i could teach you ll peter parker (andrew's version)
a/n: hiiiii my sweets, it's nina! happy holidays! i just watched tasm again and it got me in the mood for absolute peter fluff, i'm dying.
pairings: peter parker x reader
word count: 2.5k
word bank: y/m/l/n- your moms last name
warnings: fluff warning
could the day be any more boring? you were currently sitting in the lounge chair in your room, reading a book you'd received from someone for christmas. to be quite honest, it was terrible. after a while your eyes started to peel away from the book and onto the cream walls around you.
was it closing in on you or were you falling asleep? unable to tell you shut your eyes.
downstairs, there was a knock at the door. soon enough, your mom came over to open it, grabbing the cold metal handle and pulling it towards herself.
now that the door was opened, it revealed a brown haired-brown eyed boy. he'd been moving his feet around anxiously, and his head snapped up to look your mother in the eyes.
"he- hey mrs.y/m/l/n! i uh, is y/n here?" he smiled at her and she smiled back. his hands were on front of him, holding his skateboard pressed against his body. your boyfriend was truly a character of his own.
“hi peter, she is, she’s upstairs.”
he nodded and looked behind her at the stairs in your house.
“cool, cool. um- so uh-“ his hand found its way to the back of neck, scratching it lightly while trying to find the right words to say.
“do you- or would you, i should say would you- would you mind if i took y/n to the skating park? it’s like over by the creamery,” he pointed his thumb backwards, “y’know the one that just opened up?”
he looked up at her, not finished with what he was saying but wanted to see her facial expression. she had the same look she’d had two seconds ago, so he couldn’t tell how this would go. your mom really liked peter, so she was just confused as to why he was over analyzing a simple hang out with his girlfriend, but still, she stuck through it because he was being a gentlemen.
“yeah so i just wanted to show her some-“
“11.” she said firmly, moving to the side and opening the door wider, giving him space to come in.
he instead stayed put, and his eyebrows furrowed. 11?
scratching his forehead confused, he looked at her again.
“11?” he repeated.
“her curfew. i don’t mind as long as she’s back by 11.” she pointed at him and then to the stairs. he grinned widely and walked in,
“thank you so much!”
“you know you could’ve just asked to come in, right?” she stated as he stood at the bottom of the steps with his hand on the railing and the other on his board.
“i-uh…yeah of course i did i just wanted to give you the full plan.” peter said, trying to save himself from that whole speech. he always came in from the window in your room, so coming in from the front and having to talk to your mom and confront her with plans was new to him, since you asked him why he was “afraid” to last time.
she nodded and he took that as a signal to go upstairs. he practically ran, so eager to see you. he turned left and walked all the way down the hall, approaching the last door, your door. he knocked lightly- and you looked up from the other side, wondering who it was.
opening the door you were met by the most handsome face you’d ever seen. your boyfriends. a grin shot up onto your face, jumping onto him. he let go of his board quickly and it fell onto the floor. he was the person you’d least expected to come in through that door.
“hey baby!”
“hi gorgeous.”
your legs were wrapped around his torso tightly. his hands found your waist and gripped it. cupping his cheek your eyes looked down onto his lips with overbearing lust in your eyes. he could sense you wanted to kiss him, so he leaned into you and pressed his soft lips against yours.
your lips intertwined, moving back and forth with each other. both trying to fight a silent battle of who loved each other more. he groaned as he remembered the door was open and started taking steps backwards towards the walls and not the door. farthest from the door as he could be he, his left hand cupped your cheek now, continuing to kiss you immensely. with his right hand he webbed the door closed as quick as he could. noticing your eyebrows furrowed and broke the kiss, and you stared at the door he’d just closed.
“how did you just do that?”
“got my suit under here beautiful.” you nodded in understanding. he pressed his forehead against yours, and guided your face to look at him.
“you came in through the front door. i’ve gotta say i’m impressed parker.” your fingers brushed his lips, wiping a bit of your lip gloss off the bottom one.
you we’re still clinging onto him, and he was still amused by it. you were as close to him as could be, and that was the thing he loved most. you were safe in his arms.
“oh yeah. did the whole asking permission from your mom thing, awkward rambling thing too.”
“oooooh the rambling?” your face scrunched up, making slight fun about his adorable banter he does when he’s nervous.
he leaned his forehead into yours and mimicked the same face you were making right then. you giggled and pecked his lips.
“so anyways,-
you jumped off of him, but left your arms up behind his neck, listening to what he had to say.
“i wanted to take you out. like to skate- i thought we could skate together. i was at the park earlier but i wasn’t having any fun without you. and then it hit me,” he smiled, and pointed to his head, now talking about himself,
“maybe you should teach y/n how to do this so she could come with you instead of just imagining her here.”
he imagines you in places with him when you’re not!
you pouted at his adorable-ness, he was so cute for wanting to teach you things he loved himself. but you were just nervous because you’d watched him so many times, you know how easy it is to stumble on these things. the amount of bandaids and cleaning up you’d had to do for him was what was going through your mind.
“you think i could learn? i mean i bust my ass just walking- he cupped your mouth to prevent any bad self talk that was about to come out.
“you can, i know it. my girl has plenty of talents-“ and with that sentence he smirked at you. knowing exactly what he was referring to, you put your thumb over his mouth and rolled your eyes.
you let go of peters embrace and walked over to your closet, grabbing a jacket and slipping it on, and then your shoes. you walked over to your bed now, and started placing them on. trying to fix the sole of your shoe while getting up, your head was still down as you spoke.
