Secrets - Peter Parker x Reader

Chapter Fifteen

After sitting outside in the courtyard for awhile Steve came out, completely wasted.
"Guysss oh my god. You won't believe it. We have like 20000 types of Vodka. Brings me back to the olden days." He stopped for a moment and looked sad. "I.. miss peggy." He dropped to the floor over dramatically and cried.
"Oh boy." I stood up and waved Peter to come help me hold Steve up.
"y/n you are so beautiful you know that." Steve sniffled.
"I'm flattered, let's get you to your room."
"No, no please. I cant be alone." He made big eyes at Peter and I.
"I have an idea."

The three of us laid on the couch in a living room area with this massive couch. I laid with Peter while we kept an eye on Steve.
"I really hope some day he finds someone like Peggy." I told Peter, drifting off to sleep.
"I hope so too." He ran his hand through my hair. "I think I found my Peggy." He said in a whisper and fell asleep. I could tell becuase he slightly opens his mouth, and stops running his fingers through my hair.

"God my head hurts." Steve groaned waking me up.
"Steve. Just because you're up doesn't mean it's time for everyone to get up." I said moving closer to Peter.
"Oh wa wa wa. Cry me a river. At least you have Peter. Mr. Spider boy. He's just little perfect isn't he. That little-"
"Steve oh my god. Stop it." I sat up waking Peter. He wrapped his arms around me pulling him back down.
"Go back to sleeeeeeep." He whispered. I motioned at Steve to leave, that man woke up on the wrong side of the couch.

"Wake. up." I opened my eyes to see Steve, again.
"Whhaaat now." I rubbed my eyes sitting up.
"You are so lucky Tony hasn't seen you, but he is waking up now so i'd recommend getting up." He smiled fakely and walked away.
"Good morning y/n" Peter looked up at me, still laying down.
"Good morning peter." I moved closer kissing him. It felt so weird just being able to kiss him whenever.
"Well you heard him, we better get up." Peter stood up and I realized I was still in my dress. No wonder I was so uncomfortable.

I got to my room and changed into an oversized t shirt and sweatpants. I was still exhausted from yesterday. I sat and read a book for a little while.
"Hey." Bucky walked in.
"Oh hi." I sat up.
"Can I ask you something?" He asked standing stiff in the doorway.
"Uh, yeah?" I scratched my head.
"Do you still love me." He asked plainly.
"Buck."
"Yes or no."
"No."
"Okay." He turned and walked out. The lack of emotion reminded me of when he "forgot" about me. I knew he was still there, I wish he could understand I still care about him.