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loversparker · 2 years

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I Want You - Chapter 1, Chapter 2

pairing: Andrew Garfield!University!Peter Parker x fem!reader

warnings; none

summary: At nyu, two people meet at a party yet both don’t think they are worthy of love

a/n: realising I have no idea how to write a gn!reader and I’m not feeling good with the decision of naming the character lol, I just hope anyone whoever reads this knows the character doesn’t have a specific race, gender and sexuality.

Italic = flashback Bold = text

I wake up with my eyes irritated and sore, I must've slept with my makeup on fuck. I raise my neck to see if Mj is okay. She drank a lot so I made sure she was sleeping on her side a majority of the night. Peter looks behind him to the balcony door. “Hey uh,” the blonde guy has Mj looking drowsy hanging onto his arm. “I think she should head back and get some rest.” she mumbles something incoherent then laughs. “Oh yeah it's probably late, thank you for like not doing anything weird.” I say as Mj clings onto my arm “You shouldn’t have to thank someone for doing the bare minimum.” Peter says. “Yeah I shouldn’t but you know.” I give him a dry smile. The blonde guy leaves and the weight of Mj becomes very apparent and the thought of me carrying her all the way back to campus makes me anxious. “Uh I could walk you and your friend back to your room if you want.”Peter asks with a nervous look on his face “Oh my god that would be great, maybe you could help me with her?” He gives me a confused look then it hits him “Yes sorry of course.” he laughs dryly.

I honestly don’t remember the walk back but I do remember Mj punched me and called Peter a ‘narc’ and laughed so hard my stomach hurt. “Mj,” I whisper “are you alive?” she doesn't respond so I properly get up and check my phone, great it’s already 1 pm so we missed breakfast. I want to be a good friend but not overbearing wait, does she consider us friends? God, I need to stop overthinking. I quickly get up, get dressed, and head over to the dining hall to get whatever is left over, I don’t even need to look in a mirror to know I look rough. As I get back I realise there was a post it note left on our front door. It’s a phone number and written above says Peter (from the balcony) :)) I take it down and fold it in my pocket.

Classes don’t start until tomorrow so I spend a lot of my day with Mj, mentally preparing for long lectures and typing notes. Mj puts her book down on her nightstand “So how did I get back here? because I'm trying to piece things together but nothing is clicking.” Mj asks shifting positions on her bed. “Well me and this guy Peter, we took you back and actually he left his phone number,” I say reaching into my pocket “I should text him thanks right?” “Wait hold on, who is Peter?” she says with a smirk “I met him last night and we talked for a pretty long time then he offered to help walk us home.” I realised midway through talking I started to smile and couldn’t stop. “Hmm what i’m getting from your body language and the fact you smiled through your entire sentence, you like him and need to text him like right now.” I bury my face into my pillow and can feel myself blushing. “I don’t like him. I literally met him yesterday.” I say muffled by the pillow. “Then just text him.” She says. I take the pillow off and dig into my pockets for the post-it. “He left a post-it? You need to marry him now.” She squeals. I put his number into my contacts and start drafting a text. “How do I sound flirty but sophisticated and smart but not desperate through text?” I ask Mj. “Bitch just write what sounds right to you, if he analyses your text into thinking you're desperate and not smart, then he’s not worth it.” She's right, why do I overthink other people's perception of me constantly? I know why but it’s just annoying that my brain can’t function without the thought of how people see me. I typed out Hi, it's celia from the balcony last night :) ty so much for your help and it would be cool to see u again. Fuck it i’m just gonna full send it, I clicked send then put it under my pillow. “What did you say?” she asks in a singy voice. “Thank you for your help and it would be great to see him again.” Right after I spoke my phone buzzed loudly “Holy shit already?” she laughs out. I check my phone and feel my heart melt. “What did he say, SPEAK!” she yells. “He said ‘No problem, I'm glad to be of service to you. Are you free tomorrow at like 6?’.” I can feel my cheeks hurting already from how hard I'm smiling right now. “He is so into you.” she says with a grin before going back to reading.

The rest of the night I start reading Emma by Jane Austen. I've already read it but it’s like a reminder of home or what I considered my home. I double check that I set my alarm for 6 AM and turn my ringer up and drift off to sleep but my head is filled with the fantasy of what might happen tomorrow.

