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Let Me Love You

pairing: tom holland x fem!reader

summary: Tom Holland loves you but he's scared you don't feel the same because of your past.

warnings: alludes to past sexual assault, angst, fluffy end, ex boyfriend is horrible

wc: 2.5k

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Tom's POV

I love her. I really, really love her, and I know she's been hurt by that douchebag of a man named Chad and I know she's sworn off of ever dating and falling in love again, but that can't be true, at least I hope it's not true.

I need it not to be true because without the hope that one day we could be together I don't know what I'd do. I need her, more than I need so many other people, it's actually scary how much, it should be a surprise though because she's absolutely stunning. She doesn't know this though and if she did that wouldn't be good, for me or her, and I'm afraid if she knew she would push me away in order to protect herself, even if I would never hurt her.

You see y/n's my best friend and her ex-boyfriend was a complete douche, I knew that when they started dating but she was so happy with him, I couldn't tell her, now that I think of it in the long run I probably should have told her because the way she acting now is scary, I've never seen her so cut off from the world and she doesn't message me as much as she used to its sad really. I hate Chad and what he did to her, no human being should have to go through that, especially my y/n.

I'm abruptly cut from my thoughts at the sound of my phone beeping, signifying I've gotten a message, I pick up my phone and thoughtlessly smile at who the message was received from, y/n's name is displayed on my phone screen with a message that reads:

hey tom, are you busy? :)

I reply with a quick no and she then says she's on her way over to my apartment.

I'm happy about this because I haven't seen her in a few days and I know I sound like a complete idiot but I miss her, I hate how much I miss her without even seeing her for a few days but I can't help it, I love her.

After waiting aimlessly around for about 10 minutes I hear a knock on my apartment door and swiftly make my way over to it. I pull the door open and go to greet her but am cut off by her arms slinging around me in a tight hug, at first I'm shocked because why the hell is she hugging me, but then I relax into it wrapping my arms around her just as tight. I love this feeling, the feeling of her arms around me and I can't help but get butterflies in my stomach from how close we are, not just physically but emotionally as well.

We've hugged before, of course, we're best friends but this feels different I don't know how but it just does and I can't help but relish in this new feeling the hug is giving me.

After what felt like hours she pulls away but keeps her arms wrapped around me smiling up at me, and fuck it's beautiful, she's beautiful I can see something different about her now as well but I can't pinpoint what it is, a new brightness in her smile that reaches her gorgeous e/c eyes and man I'm falling harder and I don't think I can stop.

Pulling away completely she grabs my hand and drags me inside my apartment towards the couch.

"Hi" she smiles again with a small giggle and I'm confused as to why but reply with a 'hi' anyway. Smiling at her I wait for her to continue and she does.

"I need to tell you something, Tom," she says brightly but my heart beats a little faster at her words, this can be either really good or really bad. Let's hope the former.

"Ok" I reply hesitantly, nervous about what she wants to talk to be about "go ahead".

Y/n's POV - the day before

Laying in my bed, staring at the ceiling of my bedroom thinking about too much shit that it's clouding my thoughts of what I have been meaning to think about for the past few weeks.

I think I like Tom and I know how he feels, it's kind of obvious from the longing looks he sends my way. He's my best friend and we have been since we were 10 years old, ever since then I knew our relationship wasn't like any normal pair of best friends, but I've never thought of what that might actually be, that is until I started dating Chad, that douche.

I don't want to think about admitting these feelings I have towards Tom even though it seems almost impossible at this point, but admitting them means thinking about a relationship and the thought of being in a relationship again scares the shit out of me.

I know that Tom would never hurt me and if he did I can be sure it wouldn't have been intentional, but what Chad did to me the way he... touched me, a shiver runs through my body at the thought, it makes me fear something like that would happen again, and that thought alone has made so scared to admit to myself the way I truly feel about the man I call my best friend.

A knock at my door makes me jolt from my spot in the bed and I pray that it's not the person that I have been ignoring since I came to the conclusion that I might like him more than I previously thought. Getting up I swiftly make my way over to the apartment door and take a look through the peephole to see who it is. Sighing in a breath of relief that it's only my second best friend on the entire planet, I swing the door open and greet her with a gracious smile.

"Y/n/n, it feels like I haven't seen you in forever" Cora smiles at me whilst embracing me in a hug "I know it's great to see you again" I reply happily returning the hug with just as much enthusiasm.

We walk into the lounge room and plant ourselves on the couch catching up on all the things we've missed out on in the last week we hadn't seen each other, Cora knows about what Chad did to me and she also thinks that I'm wholeheartedly in love with Tom and as my mind likes to keep reminding me that I might and I can't truthfully deny her current claims, her being the overly observant person she is noticed this and was now jumping up and down in excitement I thought that I might pass out from exertion of the muscles and I wasn't even doing anything.

Once she'd calmed down she decided to fire millions of questions my way expecting me to be able to understand the gibberish coming from her mouth. She settled on just a couple once figuring out that I wasn't understanding her beforehand.

