Alone // Peter Parker x reader

PART THREE: CUDDLES AND BLOODSHED

As I sat down next to peter while pushing away my tray of soggy fries I look over and the sun is hitting his chocolate brown curls just right which is extenuating his jawline making him look- Okay, no. I need to humble myself. Jesus Christ. Okay also ew, We don't talk about him

"Soo uhh (Y/n) do u wanna have a star wars marathon tonight?" Peter Piped up and I looked up and nodded "yeah, sure. sounds good. I've just got to stop by my.. home and pick some stuff up" I smiled a little and looked down at my plate, putting some peas on the plastic fork and putting them in my mouth. they were absolutely disgusting 

 

We arrived at the doors of the Orphanage and I pushed them open and all the kids came and toppled me over then looked at Peter who was now laughing at me trying to fight off all of the kids "(Y/n), We have someone coming around to see us" 

We walked up the stairs and down the hall to my room and I opened the door, picking up the apple I left on the ground and I put it back on my desk before dumping the contents of my bags and I started packing some clothes, a toothbrush and my hairbrush. Just things I needed while Peter looked around the room, I never really took him there much. I wasn't ashamed just.. Yeah I was ashamed. 

as I zipped up my backpack I heard the thoughts of one of the girls behind me, Standing in the doorway. "Yes, I can help you with your hair and outfit tomorrow. I promise I'll be back with plenty of time to spare" I turned around and smiled, slinging the backpack over one shoulder and walking over to Peter "how did u know?" she asked "I just know" I replied

            Peter Pov
Out of the corner of my eyes, I saw a feather that had half gold half white. It was beautiful and it had a shine to it. It looked magical so I shoved it into my pocket and (y/n) walked over to me and I smiled

there did the feather come from?

(Y/n) Pov

"What's on your mind, Pete?" I asked 

"Oh it's nothing (Y/n)!" he replied while forcing a smile

I knew exactly what was on his mind because I saw him picked up the feather then ask himself where it came from but he will never figure it out because he's not the best detective in the world. But neither is my brother.

                     

As I entered the small but cozy apartment I was greeted by peters aunt may engulfing me in a hug, Peter and I had been friends since middle school and peter and I had had many sleepovers that consisted of lightsaber fights and watching star wars while aunt may cooked dinner that we never ended up eating and I cooked instead while she hovered over my shoulder in an attempt to learn but I wouldn't have it any other way

"Hey May!!" I laughed into the hug while burying my head into her. She had always been my mother figure and she knew I was an orphan just like her Pete just less lucky.As I made my way to peters room I dumped my bag in his corner and he did the same thing. His desk was littered with papers, designs and parts of things that I didn't care about 

My back started to itch and I knew what that meant my wings needed a stretch. They often did because I hold them in for a certain amount of time. It's not sore it's just like an itch you can't scratch and that does get very annoying.

I walked to the bathroom and as soon as I locked the door or what I thought was locking it these big white gold and silver wings folded out of my back. I heard footsteps down the hall and I thought the door was locked but it swings open to reveal a wide-eyed May.

I put one hand over her mouth and the other grabbed her wrist pulling her in. I sat her down on the toilet seat while slowly pulling my hand away from getting her mouth, I pulled my wings back in and she just sat there in shock.