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non-stop-imagines · 5 years

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Three Floors Up (College!AU Fic) Part 3

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Pairing: Peter Parker x Black!Reader; Bisexual!MJ x Black Fem!OC (Armani) (Armani face claim @cecewiththefro on ig)

Word Count: 3.5k

Warnings: An instance of underage drinking (as in 19 year olds drinking), but this chapter is mainly just adorable.

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A/N: So here’s the next part! I have just accepted at this point that my writing is getting longer so I’m gonna roll with it. I enjoy writing this because it really is a mixture of how I feel everyday and what I wish I could feel every day. Anyway hope you guys enjoy reading as much as I enjoyed writing. Love you all!! 💖💛💖💛

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Ever since movie night on Sunday, you and Peter have texted each other at least once a day. It started off with talking about movie night and the favorite movies and quickly morphed into weird memes and random phrases and existential questions that came to mind and wanted to share. Soon Friday came around and all you were focused on was getting through Physics until your phone vibrated on your thigh.

Petey😝: Hey! Do you have any plans tonight?

You quickly look up to see if anything changes on the board then look back down to respond.

You: Nope. MJ and Armani are going out which means that I probably won’t see them again until Saturday afternoon.

You look at the time at the top of the screen. 10:45am. You look up to see everyone packing their bags, starting to do the same as the professor gives the reading assignment for Monday. You quickly type it into the notes app on your phone just as you receive a text from Peter.

Petey😝: Do you maybe want to go out tonight?🤷‍♂️

You give a little grin to your phone as you walk out the building, heading down a long walkway that eventually takes you to the building your Philosophy lecture was in. You type a response.

You: What did you have in mind, Parker?👀

You place your phone in the back pocket of your shorts and continue to the next building, stopping as you walk in to look at a flyer for an art exhibit being put on by some art majors. You continue in and sit down in a chair, pulling out your phone to look at the message you received while you were walking.

Petey😝: Ummmm…. Didn’t think I’d get this far.😬 You got any ideas?

You: I saw a flyer for an Art Exhibit being put in by some art majors, maybe we could go there?

Petey😝: And then we could get some food? I know a pretty good sandwich shop

You: Look at us making cohesive plans. Come down the three floors at around… 7?

Petey😝:Look at us😂

Petey😝: Cool👌🏻 See ya then.

You sit and linger on the thought of having a date with Peter, wondering what to wear, how it will go. You just smile and shake your head, then place your phone down next to you to take out your laptop to finish the reading for your next class.

“Ned!” Peter shouts, poking his head into the bathroom where his friend was taking a shower. He waits for the loud frantic clamour to stop and Ned to poke his head from the shower curtain to continue. “I’m going on a date with Y/N tonight! Well, I guess it’s a date… we didn’t specifically call it a date, but it’s definitely a date. Anyway, I don’t know what I’m gonna wear… should I buy her flowers? She doesn’t seem to be the type of girl to want flowers. But I also shouldn’t assume whether or not should would want flowers. I don’t even know if this is a date so would flowers even be acceptable… I-”

“Because I am wasting water in here, and I’m sure you want to take a shower before… this, here’s what I have to say. Just ask her yourself if she likes flowers. I think you can trust your own instinct with what to wear, and please, breath.” Ned closes the shower curtain and finishes his shower, leaving Peter there, deep breathing after realizing that he hasn’t breathed for almost a minute straight. He turns on his heels and leaves the bathroom, closing the door behind him and pulling out his phone, absentmindedly heading to his and Ned’s room, flopping in the bed. He unlocks his phone and opens his messages, going to your text string.

Peter: Hey question, do you like flowers?

Peter: Like receiving them…

Peter: As a gift???

He face palms himself after writing the string of texts, dropping his phone screen down on his bed. This seems to be a common occurrence when Peter and you text, but he could never get over his own cringeiness. His phone vibrates at his side and he rushes to pick it up, checking the message.

Y/N🤗🥴: Surprise me 😏

Your text causes his face to heat up and a smile to grow on his face. He pokes his head from his room to see that the bathroom door was still closed, so he takes this time to figure out what he was going to wear. He considers his usual attire, khakis, plaid button up, but then he gets a glimpse of a jacket that May bought him before he started college, quite literally in the case of a date. It was a dark brown leather-like jacket with a black collar. He pulls that out along with a pair of dark wash jeans, then thumbs through his plain colored T-Shirts, eventually pulling out a black shirt. He quickly skims over his small number of shoes, deciding on a pair of old white Nike’s, placing them on the bed next to his clothes. He takes a step back to get a visual of the final look, then close his eyes and takes another deep breath. “Okay Peter. Calm down. Everything will be fine.” He makes his way back to the bathroom door, banging on it to hurry Ned up.