"So y/n, when did you finally come to the conclusion that you might be in love with your best friend" she speeds out the question waiting impatiently for my reply "not in love" I state though the thought doesn't seem too bad compared to what I was feeling about 10 minutes prior, "and for your information, it was just before you arrived actually so don't think I've been keeping any secrets" I smile knowing I would never be able to lie to Cora even if I tried.

"Well what are we still doing here then, you need to go tell him" she screeches trying to pull me up from my spot on the couch, but I am once again reminded by that little voice in the back of my head telling me not to go, that I'll get hurt again, and if it happened again I don't think I would be able to handle it.

Cora must sense my discomfort or see it on my face because her expression softens and I am grateful for it, she slowly comes to sit back down beside me afraid that if she moves too fast she'll manage to scare me off somewhere.

"Y/n/n, sweetheart, I know what Chad did to you has left a scar on you, but you can't push feelings like this away, ignoring them will only make it worse and you'll be sorry if you don't take the opportunity to be happy with the wonderful man you and I both know Tom is, he wouldn't hurt you like that" I flinch at the mention of Chad but deep down I know she's right, she's always right.

"I know Cora, I do but it scares me, being in a relationship again, getting hurt again, it scares me so much" a few tears slip from my eyes "I know Tom would never do such a thing, but I can't give him what we know all men usually want in a relationship, I'll be a burden, and I can't handle that" more tears fall from my eyes at a faster pace now, Cora says nothing, she just wraps her arms around me and we sit there for a while not saying anything, the thing I love about Cora is how she knows exactly how to comfort me and without her saying anything I can tell she means well.

Pulling away from each other I give her a sad smile and she nudges me playfully "y/n you need to tell Tom because if you don't you might lose him forever, he loves you so much you can tell by the way he looks at you, but he's not going to be able to wait around forever" I smile at her as she's is right once again, and I think to myself the thought of losing Tom forever is so much scarier than getting hurt again that I know I need to tell him how I feel.

"Tomorrow, I'm gonna tell him tomorrow" I smile at Cora and she embraces me in a hug once again.

"I know it's hard y/n, but I know you can do it" she whispers in my ear, I just smile back once more and we go back to chatting and watching movies for the entire night.

•

Walking up to Tom's apartment door after I shot him a quick text asking if he was buss and getting a reply that tells me I can come over, I feel nervous, scared but mostly excited, I need to tell him and after my conversation with Cora last night I know it's the right thing to do.

Knocking on his door I wait about 10 seconds before I hear him coming and once he opens the door I don't give him time to greet me as I jump into his arms in a hug that I try to emit my emotions through, I want him to know now more than ever. He seems shocked at first but then I feel him relax into the hug a bit more.

Pulling away I smile up at him to see his beautiful face whilst grabbing his hand and pulling him towards the couch in one swift motion.

"Hi" I giggle out trying to come up with the best way to tell him this without sounding like a complete idiot, he replies with a 'hi' and I can sense the confusion in his voice as he waits for me to continue.

"I need to tell you something, Tom" I exclaim brightly as I can barely hold in the emotion, he replies once again with a hesitant "ok, go ahead"

"I— um I—" I stammer out trying to find the best way to tell him my feelings, I suddenly feel a sense of dread and don't know how to continue, Tom squeezes my hand comfortingly as I try to get the words out but I'm unsuccessful once again, thinking that this I too hard and that it was a bad decision in the first place I quickly let go of Tom's hand and move to exit his apartment as quickly as possible, I don't get very far though as he quickly grabs my hand and softly says my name.

I can hear the urgency in his voice as he says it and I can tell that he's worried about what I'm not sure, without thinking properly I swing back around to him and smash my lips against his in a passionate kiss taking control and stumbling into the back couch. Once Tom realises what's going on he starts to kiss back and grips my waist a bit too tightly, I know he didn't mean anything by it but that voice in the back of my head tells me to stop as I jump away from him and take in a shaky breath.

Tom then realises what he did "shit baby I didn't mean to I'm sorry" I hear him say but all I can focus on at that point in time is the word baby I don't know if it accidentally slipped out but it didn't sit well with me "don't call me that," I say a bit too harshly then add a "please" on the end as I look up at him, Chad used to call me that.

"Fuck, I can't do anything right, I'm so sorry y/n," he says once again and he tries to come and comfort me but I step away needing to focus on something else, he didn't mean it like that, it was just an accident, I keep telling myself as I slowly calm my breathing and look up at him.

I walk towards him slowly and wrap my arms around him in a tight hug as I silently let some tears fall from my eyes. He rubs my back soothingly trying to calm me down, once the tears had stopped I pull away and give him a small smile, he smiles back and brings his hand to my face.

"Can I?" he asks and I nod silently, he leans in slowly and I get impatient and move forward to connect our lips once again, this time much calmer and softer.

Tom lets me take control as I push us back into the couch and run my tongue along his bottom lip asking for entrance, he grants it and our tongues work together in harmony. It's slow but that doesn't mean any less passionate, it's perfect, he's perfect.

I couldn't ask for anyone better, and I love him I really do.

I pull away from the kiss me look up at him again, "I love you, Tom" I admit to him smiling and his smile brightens extravagantly "I love you too, y/n" Tom reply's and as he says that I know that he means it wholeheartedly.