The sound of my alarm is repulsing, why did I choose an 8 AM class? I let it ring for a bit until Mj throws her pants at me. I put on a simple green knit sweater and bleached jeans, do my makeup then make sure I have everything I would need for the day. I head out and let the fact I’m actually here set in, but the sound of the city snaps me out of my daze. I arrived at my class and it’s huge. My anxious thoughts are gonna have a field day with this, I take a seat near the front and take out my laptop. My major is playwriting and screenwriting but I told my mom it was political science and government since she expects nothing but great success from me. As the seats fill up, a girl with bleached grey hair sits next to me and smiles. Oh my god I already have a friend crush on her. “Hi, I love your sweater.” she says to me looking me up and down. “Thank you, I love your hair,” I smile back “I’m Celia by the way.” “I’m felicia, what brings you to playwriting?” “I just love to read and write so why not.” she simply nods “Well if you ever need someone to edit or talk to i’m here for you.” she smiles “Same to you, are you also new to the city?” I ask “Nah I grew up in Queens, well technically Flushings which is like a small part of it, i'm assuming you're not?” she says while taking out her laptop from her bag “Yeah no i’m from Amesbury it's a pretty small town near boston so i’m still adjusting.” “Dude, let me be your tour guide, I’d love to show you the city.” she says excitingly. “That would be amazing!” immediately after, the class began.

After class is dismissed I check the time and see a notification from Peter :). I feel anxious to read the text god STOP OVER THINKING. I check the text and it reads Hey i’ll meet you at your dorm like 6? I reply with a simple Sounds great! Was that too much?

I head over to a starbucks to grab lunch and head off to my other class, literature and creative writing which I'm decently excited for. I find writing so therapeutic and calming so I've probably set my expectations for the course way too high. I set myself up near the back of the moderately big class, right as I got my laptop out I could see someone sitting right next to me in the corner of my eye. “Hi, I’m Miles.” a voice beside me says cheerfully, I turn towards him “Hi I’m Celia it’s really nice to meet you.” I put my hand out. “Oh wow you're formal.” He shakes my hand and again his hand is so much bigger than mine, I feel really hot all of the sudden. “Yeah I'm just excited to be here.” I say as he lets go of my hand “Well i’m excited to be here and meet you.” He says smirking. The class starts all of a sudden and the whole class I can feel his eyes on me. I'm not gonna lie. I took a few glances back but I'm not gonna overthink things this time.

5:30 PM, I’m trying to look like I'm not checking the time every second but I don’t think Mj is fooled. “Time doesn't go faster the more you look at it.” she says without even looking up from her book.

5:33 PM, “It’s only been 3 minutes?” I mumble to myself checking the time again.

5:55 PM, “Fuck i’m not ready.” I struggle to zip my black tennis skirt. “You suck at time management.” Mj laughs out.

6:01 PM, “Okay how do I look?” I ask Mj, she puts down her book and looks me up and down. “Hot.” then goes back to reading. I check myself in the mirror one last time then I hear a knock. Right as I open the door Peter is smiling which makes my heart flutter “Ready?” he says. “Yup-” “Wear protection be safe!” Mj yells cutting me off, oh my god all the blood in my body rushes to my cheeks. “Thanks mom bye.” I yell back shutting the door.

“Sorry.” “Oh don’t even worry, so can I take you somewhere I would love for you to see?” He says as we start walking to the dorm exit with the campus security guards giving us a weird look, wait how did peter get in here since usually you need a card. I’m just gonna guess there's like another door he came through. “Is that okay?” he repeats “Oh sorry, yeah i would love that.” I reply with a smile. We walk for a while in silence then he breaks it “I never asked what you're here for.” I look up at him since there's a large height gap between us. “Well I told my mom Political science but i’m actually studying screenwriting and playwriting, i’ve just always loved writing.” “But why would you have to hide that from your mom?” “Oh that’s a loaded question well-” I say in a sarcastic tone “Sorry you don’t need to tell me I'm practically a stranger.” He cuts me off. “Dude don’t worry and I wouldn’t consider you a stranger, i’d like to think of you as a friend.” In the corner of my eye I can see him smirking. “Good I would also consider you a friend,” our hands briefly touch as we talk, “Hopefully one day we could be more.” Our hands quickly touch again then again then he interlocks our fingers. “Yeah I hope so.” I say, squeezing his hand as his thumb caresses my hand.

Will update with a longer chunk of Peter actually in the story tomorrow !!

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team-flashh · 5 years

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Study Night Secrets

Prompt: You find out Peter’s secret during a study night.

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Words: 1344

Warning: This is my first time writing in a LONG time

A/N: Seriously I haven't written in a long time yall. Let me know if yall like this lol

You decided to munch on something so you reached for the pile of sour snacks and junk food in the middle of Peter’s room as he texted Ned.

“Where is he?”

“Um, I think he isn’t coming. Something about a parent trap,” he said, putting his phone down smiling anxiously.

“Really? Weird, first MJ can’t come and now him. They were talking about coming to study for their science class just this morning. It’s kind of the reason we decided to do this.” you frown wondering what they could be plotting.

You eat some of the candy in your hand and looked up at Peter who was spinning the pen on his hand as he concentrated on the work in front of him. If you were being honest, you loved seeing him like this. As always he would make facial expressions at the homework from frowning or straight up cringing when the problem got too difficult to smiling with a glow in his eyes from happiness when he finally got it.

He looked up and caught you staring which sent a blush to your cheeks. He smiled and for a moment you could swear you saw a tint of pink on his cheeks as well. You looked back down at your homework but your pen wasn’t working.

