This is a Peter Parker x Reader, hope you like it! It's set a little later in Peter's high school life btw. Enjoy!
If you didn't already know:
Y/n = your name
Y/n's POV
I had been dating Peter Parker for over two months now, and I still wasn't used to it. He was kind, random and not to mention adorable – all these things made my heart flutter and I still blushed whenever he said or did something cute. And he did that a lot.
Instead of sitting at home doing absolutely nothing today I was making my way to Peter's place with a spring in my step. He had just moved out of his Aunt May's apartment and into his own recently, and I'd visited him once when he needed help unpacking, so today would be the second time. I couldn't wait! But I couldn't show any expression on the train filled with miserable New Yorkers.
"Hey!" The door swung open revealing Peter and his fluffy, springy hair, with an excited grin on his face.
I already felt so happy seeing him that a wide smile grew on my face. "Hi," I greeted as I hugged him – the best thing about hugs is he can't see you're blushing I thought to myself happily. "Oh, I made you something," I remembered, reluctantly pulling out of the hug. I gave him a container with a slice of chocolate cake in it.
His face lit up. "Sweet! Thanks y/n..." he hummed. He looked a little dazed, but then he perked up. "Oh! Sorry, come in." He ushered me inside and I smiled at his cuteness.
"Wow, it's so clean in here," I noticed.
Peter nodded with pride, "Yeah, had to clean up for my girlfriend," he laughed, sliding into his kitchen, which was connected to the living room, and setting the cake down on the counter. "We can eat that later," he decided.
I nodded and smiled, remembering when he said my girlfriend two seconds ago.
"So how you doing?" He asked with a wink.
"I'm good, I missed you," I said, blushing and sitting on the couch. "Oh is this new?!" I pointed at the coffee table I suddenly saw.
"Ya, you like it? Aunt May came here yesterday for a bit for the first time. She said it's nice, and uh, also that it matches my eyes..."
"So she's okay?"
"Yeah! Yeah, she said it's good for me to move out, so I can mature and stuff. Besides she's pretty close by if I need anything."
"That's good to hear."
He smiled. "Missed you too, by the way. So, I have that movie we couldn't watch the other day, should I go get it?"
"Yep!"
"Well I also bought a new throw, it's really soft," his voice echoed as he left the room.
"Yay!"
Peter's POV
I sort of... skipped down the hallway, but like, obviously a really manly type of skipping. Y/n was awesome, I just wanted to... never mind. I had to stop myself from getting all flustered, it totally wasn't cool. I liked having my own apartment, because she could always come round. And also Aunt May couldn't get mad at me when Spider-Man had to make late night trips. Ever since she found out about my alter-ego she never ever let me climb out of my window after 9pm. I grabbed my Lord of the Rings box set from under my bed, where I kept all the stuff I didn't have time to tidy, and returned downstairs to y/n.
The new place wasn't big, but it was... cosy – and apparently y/n had made herself cosy inside the fluffy blanket on the sofa. "It's soft, right?" I laughed, inserting the disc into the PS4.
"So soft. It's perfect for a movie. Oh, Peter, do you have popcorn?"
My ears involuntarily perked up when she said my name. "Yep I'll go-"
"No, it's okay I'll go make it for you," she insisted, hopping out of the nest she had made. She was so nice. I found myself having a daydream about her, while the movie started up. I won't share the details but when I snapped out of it I found I had drooled a little.
Y/n's POV
Watching movies with Peter was incredibly enjoyable. We were both comfortably inside the blanket and his arm was wrapped around me. I was close to him, so I could feel it when he spoke or cleared his throat – I felt like a cat when it gets scratched under the chin – this was utter bliss. And I loved the movie too. Although, Peter was the type to comment on logical errors in films, seeing as he loved physics so much. For me, it was hilarious when he murmured stuff like, "In what world would that even make sense?" or "Congratulations you just broke Physics."
We decided to watch the next movie in the trilogy. But neither of us would get up.
