“I can’t just expect you to go with me, I have to ask you,” Peter insisted, dropping the sign as you came towards him to give him a hug.
“I love you, ya goof,” you murmured, pressing you lips on his.
“Love you too, pretty girl,” he said once you took a breath, leaning back in for another because he could simply never get enough.
Your shyness was common knowledge just about everywhere. You didn’t talk to a lot of people, you avoided answering questions in class if you could, and you were the last person to volunteer to present. You also weren’t huge on giving affection.
Sure, Peter had a hand on you every chance he could get. Whether it be your hand or the small of you back, he was always touching you in some way. He gave you forehead kisses every chance he got because he knew you loved them and he was always up for a hug. He was a big fan of PDA. You were not. Even with just a few people around, you were very reserved about how you interacted with him.
That’s why he was surprised this morning. He was sitting in the kitchen, talking to Steve and Sam. He didn’t even notice your tired figure coming up behind him.
You wrapped your arms around him and buried your face in his neck. He jumped slightly, caught off guard. He turned his head to look at you and press a kiss to the top of your head.
“Mornin’, baby,” he mumbled into your hair with a smile.
“You’re really warm.” You lifted your head to look at him. “I’m not even that cold but this feels really nice.”
“You’re up early today,” he commented. It was seven. You usually weren’t up until eight.
“I missed you.”
“Once I finish breakfast we can go back to your room and cuddle, yeah?”