I know that it will take a while to warm up to this relationship stuff again and I know that it will take a lot for me to be able to trust that he won't hurt me and to trust in the meaning behind what he's doing but I believe that if I try hard enough I will get through this fucking stupid block in my head. I love him, I just need to learn how to show it again.

"You're beautiful y/n"

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[xlittle-writerx]

Healed

pairing: tom holland x fem!reader

summary: y/n has liked Tom for as long as she can remember, what happens when Tom's girlfriend breaks up with him.

warnings: mentions of cheating (not by our babe tom), a little angst, fluff

wc: 1.5k

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Tom and I have been best friends for as long as I can remember. Our parents were so it just made sense, I had always expected us to grow up together and say friends, but what I had never expected was for me to fall head over heels for him when we were still in high school. Looking back on it now I realise it's kind of inevitable, I mean he’s fucking hot, but that’s beside the point.

I thought I might have even had a chance with him, crazy thinking right. But that won’t be happening any time soon.

While Tom was off filming the Spider-Man Homecoming movie, he met a girl, and I get it she is absolutely gorgeous, but I still wish it was me.

It's even harder now though because they're both back home, Tom having finished filming, and I see her a lot more than I’d like to say I’m happy with, and I don’t think she likes me which is always a bonus. It looks like it’s going well though I who am I to say anything.

I turn my head, the sound of yelling voices outside my apartment door filling my ears, going to investigate I look through the peephole of the front door to examine the scene in front of me.

To my shock, I see Tom and his girlfriend having a, very heated, argument but it looks as though I’ve just caught the end of it as she storms away yelling ‘it's fucking over’. I stare in dismay at what just happened before my sensible head thoughts come back to me and I’m opening the door as quick as humanly possible.

The sight before me makes me want to cry, Tom just looks at me, his brown eyes filled with tears, he doesn’t need an invitation as he rushes into my open arms.

After we hugged for a long time though somehow not long enough, I bring Tom over to my brown couch “do you wanna talk about it” Tom just shakes his head and cuddles up to me, “later” he whispers, and I can feel the pain in his voice, so I agree and decide to put a movie on.

20 minutes pass and Tom is already out of it, but I don’t want him to sleep on my uncomfortable couch so begrudgingly I make a move to wake him up. Tom stirs from his sleep, and I can’t help but think how cute his scrunched-up face looks, but alas now is definitely not the right time to be thinking such things.

He grumbles a bit before eventually and sleepily, he follows me into my small bedroom, he plops down onto the bed and is seemingly out of it straight away, though to my surprise he whispers my name and lightly grasps the bottom of my oversized t-shirt.

“Stay with me” he whispers again, and I shake my head in a no, no matter how much I would rather say yes, he is not in the right state of mind, and I wouldn’t want to take advantage of his hurt state.

Though he doesn’t let go of my t-shirt and lets out a quiet ‘please’ it’s almost inaudible, he sounds so broken I say that’s the only reason I concede and climb into bed with him, until he falls asleep, I tell myself.

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When I woke up with Tom in my arms, I almost audibly yelled out a curse, swearing to myself at how stupid I was but, I can’t change it now so I might as well enjoy it.

Looking at his peaceful sleeping face I want to slap his now ex-girlfriend for causing him pain, though I don’t know what happened I can only imagine it wasn’t very good if this is the way Tom is acting. Glancing across to my bedside table I catch the time and almost jump out of bed.

11:30am flashes on the screen and I freak because I was supposed to be at work 3 hours ago, grabbing my phone off the table I leave a sleepy Tom in my bed to quickly call my boss and explain the situation to her.

Luckily, my boss is an angel and understood and let me take the rest of the day off to sort everything out with Tom.

Walking back into my room and to my bed, I take a seat beside Tom and brush some of his brown locks of hair from his face, he stirs and catches my hand as I try, and fail, to remove it from his face before he notices.

I smile sheepishly at him, and he gives me one back, “good morning sleepy head” I muttered a bit shyly, Tom smiled brighter and replies “good morning” rubbing the back of my hand with his thumb.

I leave the room after telling Tom that I’ll be making breakfast for the both of us and tell him to freshen up. One thing that stays on my mind the entire time I’m making breakfast is the way he looked at me this morning when he woke up, the light that seemed to be in his eyes has the butterflies in my stomach swirling.

I hear the shower stop just as I finish making breakfast and not long after Tom comes out smelling of my lavender body soap, “just in time” I smile at him and again, he looks at me like I’m the sun. Forcing myself to ignore the fluttering in my stomach, I set the table and we both sit down to eat the eggs and bacon prepared.

Once breakfast is done Tom and I sit down on my couch to watch more TV, “so” I start wanting to know what happened between Tom and his girl – ex-girlfriend yesterday, “do you want to talk about it now.

He gives me a shy kind of smile and nods sheepishly, “well” Tom starts “I just found out that she was cheating on me pretty much our entire relationship” he admits “I was just kind of in shock you know like I liked her, probably not as much as I should have, as she claims to have known the entire time, but it still hurt”

I stare at him like he’s just told me we're all gonna die in 10 seconds until I finally snap out of it “did she say why, not that there’s any excuse to cheating” I ask him wanting to know more details. At this Tom blushes and I’m confused, “actually, yes” he begins “she said it” he breaks off into a breathy kind of laugh “she said she did it because she thought I liked you”.