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“Ooo, look at you dressin’ all cute.” Armani comments waiting for MJ to come out of the bathroom. You smirk and give a breathy laugh to her compliment, stepping back into your room for a moment to look at your outfit in the body length mirror on your door. You were wearing a red dashiki shirt, black distressed skinny jeans and white slip on Vans. You were contemplating back and forth whether or not you should wear those or heels, but decided to leave the heels for a nice dinner rather than a college student art exhibit. Your hair was still in the same style from Sunday, as neat as it could look after being slept on with a scarf, spruced up with some gel and gold hair cuffs. Your makeup consisted of many gold accents, a gold shade incorporated into your eye shadow, gold highlight, good flecks in your lip gloss. You looked like a Nubian goddess and wasn’t afraid to flaunt it.

“Thank you. I try.” You take your phone from your pocket and check the time. 6:55. “Let’s see if Boy Wonder is the type of person who is always on time.” You fluff one of your puffs then head to the kitchen, grabbing a water bottle and taking a couple of long gulps.

“Oh, trust me he’ll be here on time.” She reaches toward you still on the couch, indicating that she too wanted a water. You open the fridge, grab her one and toss is to her.

“What does that mean?” You smirk, setting down your bottle and grabbing your already packed small clutch.

“With the way he was looking at you and how he speaks to you on the daily, I feel like he’ll show up a day early for anything you tell him to show up for. Maybe even things you don’t ask him to show up for.” She tilts her head and opens up her water, taking sip while poking her pinky into her pulled back hair to scratch her scalp.

“Oh shut up. Besides, nothing can beat what you and MJ have. She’s doing your hair tonight isn’t she?” You thumb through the items in your clutch checking off a mental checklist.

“Yep. Box braids. She’s been practicing and she’s actually pretty good. But I guess we’ll see how she does on a human head.” At that moment, MJ busts through the bathroom door into the living room, hair damp and in a messy bun.

“Trust me, I got this… Hopefully.” She turns around to fold her towel while quietly saying that last word. Just as Armani was about to question what MJ just said, there was a knock at the front door. It started off faint, but the last rap was frantically loud. “Looks like Wonder Bread is here…” MJ snickers, making her way over to her bedroom area. You scowl at her then turn back to the door taking a deep breath then opening the door.

“Hey.” Peter greets in a daze, giving you an equally dazed grin.

“Hi.” You remove your hand from the door knob and clasping them together behind your back. An awkward silence falls between you too and MJ noticing this capitalizes.

“Wassup dork.” She smirks, taking down Armani’s puff and moving her hand through it to disperse the curls.

“Hi, MJ, Armani…” he takes a hand from behind his back to wave but realizes that it was the hand that contained a single red rose. “Oh, uh, this is for you.” He hands it to you as a small blush crept onto his face.

“Thank you, it’s beautiful. Let me just put this in some water and we can go.” You take the rose and head to the kitchen. You grab a cup and fill it with water, placing the rose in. You glance over at Armani who raises her eyebrow at you and smirks. You look over to the time on the microwave. 6:58. You just shake your head and head back to the front door. “Alright, ready to go.” You grab your clutch again and head out the door, but not before turning your head and sticking your tongue out at MJ and Armani. You exit with Peter right behind you, closing the door behind him.

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“So, how did you think of going to this art exhibit tonight?” Peter asks, sneaking glances at you. You focus was forward as you looked down the block at the building that had college students moving in and out.

“When I was walking to my Philosophy class I saw a poster, and I thought, ‘Why not? If I worked for an entire summer on something I was passionate about and shared it with the public, I would hope someone would want to see it.’ I just like for people to feel like their efforts weren’t in vain, that’s all.” You guys stop at a cross road and wait for the crossing signal to change. When it does, Peter let’s you go first, leading you with his hand hovering over the small of your back, following behind you. No words were exchanged until you guys got inside the exhibit. It was louder than you expected it to be as you walked in, music playing at a louder volume, everyone talking at a normal volume. You turn to your right and receive a bottle of water for yourself amongst the other alcoholic drinks, second guessing it, and grabbing a Mike’s Hard too. “Hey, do you want something to drink?” You move over a bit for Peter to get a clear view of the selection only for him to choose the same thing as you. You give him a questioning look, leading him to give you a simple explanation.

