under the mask , peter parker

Five

Slight smut but it's right at the beginning so I'm not even gonna bother with the 🥨 sorry 🤷🏻‍♀️
There's also a little towards the end. I'll put a pretzel there even though it's nothing too bad.

Third person

Penelope wakes up first, realizing that she is laying with her head on Peter's chest, and that she is completely laying on top of him.

She sighs in contentment and smiles at the thought that the boy she loves -and has come to terms with the fact that when she realized she loved him was years ago- feels the same way about her.

"Whatcha looking at, princess?" Peter asks, a smirk appearing on his lips.

"You," Penelope chuckles before leaning in to kiss him slowly.

The kiss is slow and comforting. Peter runs his tongue along Penelope's lower lip before she gives him an entrance. They lazily fight for dominance, Peter winning in the end.

Penelope's eyes flutter shut and Peter deepens the kiss slightly. New butterflies appear in Penelope's stomach as she reciprocates.

Penelope places her hands on his chest and he places his on her waist, as gently as he can.

Peter pulls away, knowing he would take it further if he could, but he doesn't want to hurt Penelope.

Penelope whines slightly at the loss causing Peter to chuckle.

"That was...amazing." Penelope concludes.

"I agree," Peter nods.

Penelope lays her head back onto Peter.

Suddenly, a knock is heard on the door followed by the voice of an all to familiar person.

'Kids, it's time to get up.' Penelope hears her dad say through the metal door. 'Breakfast is ready and Peter, May wanted to know that you were okay.'

Penelope groans before standing up.

She makes her way over to Peter's dresser rather than her own- because yes, Peter has her own dresser in her room, and her one in his, because they spend so much time at each other's houses- and pulls out a baggy Snoop Dogg t-shirt, before walking over to her dresser and grabbing a pair of black shorts to match.

"If you're gonna continue to steal my clothes," Peter laughs, "I think it's only fair I get to steal some of yours."

"Sorry," Penelope looks down. "They- they helped once I got back."

Peter walks up to her, hugging her again. "I didn't say you couldn't steal my clothes. I just said I wanted to steal some of yours," he pulls back and uses one finger to lift her chin before adding "Princess," and pressing a soft kiss to her lips.

Penelope was blushing profusely at this point. She cleared her head and grabbed her clothes again after realizing she had dropped them on her dresser.

Penelope headed to her bathroom and slipped out of Peter's pink hoodie (like Tom's pink one, get it?) before pulling his black t-shirt over her head. She pauses before she pulls it all the way down, eyes staring at her stomach through the mirror.

She fights back the tears in her now glossed over eyes before she stumbles a few feet to the toilet and gently falls to her knees, landing quietly as she begins to hurl her stomachs contents up.

Peter realizes Penelope had been in the bathroom for a while so he goes to check up on her. He knocks a couple times and calls her name. "Pen? Pen, are you okay?"

When he doesn't hear a response, he opens the door to see her bent over the toilet. He runs to her and pulls her long, blonde hair out of the way.

"Friday, tell Stark, please." Peter tells the AI.

Friday doesn't respond but mere moments later Tony had joined the two in the bathroom.

"Mr.Stark, do you know what's going on with her?" The boy asks concerned for the girl.

"Yeah," Tony runs a hand through his hair. "But I'm going to let her tell you when she's ready." He adds in a whisper.

Penelope finally stops vomiting (ew I hate that word) and coughs dry heaves.

She wipes her mouth with toilet paper off of the nearby roll, before hugging Peter. "Thank you," she whispers, voice still hoarse.

Peter helps her up and the three walk downstairs to eat breakfast.

"Hey kiddo," Stark says to Penelope. "I know you've been going through it lately, so I made your favorite."

Penelope looks at the table and her mouth begins to water at the sight before her. "Moms recipe?"

"Yeah. Moms recipe," Stark nods.

Penelope takes another look at the breakfast casserole before her (it's my favorite thing to eat for breakfast. It's like meat, and cheese, and eggs? I think. It's amazing though) and she sits down, serving herself a plate before diving in.

Peter chuckles at the sight and sits next to her, serving himself a plate as well.

Peter had barely made it through his helping when Penelope was getting a third piece.

Stark chuckled.

Mid-bite she glares at her father and speaks with food in her mouth. "So what? I'm hungry!"

"Yeah, especially since you just puked your guts out." Stark laughs.

Penelope's glare just intensifies, if that's even possible.

Over the next month, Peter and Penelope spent every second together-waking and sleeping-only taking a break when one of them needed to shower or use the bathroom. They took turns for which house they stayed at.

Exactly a month after eating breakfast casserole, Peter asked Penelope to meet him at his apartment.

She gasped when she saw Peter and the nice little set up with a circular table for two, candles, and a classical piece of music playing in the background.

Penelope's face burst out into a huge smile. The boy linked their arms and walked her to the table, her grin only growing.

After dinner that night, Peter looked her in the eyes. "Penelope Stark, will you be my girlfriend?"

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Penelope squealed and rushed to the other side of the table to give him a hug. She whisper-yelled 'yes' a few times over and over, before his mouth caught hers in a passionate kiss.

Penelope moved so she was straddling him and he gripped her ass, causing her to gasp so he could deepen the kiss. Peter instantly took control of the kiss, both of their breathing getting heavier as they continued.

Penelope broke the kiss after a little before anything else happened. She relaxed onto him and sighed in contentment.

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She stood, giving him a quick peck on the lips. "I have to go home, Peter. Goodnight."

"Goodnight, Pen."

With that, Penelope walks out of the building to head back home.

A/N: I have given so many hints away as to what is happening with Penelope with explicitly saying it. I hope somebody gets it, but to any one that doesn't, I won't judge because there are high chances I wouldn't if I was the reader.

Love y'all. Have a great day.