“Well, that’s absolutely absurd”, Tom just looks at me “isn’t it”, I say quieter than before, my hopes rising even though they shouldn’t, a slight smile takes over his face as he shakes his head and mouths ‘no’.

I smile a little and before I have a chance to react Tom leans over and plants his lips atop mine kissing me, I kiss back instantly having dreamt of this moment since I was 16.

Smiling he pulls away and though I’m ecstatic I’m still majorly confused, “since when” I ask like it’s the most important question in the universe and he replies with a smile “year 10” and it takes me a while to process his answer, but then I realise that we have liked each other the entire time and none of us acted on it.

This thought makes me laugh and hurt quickly flashes across Tom’s face thinking that I’m laughing at what he just said, I quickly place my lips on his again and he smiles into the kiss “I like you too” I say pulling away from his mouth “since year 10” I tell him and then he laughs his head falling to rest on my chest as his body heaves up and down, Tom’s laughter being contagious I start laughing with him until we’re both out of breath, Tom somehow ending up on top of me.

Our laughter dies out and he leans down to kiss me once more, this time more passionate than the last two as he grabs my waist trying to get closer than humanly possible. I pull away and ask him a question that had been on my mind since all this information has come out “then how come you were with her”.

“Because I thought you didn’t want me like that and tried to get over you” he lets out a laugh, “I think I only made it worse though” I laugh at his statement asking him another question, “why were you crying then” his face drops at this and I instantly wish I could take the question back, however before I can say anything else Tom speaks up “because over time I gathered small feelings for her as well, and it still hurt a little, but she’s not you" he smiles at me "she never will be" and with that, he kissed me once more.

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[xlittle-writerx]

Infatuated

pairing: peter parker x fem!reader

summary: peter parker has been infatuated with you ever since he met you, but you are in a relationship with someone else.

warnings: lowercase, verbal abuse (not from peter don't worry), you've got an idiot ex, a little angst, fluff Fluff FLUFF

wc: 3.1k

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peter parker is thought to be the most innocent person on the planet, and for the most part, he is. but as soon as his thoughts drift to you that changes a whole lot.

of course, no one knows of peters infatuation with you, and he himself doesn't know when it really started. if it was when you first met and he thought you were so pretty after working on a group project together or if it was after your first sleepover or movie marathon or the way you love star wars almost as much as he does. he has no idea when it started but now all he can seem to think of is you.

it's annoying for peter, to say the least, it's not like he wants to think of you all the time he just can't help it, and it fucks with his head when he's with you.

like right now, for instance, sitting at the other end of his couch watching star wars: a new hope, your favourite, and all peter can think about is pulling you closer to him and smashing his lips onto yours, but he can't do that, not with you in a relationship however bad the relationship is.

your boyfriend, alex, is a complete douche who verbally abuses you all the time. peter wants to step in but he doesn't know how, like what is he supposed to say 'i know you verbally abuse y/n because I'm a creep and watch her through her window while I'm on patrol sometimes' yeah nah don't think so.

so he doesn't do anything about it and it kills him, it really kills him that someone would treat you like that, but he can't.

taking a quick glance at you he notices how your eyes are beginning to droop, the first signs of sleep finally hitting you after the draining day you've had. after a while when peter is sure you're completely asleep he wraps you in a blanket, carrying you to his bed, laying you down softly.

peter watches your form cuddled into the blanket, soft breaths coming from your mouth, happy you are peaceful whilst in this state. being bold peter leans over and gives your forehead a light kiss that lingers probably a bit too long and stands up straight not hearing your incoherent mumbles of his name as he leaves the room to tell your parents you will be staying the night.

walking past his bedroom door, he hears a breathy murmur of his name from your lips and becomes curious as to why you are saying it.

he should just ignore you and go sleep on the couch, but he doesn't do that because he wants —needs — to see you, and he doesn't have enough willpower to ignore your sleepy state.

as he walks into the room his name is muttered again and he rushes to your side wanting to just hold your hand and stare at you for hours.

after being a creep for a long while peter starts to get tired himself letting go of your hand a raising to his feet, he is beginning to leave as the hand that he was just holding latches onto his grey t-shirt pulling him softly back in.

"stay" your mouth parts just slightly to release the word, peters stomach doing flips at the thought of sleeping anywhere remotely near you. he almost does until he thinks about alex and decides even though he's a dick he can't sleep next to you, it'll feel wrong.

trying to pry your hand off his top he is surprised to feel the strength in the grip of your sleeping form, not realising you're no longer asleep.

"please" you let out a whimper and peter weakens at your shaky voice giving in and crawling under the covers that peter didn't notice you'd somehow gotten under as well, relaxing into the bed you pull peters hand over your stomach making peter the big spoon.

his heart is racing as your breathing becomes soft once again and he's afraid the whole world can hear it.

peter, after a few minutes finally relaxes into you snuggling closer and tangling his legs with yours unconsciously, falls into a deep sleep with a soft smile on his face.