“What? I feel like I trust you enough for drink choices.” He attempts to swiftly remove the cap from the Mike’s bottle, but fails and pinches his hand a little. He gets it on the second try and drinks some as you laugh at him a bit. “Alright, alright. Let’s go look at some art.” You smirk at the blush on his cheek and follow behind him as he starts to walk. For the first couple of minutes you two just walk, look and drink, pointing out details the other didn’t notice. Eventually you two started a game where you guys had to find a certain color or object in a piece of art before the other. You guys didn’t keep count so by the end you guys only cared about the last piece of artwork. It was an oil painting of a black woman, back to the front of the canvas. She was completely naked except for cream colored fabric draped across her lap, her entire back exposed, all the way down to the beginning of her butt. Her hair was kinky and wild, styled like it hasn’t been tended to for years. Her head hung low, like she was exhausted or tired of fighting in this case. He arms where raised, shackles on her wrists, but the chains that held her, which were red, white, and blue, were just broken. The background was a gradient, at the bottom pitch black and at the very top a pure white. Your eyes moved over the details in the painting, the lines in the woman’s back, her hair and how you can even see a few individual coils, how you can feel the drop in her wrist from finally being freed. Peter tried to look at the painting with as much fervor as you did but gave up and turned his gaze to you. He admired you as if you were part of the exhibit, loving how the florescent light that illuminated the painting glowed on your skin, making the gold accents in your makeup sparkle, how you squint at the painting to get a glimpse of every little thing on the canvas, and how you lips stayed slightly parted as you did so. His trance was broken when he saw you look over to speak to the girl that stood close to the painting. She was taller, probably around 5’ 10” and on the skinnier side and dark-skinned . She had a shortcut fro, bright, beautifully done eyeshadow with a sunset-like color palette and wore bright red lipstick.

“Excuse me, did you paint this?” You ask, looking back at the painting once again.

“Um, yeah. Did you like it?” He voice was deeper and slightly raspy, but she answered unsure.

“It’s amazing! You conveyed such a deep message in an abstract way that is still easily understood, you were able to project movement on a still photo. Really this looks like it was stolen from the Met or something.” You gush, holding onto her hands. She beams at the compliment.

“It’s so skillfully and carefully painted. It’s, like she said, amazing.” Peter comments from behind you, nervously twisting the top to his bottle of water.

“Thank you. Both of you. I don’t know why but I was really nervous about tonight, and your comments really helped me. So thank you.” She held on to your hands for a moment longer, then dropped them to shake Peter’s hand. She bends down to get close to your ear, nodding for approval before coming close to whisper. “I saw how he was looking at you while you looked at the painting. Not even the greatest paintings could be admired the way you were.” She backs up and smirks giving you one last wink. You turn to look back at Peter who gave you a gentle, toothless smile.

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After the interaction you had with Charlene, the girl who did the oil painting, you followed Peter to the train platform so you guys could make your way to the sandwich place Peter told you about. The trip there mainly consisted of conversation about the exhibit or silence that was accompanied by Peter grazing his fingers along yours to hold you hand. You guys get to a store front, the words on the window saying “Mr. Delmar’s Grocer”. Peter opens the door for you and you thank him as you walk in. The place was dimly lit, like it was supposed to be closed, but had a table next to a side window had a candle burning and two wrapped sandwiches. You make your way over to the table sitting down, after Peter rushes over to pull out your chair. He sits across from you then finally takes a deep breath.

“So, why this place?” You ask as you unwrap your sandwich, breathing in the surprisingly savory scent.

“My aunt’s apartment is only a couple blocks from here. I always used to come here after school to get something to eat before I went home. Mr. Delmar’s sandwiches never disappoints.” He unwraps his and takes a bite. When he lowers his sandwich you smirk and point to the left corner of your mouth, causing Peter to frantically wipe the mustard from his own face, then smile back at you. “Can I ask you something?” Peter sets down his sandwich. You nod as approval. “Is there another reason why you chose to go to the art exhibit?��

You take a moment to think. “I personally have an affinity towards photography, I even have my own camera that I hope to use more one day, but it’s practically painting but through a different mean. I just like how some people have and idea of a visual that they would want to see and are able to produce it themselves, I guess.” You take a bite of your sandwich and immediately wipe your mouth with a napkin. “Okay, my turn. Were you looking at me while I was looking at that last painting?” You smirk at his shocked expression. “Charlene told me.”

“I-uh-well…yeah I guess I was. But it’s hard not to look at you. Your absolutely… stunning.” You feel yourself simultaneously heat up and run cold. “And, I don’t know, I like watching you admire something else. I have never seen someone put so much passion into observing something- okay, sorry that sounded weird. I-” You stop his rambling by placing a finger over your own lips.

“No, I understand. I’m typically one to observe what’s around me and sometimes panic that I’m not being entertaining enough. It feels good to know that sometimes it’s not a bad thing.” You swirl around the lemonade that sat in your glass then took a sip from your straw.

“I’m glad. I feel like that quality about you is what makes you appealing.” He compliments, taking your hand that was messing with your straw.

“Most people say that’s what makes me seem scary.” You giggle nervously, but Peter gives your hand a squeeze for you to look up.

“Well that’s horrible. But I guess it’s on them for never learning how wonderful you are.” He gives you another toothless smile then let’s you hand go so you two can continue eating. “Y/N, why… why did you, well, give me the time of day?” Peter chuckles at his choice of words.