"Oh, even the credits are over... I guess one of us should swap the discs," Peter sighed.
"Mm-hm." I cuddled him even more. "You should."
"Well I don't really wanna move right now," he chuckled, pressing his nose to my head. He squeezed me gently.
"If you go do it I'll give you a kiss," I promised, although I was already planning to do that.
"Sold. But I can't move if you don't get off me."
"Okay... fine." I reluctantly pulled away, and felt a little cold suddenly.
He switched the discs and started up the film, then hurried back before it began and climbed back into the soft pillow fort. He blushed and looked at me intently. "Can I have the kiss now?"
I smiled and gave him a peck on a cheek. He glowed and buried his head in my neck. "That doesn't technically count but I'll let you off this time..." his muffled voice vibrated through my collarbone and neck, making me giggle. "Tell me when it starts," he purred.
After three hours of guys fighting on horseback, and a few toilet breaks – mostly Peter's ones, we were finally finished with the film.
"y/n, I ordered pizza, it's coming in about a half hour," he announced.
I checked my phone for the time. "Whoa, it's late! Ten thirty already..."
"Well yeah we spent ages watching those movies. Don't worry if it gets too late you can stay."
"S-stay?" I felt myself go red. "Okay, um, we'll see!"
We had finished dinner and I helped Peter clean up. "You know, it's almost midnight," Peter reminded me, as he picked up the pizza boxes.
"Yeah, maybe I should stay over, but... I didn't bring anything to wear at night. This shirt is so uncomfortable, I can't sleep in it," I thought out loud, trying to come up with a solution.
"Take your shirt off," Peter said absent-mindedly.
"What?!"
His eyes widened. "No, no no no, I didn't – I meant when you go to sleep. That's all..."
I blushed, and tucked my hair behind my ear, picking the cups up off of the floor."Oh. Well... I don't know, what if in my sleep I roll over and the covers come off and you see me in the morning! That would be so embarrassing..."
"I mean, it's not that embarrassing, I am your boyfriend," he muttered, running his hand through his hair.
"Yeah, but..."
"Okay, one sec," he stuffed the boxes into the trash and went upstairs, leaving me alone to be flustered without him seeing.
I didn't have much time to blush, though. He was back in a minute with a grey t-shirt. He threw it to me. "Wear that, it's comfortable, I promise."
"Okay." I agreed. "I'll change in your bathroom."
I was glad I wore shorts under my skirt - I could sleep in those. Peter's shirt looked huge on me, but I admit, it was very comfortable, and it carried his scent. I found Peter scrolling through the channels on his TV.
"You look so cute," he cooed, when he caught sight of me.
"Shut up..." I sat next to him. "What are you watching?"
"There's nothing on," he sighed, passing the remote controller over to me.
"Let's see some news, then," I decided.
Peter layed his head in my lap. "Boring..."
"See Peter, this is why May said you need to mature."
"The Spider-Man rescued a family of four from a small house fire early this morning. It is reported..."
I watched intently. "It's the Spider-Man!"
Peter lifted his head a little, then put it back down. "Oh yeah. What a guy, huh."
"Yeah. We're lucky we have someone to help like that. It's strange though. How does he even have that power?" I wondered.
"Well all the Avengers have powers too, we might as well give up trying to find out."
"Yeah... But don't you think he's different to the Avengers? They just sort of wreck stuff and save what they think is important, but Spider-Man seems more human." I ran my hand through Peter's hair.
"Yeah he's totally the coolest," Peter agreed.
"Peter, where should I sleep?" I asked.
"You sleep in my bed. I'll sleep on the couch."
"But... No how about I sleep on the couch. I feel bad, I don't want to take your bed."
Peter got up and shook his head. "I want you to sleep in my bed, it's cool. I'm fine sleeping wherever.
In short, Peter wouldn't take no for an answer. I kissed him goodnight and went upstairs into his room.