•

waking up next to peter was nice, when you asked him to stay last night you didn't actually think he would, but alas he did and it felt nice to be snuggled into his chest on a cold winter morning.

you had liked peter more than a friend for a long time now, but every time you tried to break up with alex things didn't really go well. he would yell and threaten the people you loved if you ever broke up with him and it scared you so much you didn't want to risk it, so you stayed in order to keep the people you loved safe from your crazy boyfriend.

turning over in peters arms you bury your head in his chest and breathe in the earthy smell of him, his natural scent always seemed to calm you no matter the mood you were in.

peters arms tightened around you like he never wanted you to leave, trying to keep the heat in you snuggled even closer. you and peter had never hugged like this before, it was nice.

peter was enjoying the hug just as much, if not more than you were and he never wanted to let go, though checking the time he realises that he has to get up because he remembers you telling him that alex was coming over today. he could he the sadness in your eyes when you told him and he wished he could do something other than just stand by and watch it all go down.

groaning peter untangles himself from you and climbs out of bed leaving a light kiss on your forehead and you feel tingles in the spot he kissed and want to tell him to come back though knowing you have to get up soon anyway.

letting out a sigh you roll over quietly and catch a glance at peter getting changed, you know you should look away, you shouldn't be staring at your best friend like that, but you can't seem to tear your eyes away from his toned body, thank the lord he's not looking this way.

you accidentally let out a yawn that alerts peter of your awaking state and he glances over his still not covered shoulder at you and you smile a shy smile at him with which he returns, the small act making butterflies erupt in your stomach.

you make your way over to peters bathroom grabbing a change of clothes along the way and as peter hears your feet padding across the floor he follows the sound and watches as you walk in and close the door, though as sits down on his bed he notices that the door didn't close the entire way.

he knows he shouldn't watch you get changed, but he couldn't take his eyes of you, he absolutely adored the way you looked and he knew you were insecure but he loved you for every blemish and bump scattering your skin.

turning his eyes away when you started walking back in his room he tried to get the images of you out of his head before he did something he would regret.

"alex is coming over today," you tell peter to preoccupied with folding the clothes you were previously in to notice the lust in his eyes that he was trying to get rid of.

"do you want me to be there?" he asks and you don't reply so peter gets up to ask you again before he sees your shoulders moving up and down faster than they should be.

"y/n" he whispers and before he has time to react you spin around and fling your arms around his shoulders, head tucked into his neck, silent sobs coming from you, he didn't know what to do so he just held you tight and let you cry.

"i'm sorry" you whimper "can you come please"

"of course y/n, of course"

•

after leaving peters apartment, you went and picked up some coffee from your favourite coffee place and peter insisted that he buy it today, you tried to argue but in the end, he won.

now you were sitting on your bed waiting for alex to show, leg bouncing up and down faster than the speed of light.

peter kept glancing over at you worriedly and you think deep down he knew why you wanted him here today because after last night all you wanted to do was break up with him, just cuddling with peter made you see that and with him here you think you have the confidence to actually do it.

hearing a knock at the door you jump and take a worried look over at peter and he gives you a nod nudging you in the way of the door with a soft smile, feet padding to the door you stop it the front of it and take another glance back at peter, his smile widened slightly and with that, you put a fake smile on your face turning back to the door and swinging it open with a cheery 'hello'.

"hi babe" alex greets with a kiss on the cheek and you inwardly cringe at the pet name that you have never liked, alex then notices peter sitting on my bed and harshly yanks your arm out the way of peters view and yells at you "what the fuck is he doing here".

"i wanted to talk to you," you say your heart rate racing more with every second you're alone with him.

"what does that have to do with that piece of shit" he whisper yells voice getting louder and you are praying peter comes out in a second, "i just wanted him here" you softly grab his hand trying to calm him down but he pushes it out of the way, not expecting it you stumble back into peters arms who has decided to come out of my room.

"don't you dare touch her" peter all but growls out at alex and you go to tell him not to worry about it before alex cuts me of "she's my girlfriend i can do whatever the fuck i want"

you go to step in but alex pushes you out of the way and you stumble to the floor "what the fuck is wrong with you" peter rushes to your side checking to see if you are ok to which you nod as he helps you stand back up.

peter's body is full of anger and he can feel it wanting to scream out at the idiot of a man in front of him, he has to physically stop himself from beating the shit out of him.

"alex just listen to me please" he hears you say though it sounds foggy and he can't comprehend what is happening, surprisingly alex listens and gestures for you to talk "alex we need to break up, this relationship isn't good for either one of us" you tell him and he goes to yell at you before he catches peter's eye and sees the hate that is solely directed at him in them and chooses otherwise.

"fine, but you'll regret it" and with that, he storms out of my apartment although not before bumping peter so hard he loses his footing and staggers back a few steps, letting out a breath of relief you look towards peter who is smiling at you and you laugh running up to him and hugging the life out of him.

"that went better than expected" there's a lightness to you that peter notices straight away and he absolutely adores the happiness that is seeping out of you.