“Hmmm… there’s something about you, about the way you came into my life. I don’t know how or why, but I could just feel that you were meant to be in my life. In some way.” You shrug and tilt your head, giving Peter a loving grin. His signature blush takes over his face again making you giggle. He just picks up his sandwich and takes another bite.

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“Tonight was fun. And I’m glad we agree that I won that game we were playing at the exhibit.” You joke, swinging Peter’s arm.

“I mean, we weren’t keeping score, but if we were, I probably would have won.” Peter responds nonchalantly. You scoff and let go of his hand skipping to your front door. Peter eventually gets to you, walking around so he’s facing you.

“Thank you again for tonight. I really did have a good time.” You unknowingly start to rock on your heels and fiddle with your fingers in front of you.

“No problem. I’m glad we did this.” You can feel his eyes move from yours to your lips, back and forth. He begins to slowly lean in. “Can I?” As a yes you lean forward to catch his lips yourself. Your lips move in time with his as he attempts to get closer to you by pulling you in by a belt loop on your jeans. In turn, you bring your hands to his face, moving one into his hair and draping your other arm over his shoulder. A few seconds later you two pull away, breathing heavily and only looking at each other. That was until a cough came from your door. You take a deep breath and close your eyes, turning your head and opening them to see MJ with a cheeky smirk and Armani giving you two thumbs up. You just stick your middle finger up at them.

“You know, apartment is gonna be free until tomorrow afternoon…” MJ sings, as her and Armani move past you guys to exit.

“Thaaat won’t be necessary. Also I was not expecting for MJ to do such a good job on your hair.” You motion her to turn around with your right hand, your left hand being occupied with Peter’s.

“Honestly, neither was I. But that’s my girl for ya, always a surprise with her.” She smiles towards MJ and gives her a small peck on the lips.

“Anyway you two have fun.” You wave them off and watch as they clumsily make they’re way down the hall. “So…” you turn back to Peter. “I guess this is goodnight.”

“Uh-yeah. Night.” He gives your cheek one last peck then let’s go of your hand, watching you enter your apartment. He waits for you to close the door then heads over to the elevator.

You make your way to your room, quickly shedding your jeans and pulling on some pajama shorts. The apartment was eerily quiet, something you never really mind, but this time it drove you crazy. You needed someone. Just for company or something. You pull your phone from your clutch.

Y/N🤗🥴: Do you think you could come back???

In no time at all there was a knock on your door.

Part 4

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typicalmidnight · 5 years

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lockdown

pairing: peter parker x reader

summary: there’s a lockdown and you freak out

includes: anxiety, quick mention of school shootings, little angst, mostly fluff

word count: 1,400

a/n: i’m super sorry if this is terrible it’s completely unedited i wanted to get is out as soon as possible because i really love the idea!! also i wrote most of this at 1 am so it’s probably crap. also this is my first time writing a kissing scene so it’s probably terrible and i’m so sorry.

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your day started off just like any other at midtown. going to classes, ignoring flash and his bullying, eating lunch with your best friend mj, and your friends peter and ned. everything was fine up until last period.

so far, your day had been good. nothing out of the ordinary. you walked into geography, your last class of the day, slipping into your spot beside peter. you weren’t best friends with peter like you and mj, or him and ned, but you were close enough for you to have developed a little crush on him. okay, who were you kidding. peter parker had you totally whipped. his beautiful personality, a combination of shy, nerdy, funny, cute, and dorky, his curly brown hair that always fell in perfect waves, his sharp jawline, and his eyes. his beautiful chocolate brown eyes. eyes that always gave away his feelings before the rest of his face, eyes that met yours for a few seconds longer than necessary, making you feel like the happiest person in the world, eyes that were perfect, because they were peter’s. and everything about peter was perfect.

the loud bell snapped you out of your thoughts of peter. you recognized that bell. the lockdown alarm. you were absolutely terrified of lockdowns after an experience you had in grade 1 that had scarred you for life.

on a day like any other, there was a lockdown alarm. you had never had a lockdown before, or even a drill. you hoped it wasn’t anything dangerous, and was just a test. but this was real. as soon as the bell went off, your teacher panicked. she was a young women filling in for your teacher on maternity leave. she had no idea what to do in a lockdown. while the whole class looked at her, not knowing what to do, she ran around the room in a panic. she turned off the lights and locked the door, but didn’t know what to do next. after a minute or so, she finally decided to sit the class in the corner diagonal to the door. (if you don’t know how a lockdown is supposed to work, you’re supposed to sit on the wall the door is on, as far away as possible, so that nobody can see you) being a child, you didn’t know that this was the wrong thing to do. everything could have been fine, but alas, fate didn’t will it so. (a/n: woah what was that wording)

as you sat on the wall, waiting for the lockdown to end, the doorknob of the classroom jiggled. looking through the window, you could see a man holding a knife, trying to open the door. just as he was about to get the door open, he disappeared. later you found out that the police had come and arrested him.