“Hey, Pete? My pen ran out of ink do you have any extra ones?”

“Uh, yea should have some on the desk.” he points behind you and you turn to see his desk covered in papers and a pencil cup almost on the edge.

You stand up and walk over to the desk and pick out a pen but before you get to put the cup down you spot a red mask that looks vaguely familiar sticking out of Peter backpack on top of the desk chair. You smile to yourself as you pull it out and take a better look at it.

“Hey, Peter, what is this?” You ask trying to mask your smirk as you step closer to him. Peter looks up from his homework and his face pales as soon as he sees what you are holding.

“Uhh, I’m- how did you- I-Can explain just don’t freak out.” he stands up, his face dead serious as he puts his hands on your shoulders gently. He takes a deep breath but before he can say anything you burst out laughing.

“Peter it is not that serious.”

“It’s not?” he asked. Confusion written on his face as you continued to laugh.

“Of course not, lots of people cosplay! This mask is actually pretty good and very realistic from the picture I have seen. Did you make it yourself?”

“No, I had some help.” he looked away scratching the back of his neck, sitting down on the bed while still eyeing me suspiciously.

“I'm not gonna tell anybody if you don’t want me to do so. But you should scare Flash with it sometime.” You laugh again and Peter lets out a chuckle.

“Can I try it on?” before Peter can reply the mask is on your head. Your eyes go wide as things appear on the lenses and suddenly you hear a voice.

“Hi, I have identified you as Y/N, Peter’s longtime friend, and secret crush. I’m his A.I Karen Peter has told me a lot about you.”

You screamed and take off the mask. You look from the mask to Peter and back at the mask with wide eyes that match his. You both stay in silence, you trying to piece together what just happened and Peter nervously awaiting your reaction. You put the mask on the bed and sit down next to Peter.

“So..not cosplay?” you say staring at anything but Peter. Peter, however, couldn’t take his eyes off you. What were you gonna say? What were you going to think?

“No.” he lets out in almost a whisper.

“You are..?” you look over at the mask and finally at him.

“Spider-man. Yeah, I am. Look, I’m sorry I didn’t tell you only a few people know and that knowledge can jeopardize their life and I didn’t want to add you to the list of people that I could lose.” he rushed to explain, worried that you would take not being told sooner well.

“No, I get it. It’s a risky business for everyone involved.” you place your hand on his and give it a gentle squizz which sends shivers down your arm.

Peter looks down at your hands and interlocks his hand with yours as he slowly moved closer to you to the point your thighs were touching.

“So, we are good?”

“I’m gonna need a minute to process it, i mean, it explains a lot about you like the disappearing and random injuries because nobody is that clumsy.” you smiled at him.

“Yeah, I’m surprised nobody has noticed put two and two together yet. Especially, Flash who I found out has a channel dedicated to finding out who I am. So far he has only found some Andrew Garfield guy and Tobey Maguire.” You both laugh and you can feel his anxiety easing off him. You suddenly become aware that he was still holding your hand tightly in his and how close you guys were and you remembered what the mask had told you before you panicked.

“Yea, I also got a process the whole being your secret crush thing.” You gently nudge him and watch his face freeze.

“W-what? Who told you that?” He nervously got up while still holding your hand in his. You both looked down at it and you felt him about to let go so you held it and got up.

“Your mask kinda introduced itself but not before telling me that and that you apparently talk about me a lot.”

“Oh.”

“If I am being honest, I want to know the truth and I hope Karen wasn’t lying.” You whispered as you took a step closer to him. He looked at you puzzled but in his eyes, there was a familiar glow. The happy glow you get from solving a math problem you have been working on.

“You do?” he said slowly lifting his hand to brush your hair aside and softly touch your face.

You are unable to ignore the warmth from his body as he got closer. All you can do is nod in response as you lean in just a little bit. He runs his thumb across your cheek and leans in as well. You are just inches apart and you can feel the hand he now held more tightly than ever start to sweat in anticipation of what is to come.

“Can I please kiss you now?” he whispered so softly you almost missed it.

You nod once again, speechless at the fact that this was finally happening. He lets out a shaking breath than fans you face slightly that smelled only of candy. He closes the space between your lips and the instant they touch yours you can feel a fire being lit inside you. His soft lips began to dance clumsily yet so perfectly against yours as you kissed. His used the hand that was caressing your face to pull you closer as you placed your hand on his chest. Through the shirt, you could feel his heart beating a thousand miles an hour matching yours.

You pulled apart for air and for a moment simply stared at each other with shy smiles on your faces and swollen lips. Neither of you spoke for a moment before Peter nervously spoke up.

“Do you want to go on a date sometime? I mean we kissed but I didn’t want to assume that we are a thing. Not that I don’t want us to be a thing I just don't know what you are thinking and if you aren't-”

“Let’s go on a date and see where that takes us although I have a pretty good feeling.” You smile at him and he smiles back nodding.

“Me too.”

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