"it could have gone better" peter grumbles out still affected by him but overall happy it did go as well as it did, "it could have been worse" you shrug running to your room to grab a coat and pulling peter out of your apartment and down onto the street below.

walking down the street with peter you felt the urge to just lean over and kiss him but you just broke up with alex and even though he's a dick it wouldn't feel right so you kept on going an extra pep in your step that peter loved to see.

"so where are we going exactly" you hear peter laugh out from somewhere behind you and you just shrug your arms a bright smile filling your face as you look back at him "anywhere i want because i'm free" there's a solemn undertone to that quote that peter picks up but opts not to say anything because you look so happy.

peter laughs at you and you can't help but fall even more for the boy still lagging behind you, "i'll race you back to your apartment" you yell out to him and take off running so peter has no time to argue.

peter being the superhero he is, catches up to you in no time and you start to question your fitness levels, laughing and running all the way back to his front door you stop puffing like crazy, who knew running was so tiring.

"you cheated" you slap peter on the arm still laughing and he just pulls a silly face at you as he opens the door to walk in.

"so what to do now" peter asks plugging his phone into the speaker you brought for him one year.

"i want pancakes" you yell and peter looks shocked at your abrupt comment before regaining his composure and nodding, turning on some 50s music he knows you love to cook food to.

grabbing the few ingredients you needed out of the pantry out almost scream at the song peter put on and beam up at him.

"milady, would you do me the honour" peter bows in front of you putting his hand out in request and you giggle accepting his offer " of course, good sir" you curtsy in return grabbing his hand.

dancing in the kitchen to 50s music has always been a thing peter and you enjoy laughing as he spins you around in circles and dips you.

though this time something feels different, and you know what it is, you're closer than usually and peter's holding onto you tighter as if when he lets go you'll disappear and not for the first time today you want him.

glancing at him you notice he's already looking at you and your dancing slows as the music seems to disappear, with his forehead resting against yours it would be so easy to just lean in and kiss him.

peter is thinking the same, he can't help but feel the want for you come flooding in with you pressed up against his body like this, and as he looks in your eyes he can feel the same want radiating back off of you.

he leans in slightly and so do you and you can both feel the nerves radiating off of each other, though like a physical force pulling you together you don't stop leaning in until his lips brush over yours so lightly you could have imagined it.

wanting more you push forward and plant your lips solidly over peters and feel him melt into the kiss, getting more confidant you feel peters and travel to the curve of your back and pull you in impossibly closer.

you can't help but start laughing and soon so does peter, because after all these years of being entirely infatuated with each other you'd finally got him. peter doesn't want the moment to end too quickly so he kisses you again and you stumble back into the counter from the force of the kiss.

with certainty, peter picks you up and places you on top of the counter moving to stand in between your legs not breaking the kiss, you smile slightly and he laughs.

"shit" he's breathless "i can stop if you want, it's just I've wanted to do this for so long," peter tells you and you laugh again "don't stop, because hell so have i".

that was all peter needed as he leans in again to place urgent kisses along your neck and jaw, tightening your legs around him wanting him desperately closer, a quiet moan leaves your lips as peter hits your sensitive spot and he smirks against your skin.

you bring a hand up to your mouth at lightning speed and he laughs, "if i was going any further i would say something sexy like 'let me hear those sounds darling' but we are not today so do whatever you want" you laugh at his explanation groaning slightly embarrassed and leaning your head forward to rest on his chest "though I've got to say it was pretty hot".

"oh my god, peter" you cover your face with your hands in embarrassment and lean away from him, "now now, let's not cover that beautiful face of yours" he coos and you blush as he takes your hands in his and smiles down at you "much better darling"

shyly you smile back at him and he beams picking you up and spinning you around the kitchen "do you want to stay the night" peter then asks suddenly shy again as he sets you back on the floor though he doesn't let go his arms around your waist yours resting around his neck "mays not gonna be home so" he trails off and a blush coats his cheeks "that is only if you want to"

"of course i do pete of course" he lets out a breath of relief at your words and you laugh to yourself, did he really think i would say no.

leaning in you place a quick kiss to his lips "so how about we start on these pancakes hey" you ask and peter laughs grabbing out a mixing bowl and pan "so why don't you mix the things in the bowl- peter are you listening".

"no sorry i got distracted"

"with what, come now you have to spill" you tease him and he huffs though it looks as though he'd made up his mind already.

peter looks directly and the look in his eyes makes my breath catch in my throat "with how in love with you i am" he says quietly and my eyes go wide "fuck i shouldn't have said that"

"no no, say it again" i plead wanting to hear the words coming from his mouth again.

"i'm in love with you, y/n l/n"

and you smile because shit "i'm in love with you too peter parker"

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Masterlist

MCU!Peter Parker

Enemies

Infatuated

Tom Holland

Healed

Let Me Love You

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She was a painting made for him But he was blind

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Enemies

pairing: peter parker x fem!reader

summary: peter like's y/n but y/n doesn't like peter, they think

warnings: none, a bit sappy towards the end

wc: 2.5k

•••

y/n POV

School is the only thing I manage to do right, being top of the class means so much to me and I’ve worked my ass off every hour of every day to be where I am today. It's not only that though it’s also the fact that if I weren’t good enough my parents would be super disappointed in me and I can’t have that because disappointing my parents is the last thing, I’d wanna do.