nothing had actually happened to you that day, but it scarred you for life. ever since then you were terrified of lockdowns. that combined with your anxiety made a situation like this pretty much unbearable.

and now, the familiar noise of the bell was ringing through the halls. by the look on your teacher’s face, you knew the lockdown was real. as the teacher turned off the lights, you rushed to the corner where you curled up with your head in your knees, shaking, trying not to cry. you hated drills, though you always managed to get through them. but this? a real lockdown? you were terrified out of your mind. thoughts of school shootings you had recently heard about in the news rushed through your head, and before you knew it, tears were rolling down your cheeks. you buried your face deeper into your knees, not wanting your classmates to know how scared this made you, especially since flash was in your class.

suddenly, you felt a hand on your arm, and very nearly screamed before realizing it was just peter.

“are you okay?” he asked.

“yeah, yeah, i’m fine don’t worry.” you hastily replied, trying to wipe away the tear tracks etched onto your face.

peter sighed. “come on y/n, i know you’re not. you’re curled up in a ball shaking and crying. what’s wrong?”

“alright, i’ll tell you.” you sniffled. “when i was in first grade we had a lockdown, and my teacher didn’t know what to do. there was a guy with a knife and he saw my class, and tried to force open the door. i wasn’t hurt or anything, but since then i’ve been scared of lockdowns.”

“oh y/n... i’m so sorry. you don’t need to worry though. everything will be fine. i won’t let anything happen to you. i promise.”

“really?” you asked meekly.

“really.” he replied.

you took a deep breath in, then out. slowly you relaxed, moving to sit up against the wall. knowing peter was there for you helped. but it wasn’t enough. you began to shake again slightly. suddenly, peter slipped his hand into yours and squeezed it. you looked over at him, and he smiled at you. you sat like that for a few minutes, as you relaxed again. peter moved his hand, and you grabbed it tighter, afraid he was going to let go. he gave you a reassuring smile and adjusted your hands, interlocking your fingers. you smiled back at peter, curling up beside him, and resting your head on his shoulder.

when the alarm ended you were relieved, but also a little bit sad. you didn��t want to move away from peter.

“come on y/n, the lockdown is over.” peter said to you.

reluctantly you got up, with peter helping you. he gave your hand a quick squeeze, then moved away to his seat. the rest of the class you couldn’t focus. you couldn’t stop thinking about peter, and wondering if he was just being a good friend, or if there was something more. you had felt something more than just friendship in the way peter held your hand, and hoped you were correct.

when the bell rang signalling the end of the day you headed to your locker before weaving your way through the crowds of people flooding the hallways. you caught up to peter just outside the doors of the school.

“oh hey y/n.” he said, a bit of surprise on his face.

“hey, so i just wanted to say thank you for everything during the lockdown. you really helped calm me down, and i’m super grateful.”

“oh, ya of course.” he replied, stopping under a tree, hints of nervousness showing that you didn’t quite pick up on.

“i… well i’d never let anything happen to you y/n. because… i l-like you. a-as more than just friends.” he said. looking at the surprise on your face he seemed to second guess himself and started speaking more quickly, his cheeks heating up. “i understand if you don’t feel the same way, but i just wanted you to know that i won’t let anyone hurt you. you know what, i’m sorry y/n, i never should have said anything, i should go.”

as he turned to leave you grabbed his wrist and pulled him back towards you, closer than you had been before.

“no, peter don’t leave.” you replied, a bit too hurriedly. “i-i feel the same way. i like you too.”

“oh.” he breathed. “um… well c-can i… maybe um… could i k-kiss y-you?”

you smiled and nodded at him. peter took a step closer, closing the gap between you. you looked into his beautiful brown eyes that were glistening with excitement and nervousness. he placed his hand on your cheek and you lifted your head up to his. he hesitated for a second before connecting his soft warm lips with yours. you let your eyes slide shut as your hand slid up to his cheek, the other tangling in his soft curls. it took a second for you to figure out what you were doing, but soon you two figured out a rhythm. he tasted of sweet strawberry chapstick, and it soon became your favourite flavour. too soon you broke apart, foreheads resting against each other. you smiled and leaned back up to peck him on the lips. after a moment you intertwined your fingers with his, and you both continued walking.

as you chatted you knew that peter would never let anything happen to you, and you felt like the luckiest person in the world.

a/n: i hope you enjoyed! i’m actually pretty proud of this, and i really liked writing it. also, this is based off of an interaction my friend had with her crush a few days ago that i just had to turn into a fic. the first lockdown was actually based off something that happened to me in the first grade. i exaggerated a lot, but the teacher actually didn’t really know what to do. i think it was just a guy and is dog or something though, not someone with a knife.