“how long of a walk is the park from here cause i could tell-"
he cut you off swiftly,
“who said we were walking?”
you looked up confused and placed your foot on the ground just to be met with the boy in his spider-man suit.
“no. peter! we are not-“
next thing you knew you were swinging through the streets of new york, screaming at the top of your lungs and trying to find a place for your face to tuck into. the wind was blowing so hard on the both of you, and you were full on panicking. swinging was something that you happened to despise, but enough to like it when your boyfriend did it, preferably without you.
your hands glided his face, trying to find a place to put them.
“baby i cant see!”
“oh my god oh my god oh my god peter im going to kill you!”
your eyes opened and widened at the sight. you were above the mean streets of new york, and cars below you seemed like ants compared to where you were.
you guys finally arrived at the park, and he landed behind a small restroom area, to take off his mask and put his clothes on. as soon as you landed, you stumbled over yourself, peter catching you. you pushed him off of you lightly.
“are you crazy?!”
you hit his chest lightly and looked at him with enough intensity for lasers to start shooting out of your eyes.
as he was putting on his pants he looked at you with big puppy eyes.
“no! i just wanted you to see how it felt!” he reasoned, you rolled your eyes and pointed at him,
“seeing you do it yourself always gives me a heart attack, you think i wanted to do it?!”
“well y’know maybe? i don’t know it was quick though! it was quick! please don’t hate me, i love you!”
he walked over to you with his pleading eyes and placed his hand on your cheek and kissed you over and over until you mumbled,
“i love you too.”
he stepped back, and admired you, glad you weren’t mad anymore.
“good. great let’s go.” he smiled and grabbed your hand, practically running to the park.
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it was about three hours into it. you’d been at it for too long now. all you learned was how to literally ride it. like, get on it, and push off without falling. that's it. he’d been trying to show you how to do a kick flip, but every time you got on the board you scared yourself and got off.
you kicked, you fell off.
kicked again, this time the board went flying and lets just say it was a good thing peter had amazing reflexes.
"come on you got it!" he yelled, holding his hands in a clap form right in front of his mouth.
and you fell once again.
“c'mon baby look,
he grabbed your waist, and you placed your foot on the board as instructed. your left foot was at the top of the board, while the right was at the very bottom of it, he placed his chin on your shoulder to inspect your form, and nodded.
"okay, good, now lean."
you turned you head up at him, from looking down at your feet before and gave him a confused look.
"lean?"
"like lean forwards, your toes, point them forwards so the board is leaning towards the floor, but not so much that it is."
you nodded and looked down starting to point your toes. peters hands got a better grip onto you and helped keep your body upright.
nights like these were ones that you were forever grateful for. nights where it was just you and peter, and no one else. no spider-man either. you loved him as spider-man, sure, but it was so stressful and your forever priority was peter, always. he was the person you fell in love with, not spider-man, even though you learned to love him as well.
you knew you were peters main priority but obviously fighting crime was up there with you. these moments meant the world to him because it was a break from his crazy life. you were his muse, the person that kept him going. the person who helped him care about not just spider-man, but peter parker as well. you made him have time for himself. he would be forever grateful for you.
"okay good, now put all of your weight on your back foot, and kick up but make sure to kick and then land on the board so you dont fall,"
"yeah okay sounds easy enough, tony hawk!"
he chuckled and let go of your waist, stepping back and looking at you. you just stood there as well, in the same position he left you on the board. you looked at him questionably and just took a deep breath.
and with that he smiled and shot you a thumbs up, in means of good luck. what you didn't want, was to fall all over again. it was inevitable at this point though, because surely after so many tries you weren't going to make it.
so, you looked down and bent your knees, and kicked up like he'd said earlier.
and before you knew it your feet were back on the board, reasonably about to fall off, but you'd still made it!
your eyes went wide and when you turned around peters were as big as yours. he ran over to you, and lifted you up in the air. you guys were so excited! you'd actually made it after many tries. lets be honest, you were both shocked and relieved you didn't fall and scrape a knee or two.
letting go of his embrace you were grinning from ear to ear. "i totally just fucking did that!"
chuckling he looked down and then back up at you, lifting his hand up for a high five in which you gave to him. peters fingers held onto yours, turning your high five into a hand hold. his cold fingers met yours, and pulled your body into his in one swift move.
with his other hand, he grabbed a piece of your wild hair and tucked it back behind your ear, and then grabbed your chin lightly so you were looking straight up at him. with the biggest smile his face he said,
"i told you you could do it. my girls a professional. like, better then me, even."
you agreed and nodded your head with a sarcastic smile on your face. you slowly inched closer and closer to his face letting your feet tiptoe so you became taller to reach him.
"i know, i think i'm ready for the big leagues baby"
"oh yeah, most definitely" you both looked into each others eyes and he slowly grabbed your neck bringing it close to him, and attached his lips to yours. as they intertwined you could feel him smile. your heart was full, this was all you'd ever wanted. you were happy.
breaking up the kiss you let go of him and walked backwards, to go grab your water on the ground. turning around and bending to the floor, you go up and uncapped the bottle, a thought occurring in your mind.
"hey pete,-" you started, taking a sip of the ice cold water bottle.
"how am i getting home?" you finished while closing the bottle and turning around.
you were met not by your boyfriend, but spider-man.
"oh hell no-"
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a/n: hi loves! this was a fic that took me multiple days to finish! i really tried to incorporate peters little stutter he does, (especially when he's nervous, at least in TASM) because i feel like it's very influential to his character! i lovveeeeddd writing this one so much and i think its now one of my favorites! if you have any specific requests or even a broad idea of something you'd want me to write let me know! if you could leave me some feedback it is super appreciated! -nina <3