But then Peter came along and fuck he's better than me in every way possible way it scares me, like good on him for being a fucking genius but please stop, it’s also not fair that he's really attractive.

It hurts a little bit, it's not his fault I know that but I can’t help but be angry at him for taking the top of the class spot that I’ve had for 3 fucking years in a row and now he comes in here and takes it from me.

I want that spot back, no matter what it takes because if my parents find out they won’t be happy, and I can’t have that.

•••

Walking into first period English and taking a seat I wait patiently for the teacher to arrive going on my phone and reading some story I'd found on Tumblr. I feel someone hovering over my shoulders, so I glare up at whoever is interrupting my story, glaring, even more, when I see it's Peter, damn you genius.

"What do you want" I spit having had a bad day and not wanting to talk to the reason for it, he goes to reply but the teacher, Mrs Harrington, walks in ushering all the people that are out of their seats to sit down. Annoyingly there is a spare seat next to mine, so Peter decides it's a good idea to sit in that seat even though I'm sure he can tell that I don’t want to be near him, I sigh annoyed that he's ignoring my obvious discomfort then avert my attention back to the teacher.

"Good morning class, I hope you all enjoyed your weekend, today we are starting a pair project" Mrs Harrington starts and I hear murmurs around the class of people deciding who they want to go with "but don't get too ahead of yourselves I'm picking the pairs" at that the class then quiets down.

I start to doze off into my imagination while Mrs Harrington is picking pairs until I hear my name, "and lucky last I guess that leaves Ms y/l/n with Mr Parker, enjoy class" oh hell no I will not, I turn my head and frown at him and I swear I see a slight flash of guilt, but he covers it up with a charming smile and winks at, oh that confidence.

"I guess we'll be seeing a lot more of each other y/n, don't worry though I'll make sure we get a good grade" Peter whispers with a cocky smile, screw him and his attractive face.

He pulls the desk he's sitting at over to mine making a loud screeching sound along the floor and gaining attention from the whole class, he smiles sheepishly and giggles and I'm not gonna deny it was kinda cute, but I roll my eyes at him we start discussing what topics we should do our project on.

Now don't get me wrong Peter is extremely attractive and totally dateable and him being smart only makes him 100 times hotter, but the fact that he's the one person making my parents feel a strong sense of disappointment towards me trumps any feeling that I might feel towards him, I think.

Peter's POV

Peter get yourself together god I can't be crushing on y/n not only does she hate me because I got a better grade than her in some classes, but she now thinks I don’t care about her and god what was that stupid comment Peter "I guess we'll be seeing a lot more of each other y/n, don't worry though I'll make sure we get a good grade" I'm so stupid like 'y/n I'm sorry I just can't control what comes out of my mouth when I'm around you'.

I mean she's beautiful and smart and compassionate and kind and down to earth, who wouldn't fall in love with her, she is everything a guy like me could want and more and I know that she is way too good for me like way too good.

As the bell for the end of lesson rings through my ears I start to pack up my stuff and go to walk out the door when I hear Mrs Harrington say "ok class see you tomorrow you have until this time next week for your project so I will suggest to catch up with your partner outside of school if you want a high grade" I smile at the thought of seeing y/n outside of school.

"What the hell are you smiling at Parker" I hear her say from beside me, I'm surprised she even made a comment seeing how she supposedly hates me "well, hello, Parker you still there" I snap out of my thoughts at her waving a hand in front of my face. "Uhm— um- huh uh— nothing nothing" god Peter get your words out you’re a big boy. She giggles, giggles? At me and keeps on walking to her next class. I wanted to talk to her about catching up after school to do the project, so I grab her by the wrist saying "wait, y/n, I wanted to see if— um if you wanted to um— you know what never mind bye” I smile a small smile at her letting go of her wrist as she says bye back and watch her walk out of the class like a creep.

y/n POV

What the hell was that y/n, giggling at him, really, y/n doesn't giggle at boys. And also, what the hell was that tingling feeling in my wrist when he grabbed me and why oh why am I still smiling like an idiot.

He was being all cute though I'm not sure what was up with that.

I feel my phone buzzing in my pocket a few times and pull it out seeing a couple of messages one from my best friend Nevaeh and an unknown number.

I open Nevaeh's message first and it reads

•Nevvy• 💛: I gave your number to that really cute smart kid that's in your class ;) •Nevvy• 💛: go get him, tiger

I roll my eyes at my best friend’s antics and decide not to reply because she's in my next class.

Opening the number that I'm assuming is Peters’s I see a few messages.

Unknown: hi y/n it's Peter Parker I got your number from your friend Nevaeh she said you wouldn't mind I hope you don't I thought it would be smart if I got your number so we can chat about our project ;) Unknown: :)* shit sorry

Laughing at the last message he sent and changing his contract name to Peter I put my phone away making it to my next class before the bell goes, I see Nevvy walking in and go up to her making conversation waiting for the teacher to start the class.

•••

Peter and I are almost finished with our project which I am super thankful for, but we still need to add a few more bits and pieces of information before we hand it in tomorrow.