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queen-of-the-avengers · 6 years

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He Got The Girl

Characters: Peter Parker x Reader, Ned, MJ, Flash

Word Count: 1,298

Warnings: ALL FLUFF

Summary: You’ve had a long time crush on the super soldier but never knew how he felt. When a date goes wrong, he is there to make it better.

Author’s Note: If you have any requests, please send them in! I would love to hear what you have! This is unbeta’d and any and all mistakes are all on me.

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“Dude, just go talk to her.” Ned urged his friend.

“No, she won’t say yes. Forget about it.” Peter shook his head with a sigh. He watched you approach your locker with one of your friends. You and Peter have known each other since 7th grade and even though you were friends, he’s had a crush on you since he laid eyes on you in the first place.

You two weren’t best friends but you two talked in class and hung out at lunch since you were friends with Ned and MJ. You had your own “clique” and Peter had his but you liked to hang with him. He was cute and extremely smart. Lately, you’ve been thinking about asking him out but you didn’t know how he would react. You were a confident girl so it’s not like you were nervous about it or anything.

You just thought Peter wouldn’t go for someone like you. Despite MJ repeatedly telling you how much Peter has a crush on you, it still held you back from getting what you really wanted. Peter was just the kind of guy who was generous, always helping others, always making you smile and laugh and just had a good heart. It was hard to find someone like Peter and you knew you had to snatch him up before someone else did it for you.

Peter, on the other hand, knew you wouldn’t go for someone like him. You were just so beautiful and confident and he was average and clumsy. When he wasn’t wearing his Spiderman costume, he didn’t have the confidence he would like to present to others. The only person who knew about his “other self”, was Ned. He wanted to tell you since he’s heard you speak of Spiderman so fondly but he knew Tony would get pissed at him.

He just wanted to make you happy and you just wanted to make him happy.

“Seriously, when are you going to ask him out?” MJ asked you as you put your books in your locker.

“MJ, not so loud, okay? He’s standing right over there… no, don’t look!” You nudged her shoulder and she laughed, leaning against the lockers next to you.

“Come on, it’s not like you’re scared to do it.”

“You’re right, I’m not scared.”

“Then what’s holding you back?”

“He’s not going to go for someone like me. I don’t regularly hang out with him. I just talk to him in class and in the halls.” You shrugged.

“Yeah, and you sit with him at lunch and you walked him home once. Come on, I’m not falling for that bullshit.”

“Michelle. Okay, fine, how about this? He doesn’t know me. I don’t fully know him. He probably has this huge secret that no one knows about and it might scare me away.”

“Yeah, because all 15-year-old boys hide bodies in their basement.” MJ scoffed.

“I didn’t say he hid bodies. I’ll do it when I’m ready, okay? You happy with that?” You shook your head with a smile.

“Better do it fast. I overheard Liz saying she was thinking of asking him out.”

“What? She’s a senior and he’s a sophomore!” You pouted.

“Exactly. Someone is calling me over. I have to go. Do it quickly Y/L/N.” She smiled as she left. You shook your head and continued putting things in your locker.

“Come on, Peter. She’s right there.” Ned lightly pushed his shoulder and Peter sighed.

“No, MJ is talking to her. She’s busy. I’ll do it later.” Peter shook his head, trying to avoid looking like a fool but just as the words left his mouth, MJ walked away from you.

“Now she’s not. Go before someone else does.” Ned said, pushing his friend towards you. Peter looked back and glared at him but looked at you when he approached you.

“Hey, Y/N,” Peter said nervously.

“Oh, hey Peter. What’s up?” You took out the book you needed for your first period and shut your locker, leaning on it as you stared at him.

“Nothing, just stopping by to say hi.” He smiled.

“Well, hi. Listen, can I ask you something?” You didn’t miss how his eyes lit up a bit at this.

“Sure.”

“Look, I know you’re, like, the smartest guy in our class and I’m not doing too hot in chemistry. Could you help me? Maybe after school? I could come over if you want.”

“Yeah, I’d be happy to help you.” He smiled.

“Okay, thanks.” You smiled and nodded, looking over at MJ who was smirking at you while she was talking with her friend.

“Yeah, okay, see you later.” Peter chuckled nervously and started to leave. You stared at him, hoping he would stay but he was so nervous, you probably scared him. When Peter turned around, he made eye contact with Ned and groaned internally when Ned gave him a stern glare.

“Wait, Y/N?” Peter asked, turning back around.

“Yeah?” You asked, turning to face him.

“I also wanted to ask you something.”

“Okay, go for it.”

“Well, we’ve known each other since, wow, 7th grade. That’s a long time. Anyway, I don’t know if you’re busy or not but you know that movie that just came out? Jurassic World? The new one?” You had to chuckle at this. The boy was so nervous, it was cute.

“Yes, I know it.”

“Right, of course, you know it. I don’t know why I assumed that you didn’t.” Peter rambled.