I tucked myself into the covers and turned off the light. It was awfully silent up here. There were some weird shadows that appeared every now and again, accompanied by an eerie, loud noise that came from outside... I felt kind of... scared...
I layed there, wide awake, for about what felt like a half hour. Another loud noise scared me out of my wits.
Peter's POV
"Peter." I heard a whisper and stirred. I was sprawled out on the couch, half dead. Prying my eyes open, I saw a shadowy figure in the dark. "Um Peter..."
"Y/n..." I groaned. "What is it? Is something wrong?" I asked groggily, rubbing my eyes and sitting up.
Her cute silhouette moved a little closer. I could see her small figure with an oversized shirt, and she had a guilty posture, hugging a pillow, which matched her guilty voice. "Come here, what is it?"
She sat on the edge of the couch. "It's kind of... ahem... scary in your room." Her quiet voice made me want to hug her more than ever.
"Scary?" I asked.
She nodded. "I promise I'm not being dumb, but there really is something downright creepy about it all!"
"I'll come up with you and check it out," I said, now a little wary. Had someone maybe tracked me here for some purpose? No, it probably wasn't that... Jeez, being Spidey really made me suspicious of everything.
I walked ahead of y/n and held her hand. Turning on the light. I looked around.
"So what are you scared of?" I asked.
"Wait, wait," she said, anticipating something.
Suddenly, a loud noise sounded in the near distance, and all the shadows in the room grew and bent to the left. Then, the noise travelled away until it was gone and the shadows returned to normal.
"See! What was that?!" y/n asked, hugging the pillow again.
I laughed quietly, with relief. "Don't worry y/n. The apartment is right near this old railway line, that's all. There're always freight trains coming by here. Why do you think I got this place so cheap?"
A look of relief and understanding quickly was replaced by one of embarrassment. "Oh... of course it was a train... I'm sorry, it was just hard to sleep... the noise is a little scary." She played with the hem of her shirt – well, my shirt.
"I know. It – you know - it took me a while to get used to it, don't worry y/n. You gonna be okay now that you know what it is?"
"Huh?" she bit her lip. "Yeah. Yeah I'm fine now. Thank you Peter." She wasn't fine now.
"Get into bed. I'll sit with you until you fall asleep."
"Really?"
I nodded.
Y/n gave me a tired, sincere smile and a big hug. I was taken by surprise, but I hugged her back eventually. "You're so nice..." she hummed into my neck.
I smiled from ear to ear, a little dazed.
I sat in the bed, tinkering with my web shooters while y/n slept next to me. I thought she was sleeping but she scared the crap out of me when she murmured sleepily, "What's that?"
"Just a project," I lied.
She giggled quietly and repositioned her head.
"Yeah I know. What a nerd..." I whispered.
Then she fell right back asleep. I sighed with relief.
Y/n moved a little and stretched her arm around me in her sleep. She nuzzled my leg and muttered something pretty inaudible. But it sounded like she said "Peter."
I could die right now and be happy.
Although, with her resting on me like this, how would I get up without waking her...?
Y/n's POV
I woke up to the sound of another freight train speeding by, and opened my eyes to see...
"Peter?" I whispered.
"Mmm..." His eyelashes fluttered open. "Wha- why are you in my bed? No, why am I in my bed?"
His warm brown eyes were lit up in the rays of sunlight that cascaded from the windows, and his hair got pushed around atop his head while he slept so that it was curly and messy.
"I remember," he yawned. "I couldn't move without waking you, so...", he yawned again, "So I guess I just fell asleep here. Best sleep I've had in a while."
"Same here. Your shirt is really breathable!"
"Told you so," he said with a smirk. He yawned once more and nuzzled into my neck. I could feel the floof of his hair on my skin as he shifted about.
"Stop moving, it tickles!" I giggled.
"It tickles?" He moved around even more. He suddenly stopped and lifted his head to look me in the eyes, his eyebrows raised with realisation. "You owe me a kiss."
Just an introductory chapter. I'll be adding more Spider-Man and stuff soon. Thanks for reading!