Over the past week, Peter and I have gotten kinda close and I don’t know what to think about that because I haven’t liked spending time with him ever because seeing his face just reminds me of how much of a failure I am to my family, but lately I haven’t been thinking about that when I'm with him all I can think about now is how cute his face is, and I don’t know what to do.

Fishing my phone out of my pocket I shoot a quick text to Peter letting him know I'm on my way over to his place.

Putting my phone away I walk down the busy streets of Brooklyn feeling the need to get some food, so I stop in at a small place called Delmar's and who do I see standing at the register, Peter freaking Parker, what are the chances.

I walk up behind him scaring him and he lets out a very high-pitched squeal I thought that he might be a little girl. Laughing he turns around scared out of his pants and he looks like he wants to piss himself. He lets out a breath of relief seeing that it’s just me and not some weirdo wanting to murder him or something.

"oh um— hey y/n, what are you doing here?" He stutters out, picking at the skin around his fingernails, I smile at his cute little nervous habit I’ve noticed he has and reply, "I was um— on my way to yours and wanted some food so I decided to stop in here, can you wait for me then we can walk together."

Peter's POV

Crap, she wants me to wait for her, what the hell is happening I thought that she hated me although she has been acting differently towards me this past week so maybe, just maybe will I have a chance with her, of course, she's way out of my league, but a boy can dream, can't he?

"Sure, yep I— I can do that" I stutter out once again looking up from my hands to see her smiling, god I love her smile, "thanks Pete" she replies happily then goes to order something at the counter I smile at the little nickname she's given me.

Once she had finished ordering she came over to me and we started walking to my place. I felt our hands brush together a few times and I know it's cliché as shit, but I felt tingles. I glance over at her to see her smiling down at her hand, if she’s smiling for what I think she’s smiling for then I think I might cry out of happiness, I'm hoping.

•••

Walking into my apartment building and into my apartment, I go straight to my room knowing that Aunt May is away for the week expecting y/n to follow me in there.

Once there I put all my stuff down and jump onto my bed with my English books, I see y/n looking around awkwardly trying to find a place to sit "y/n, you can um— you can sit here with me" I say patting the bed next to me, she just nods and walks over to me and we start discussing the project.

I feel the need to ask her why all of a sudden, she's being so nice to me since she's disliked me for as long as I can remember.

"Hey, y/n, why don’t you like me?" I ask nervously looking down at my hands and playing with my fingers.

"Um I— I don't really know... well I do" I look up at her to see she's already looking directly at me "I don't think I ever truly didn’t like you, I— I guess I just hated that you were better than me at the only thing I was good at" I go to reply but she cuts me off saying something else “I know its not your fault that your like a super genius” she laughs without any humour lasing her tone “but my parents have always said I should be the best at everything I do and that includes this I guess so when you got here and just popped up in front I took my anger out on you and I know, I know it was shitty but it felt better than thinking that I couldn’t do anything well anymore” she continues with a shaky voice, and I see a glassy look cover her eyes like she's about to cry.

"You see Pete you're amazing at so many things, not just school and it just felt like I got stabbed in the heart when I heard there was a new top of the class for the first time in 3 years and then going home and seeing the disappointed looks on my parent's faces, I don’t know I just felt like I had nothing left” she finishes, and I see a single teardrop from her eye, she quickly brings her hand up to wipe the tear but they just kept coming.

I can't stand to hear her talk about herself like that, it breaks my heart to see that she actually thinks that's the only good thing about her when there are so many more things "y/n listen to me, yeah, you're an amazing, smart, generous, beautiful, compassionate, kind, down to earth, genuine person and don't let anyone, including yourself, tell you any differently." I smile at her and see a dumbstruck look cross her face.

"You really believe that Peter, you think I'm beautiful?" She questions still not believing the words coming out of my mouth, I nod bringing my hand up to wipe more of the tears slowly falling down her face “of course I do your amazing” I smile at her and she gives me a small smile back.

The tears were gone now but I couldn't bring myself to remove my hand from her cheek, I look up into her eyes and see a light in them that I haven't seen in a very long time, she's so pretty, it's also at this moment that I realise she has started to move in closer, as in CLOSER, as in does this mean we are going to kiss, what if I'm bad at this, what if— my thoughts are cut off as I feel her soft lips pressing gently against mine, I'm in shock at first but then as I'm about to kiss back she pulls away leaving her forehead resting against mine.

"I— I've wanted to do that for forever" I let out breathlessly, she just smiles that beautiful smile and leans back in kissing with much more pressure than the previous one.

I bring my hands down to her waist as she entwines her hands in my hair tugging on it slightly, I accidentally let out a light groan the feeling of her pulling my hair being ecstatic, I feel slightly embarrassed until she giggles and kisses me harder climbing onto my lap and into a straddling position kissing me with so much passion.

We break the kiss breathless and panting wanting it to continue but knowing if we kissed for much longer, we wouldn’t be able to stop.

I just stared at her for a while thinking why in the world does this amazing, beautiful woman want me but boy I'm not complaining.

“You’re beautiful y/n”.

“So are you Peter”.

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