“Peter?”

“Yeah?”

“You were asking me something?”

“Right,” Peter nodded, scratching the back of his neck. “Well, the drive in across town is having a special where they’re showing that movie and, if you’re not busy, I totally get if you are, but I was wondering--”

“Hey! Y/N!” You looked behind you to see Flash walking towards you. Peter immediately shut up when he saw his enemy. He knew Flash liked you and knew that there was no competition. If Flash asked you out now, he knew you’d pick Flash.

“Hi, Flash,” You said, going to talk to Peter again but Flash interrupted again.

“So, Jurassic World comes out this weekend. What do you say you come with?” You looked over at Peter who was already trying to escape this conversation. You knew Peter was trying to ask you but Flash rudely interrupted you.

“Actually,” you started, catching Peter’s attention. “I was in the middle of making plans to see that exact movie with Peter at the drive in.”

“Wait, really?” Peter asked with surprise in his voice.

“You want to go with Parker?” Flash asked with a disgusted tone.

“Yeah, I do. He’s not a dick and he’s way better company than you. Don’t be rude next time.” You turned around to face Peter and smiled.

“Y-you want to go with me?” Peter stuttered.

“Yeah. You know where I live. You can pick me up at 6.” You leaned up and kissed his cheek before walking away from them.

“You better watch your back, Parker,” Flash growled before walking away. Peter didn’t even register what Flash said. All he could think about is how you said yes and the fact that you kissed his cheek.

“Dude! Way to go!” Ned said after you and Flash left.

“What the hell just happened?” Peter squeaked out.

“You got a date with Y/N.” Ned smiled and patted Peter on the back.

“I got a date with Y/N.” Peter breathed out. He looked behind him to see you turn the corner. But before you could, you looked at Peter and waved at him.

“Come on, let’s get to class before we’re late,” Ned said, walking with his friend to their class.

“I got a date with Y/N.” Peter smiled, feeling a lot more confident.

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Surprise Visitor

Characters: Peter Parker x Reader, Ned, MJ

Word Count: 1,665

Warnings: This is all fluff

Summary: It’s your birthday and Peter is planning something special but won’t tell you what it is.

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Having Peter as a boyfriend was really something special. You knew he was Spiderman because you caught him sneaking back into his room through his window while you were still there. You came over to hang with him but May told you he was out so you decided to take a nap in his bed and wait for him to come home.

He didn’t see you on his bed and took off his mask. You woke up to the breeze of the window and saw the whole thing. Of course, you were shocked about this but you weren’t mad. You were more worried than mad. You’ve seen the videos online and you heard him brag about what he’s done with Tony Stark and things like that. You just didn’t know if he was going to make it home to you one day.

You tried not to think about that and usually, he was really good at telling you if there was something wrong with him. You’ve met Karen when you tried on his suit. She was very welcoming and you talked to her about Peter for hours until he caught you and made you take it off.

The only other person who knew of his secret was your other best friend, Ned. He caught Peter kind of the same way that you did but he was building the Death Star instead of sleeping on his bed. You liked that Ned knew because you got to talk to Ned about your worries and other things that Peter just wouldn’t understand.

After the events with Liz’s dad and everything that happened, things started to calm down. Peter’s been watching over the city at night and taking on whatever Tony Stark threw at him. He was a good person and you liked how much he loved Tony and the Stark Internship.

You’ve been spending a lot less time with Peter and more time with Spiderman. Sometimes, after school, you would ask him to take you places only Spiderman could go. You’ve seen the city from impressive places. Peter’s taken you to a lot of places and almost every time, he’s tried to make it a romantic date. It was fun to be adventurous with Spiderman but you missed hanging out with Peter. He just can get so wrapped up in his own mind and with everything that he’s been doing as Spiderman that he sometimes forgets you were still there.

He’s been doing better lately but today, you couldn’t wait to just spend the day with Peter and a bunch of your other friends. Today was your birthday and from the moment you stepped into school, you’ve been surprised with balloons and cards and presents that you would open at home.

Ned, Peter, and MJ decorated your locker with fun things and they made sure you were wearing a sash that read ‘birthday girl’ and a crown. They could be extra sometimes but you loved them. All day you have had a fun time, messing around with each other and getting hyped up to what was to come after school.

Peter had planned something for everyone to do before he would whisk you away for himself. You didn't know what he had planned but you were excited about it. All day, he’s dropped hints as to what the friend date was going to be but he wouldn’t give you anything for your date with just him.

“Okay, school is out. So, what do you have planned?” You asked Peter as you stepped out of school.

“You’ll see. I texted Ned with the details so he’ll pick you up in about an hour. That gives you time to pamper yourself.” Peter smiled.

“Pamper myself? Why don’t you come over and we can spend time together before Ned gets there?” You asked with a smile but Peter shook his head.

