Synopsis: Peter is there for you, his best friend, the one he is in love with, after you get stood up by your date
Lots lots of fluff, soft angsty? If I forgot something let me know<3
The writing is really bad, so I sincerely apologise! I hope you still enjoy! Mwah! Thank you!
You anxiously bit down on your bottom lip, as you take in the reflection of yourself in your full body mirror.
"Peter, do you think I look alright..?” You question your best friend, who was seated on your bed and has been watching you examine yourself over five minutes now.
You looked at him through the mirror, as your face softened, yet blushed at the same time. "Thanks, Pete” you smiled fondly at him for a moment.
Inhaling deeply, you turn around to face him fully, you straightened down your soft pink dress, that reached just below your knees. The dress fit you perfectly, bringing out just the right curves, the soft colour was bringing out your gentle and slight pale skin tone, due to the weather in New York.
Despite how superbly you looked, you still carried your insecurities and doubted your choice in clothing.
"Peter, do I really look alright?” You furrowed your eyebrows in concern, as you go on with your rambling "I m-mean is this not too overdressed..or underdressed? O-r what if it is absolutely horrific and makes me loo-“ you were cut of, by Peter, who was quick to jump off the bed and strike towards you.
He grasped your hand tenderly in his, as he looked at you with a fond expression.
"y/n/n, you look so so incredible, heck you look absolutely perfect, despite the wrong choice of shoes” he shrugged as he tilted his head down.
You promptly gazed at your feet, only to realise, you have been fooled by Peter. Ready to accuse him, he cut you off once again.
"Relax” he snickered, as he gave your hands a reassuring squeeze. "Take a deep breath and repeat this, I look beautiful”
You pointedly stare at him, before obeying nevertheless. Hesitantly repeating his words.
"I look beautiful” you replicate his words, stretching out all three words.
Peter gave you a soft nod in approval, before urging you out of your room, to pick out a pair of shoes in the shoe rack, that was in the hallway, next to the door
A pensive hum escaped your lips, as you look at all your pairs of shoes, before grabbing simple white Air Force.
"Perfect” Peter beamed cheerfully, despite the anger he felt, as he wasn’t the lucky guy to take such a wonderful human being as you, on a date. He was cursing himself, for never confirming his feelings to you.
Not knowing that this was the exact reason, why you had agreed in the beginning to go on a date with Harry, you were trying to get over your long term crush on Peter, fearing his feelings would be never mutual, and not daring to put the friendship of the both you at risk.
"It’s time” Peter announced softly, making you look up at him, you brought him into a tight hug. Peters arms slid around your waist and he gave you a gentle squeeze.
“Thank you, Pete” you mumbled into his neck, Peters hand ran up and down your back, unbeknownst holding you tighter, in hopes you wouldn’t leave. “Always” he whispered tentatively. You inhaled his scent for a moment, before letting go of him reluctantly.
"I will be here when you come back” Peter smiled softly, despite the fact that he truly did not want you to go on that date. You placed a quick kiss on his cheek.
"I will see you then” Peter felt his cheek redden, but before you could notice you were out the door, wanting to get over that date and come back to Peter.
Peters gaze lingered on you, until you weren’t in his sight anymore, he slowly closed the door and pursed his lips. "Man, why can’t I just tell her” he murmured frustrated to himself.
Honestly Peter had not expected you to call him just an hour later, furrowing his brows in concern, he picked up.
"y/n, what’s up..? A-are you alright?” He hurried, he heard you breathe out.
"I…kinda got stood up….c-can you pick me up? I feel so stupid” In no time had Peter thrown on his shoes and left the house, as he angrily pursed his lips.
“Such a dick, I am getting you now, stay on the phone” Peter only with his mask on, swung his way to your location. You heard his erratic breathing.
"I told you no swinging while on the phone” you began to scold, but then you were swooped up swiftly by Peter. Iron grip on your waist while he swung the both of you to your flat.
“Oh my god!” You screeched and wrapped your arms around his waist tightly, squeezing your eyes shut, you buried your face in Peters chest. "Are you crazy?! Holy shit” Peter only chuckled, as he landed. He held you, while you attempted to crawl through your window, once you were in Peter followed and closed the window.
You watched as Peter tugged his mask off and threw it to the ground, then strolled over to you, instantly bringing you into his arms.
"It’s his loss, you’re the best thing anyone could ever wish for y'know…” he kept holding you, as your shoulders sagged, you were not even sad about being stood up. It’s just you wanted Peter. "To be honest….I am not really upset, I did not want to go actually” you hesitantly began.
Peter shook his head and frowned “then…why…? Why would you agree to go on a date then?” He asked confused, yet his hand stroked your side to assure you.
You opened your mouth to speak, to tell him exactly why, but then you closed it again, simply shrugging and avoiding eye contact.
Peter knew you good enough, that you were just too afraid to tell the truth, so he brought his hand to your cheek cautiously. “y/n, what is it? You can talk to me” his eyes searched for yours, trying to read your properly.
Fuck it you thought as you blurted his name out "Peter, you it’s you, that’s why…” Peter tilted his head and furrowed his brows in confusion.
"me? Because of me? What’s that supposed to mean?” He asked and let out a breath. Worry then covered his features, asking himself what he had done to lead you on to go on a date with Harry.
“T-this will probably mess up everything now….” You let out shakily, as you looked down at the ground, eyes welling up with tears.
“I-m going to lose you now, b-but I can’t…keep it any longer, w-which I am so so sorry about, Peter” you rambled anxiously, you loved Peter so dearly, you didn’t even intent on getting emotional, you brought your hands up to cover your face embarrassed, thinking that you’re overreacting.
Peter grasped both your hands and pulled them away from your face, slowly lacing his fingers with yours, his eyes met yours again and he gave you a calm nod, urging you on to continue.
“I am not going anywhere, I will not leave you” he reassured once more, so you continued on with your rambling.
"I-I am kind of in love with you…actually I am super certain that I am in love with you. And I know best friends aren’t supposed to fall in love, b-but guess what. I am in love with you” you laughed tearfully at how silly you sounded, but Peter, he adored every second of it.
You looked at Peter helplessly, as you bit down onto your bottom lip anxiously. However Peters face lit up, the biggest smile growing on his face. His heart pounded faster in his chest, as he joyfully pressed his lips onto yours.
At first you did not reciprocate the kiss, but as soon as you overcame your shock, you kissed him back almost too eagerly, causing both of you to giggle.
Peter kissed you again, love radiating off the kiss, you returned it happily. Your lips locked like a perfect matching puzzle.
Peter pulled away a few inches "I am in love with you…I always have been” he mumbled against your lips.
Your heart swelled in joy and both of you let out a soft giggle.
I got a new plug in the mail today and my Doms are making me wait til they get off work to try it out, but they said I could edge til then. Wanna be stupid for them when they get home, 'm gonna be so wet they won't even have to stretch me. I can't wait to be all filled up but the teasing is almost better than getting what I want 🤤
Aw this is adorable! Stupid and waiting to be filled is a wonderful mindset to have for a lil dummy.
I hope the anticipation was worth it sweetheart! And I hope you have had lots of fun with your new plug darlin.
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