“Sorry, but I have something to do. But I promise that I’ll be there.” When you reached the end of the steps, Peter kissed you quickly before running off the opposite direction of his house. You stared at him with a look of confusion but this was nothing new with Peter. You shook your head with a smile before walking to your place.

“Y/N! Ned is here.” Your mother called out for you.

“Okay! I’ll be right there!” You quickly applied some lip gloss before staring at yourself in the mirror. You fixed your hair before becoming satisfied with how you looked. You grabbed your purse as you left your room and smiled when you saw Ned with your mom.

“Hey, Ned. Is Peter with you?” You asked.

“No, he isn’t. But he’ll be there. MJ will also meet us there.” He said with a smile.

“Have fun and don’t forget to call if you need a ride.” Your mom said.

“I will. I’ll be back later. “You said goodbye to her and left your apartment with Ned.

“So, you’re not going to tell me where we’re going?” You asked.

“Sorry, Peter would kill me if I did.”

“I know, I thought I’d try.” You giggled. Ned led you to the car and saw that his mom would be driving you and him. Wow, even his mom knew where to go but you still had no clue. The ride was short and when you got there, you smiled widely. New York was always having boardwalks and amusement parks that everyone could go to. You were excited because you loved these kinds of things.

You got out of the car with a big smile and saw MJ already by the entrance. She smiled and headed your way when she saw you and Ned. But you didn’t see Peter anywhere. Maybe he was running late or something.

“Happy Birthday!” MJ said as she hugged you.

“Thank you.” You blushed.

“Alright have fun, you guys.” Ned’s mother said. You all waved at her as she left before you turned to your friends.

“Okay, where is Peter?” You asked and crossed your arms. Ned took out his phone and checked his messages.

“He says he’s here. I think he’s pulling up.”

“Okay, we’ll just wait for him here.” You said, looking around but finding no cars coming your way. You liked this boardwalk because it was right on the edge of the city so on one side, it was the beach and boardwalk and on the other side was the busy city where all the cars were.

“Are you sure he’s here?” You asked Ned and he nodded in response.

“Yeah, he texted me saying to stay where we are. You don’t see him?” Ned asked. You looked at MJ who just shrugged. You looked around once more but the colors red and blue caught your attention from the corner of your eye.

“I think I found him.” You whispered to Ned as your jaw dropped. MJ still didn’t know Peter was Spiderman and you would only tell her if Peter gave you the okay. Across the street, Peter was in his Spiderman suit, standing on top of a moving bus. He had on one of Ned’s fedora’s which made this thing cuter. The bus was heading your way and Peter did say he was here.

“Hey! You’re really cute!” Peter yelled out, pointing to you. People that were passing by looked from Peter to you which caused you to blush. You didn't know what he was doing but you kind of liked it.

“Hi, Spiderman!” Ned said eagerly, waving at him.

“Is he really hitting on you?” MJ asked you and you nodded with a smile.

“Hey, what’s your name?” Peter called out as the bus came to a stop. It started to let people out and a crowd started forming around the bus because of Spiderman.

“Y/N.” You played along.

“Wow, beautiful name for a beautiful girl. You are making some man very lucky.” You giggled at this as people looked at you

“Who says I have a man?” You smirked and Ned laughed. No one else knew the context of this situation but Ned did.

“Sorry for assuming, Y/N, but someone as beautiful as you must have someone on her arm.”

“Oh, I do, but it looks like he’s not here right now. And on this day above all. You see, it’s my birthday.” You chuckled.

“He’s an asshole for standing you up on your birthday,” He said. The bus started to move and Peter wrapped this up really quick. “Oh look, I have to go. If I see your man I’ll yell at him. I’ll see you around, Y/N and happy birthday!”

“Is that my fedora?!” Ned yelled at Peter but he was too far away to hear. You laughed and shook your head before turning to face your friends.

“Don’t tell Peter about this. He’s insecure enough as it is.” MJ chuckled. It was true, Peter always worried that you’ll leave him for someone else but you’ve proved to him enough times that you loved him and only him.

“Don’t worry, I don’t think Peter will mind.” You laughed.

“So, where is he? I thought he was pulling up.” MJ asked. You were about to answer but you heard Peter’s voice as he jogged to you, Ned, and MJ.

“I’m here! I’m here! I’m sorry I’m late.” Peter clutched his backpack which you knew contained his suit.

“I was just about to take her in there myself and forget all about you.” MJ joked and the four of you walked to the entrance. Peter wrapped an arm around your shoulders and kissed your cheek.

“So, anything interesting happened while I was gone?” Peter asked innocently. Ned just laughed but didn’t say anything.

“You’re such a dork.” You whispered to him before leaning up and kissing him.

“You loved it,” Peter whispered back.

“I love you.” You smiled and leaned into his side. You could always count on Peter to make you smile in the most weirdest ways possible.

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