tom holland + peter parker

all of you P.P.

request: Can u do college!peter x reader just cuddling

And chatting about they're future together

hope u like it<3

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Interlaced hands, softly beating hearts just for each other. That's what everything feels like right now, in this moment, in this happening. Gentle giggles, eye crinkles, nose boops. There's a lot of baggage with being Peter's girl, but there's also a lot of love and appreciation, hope and passion.

His dorm is quiet, save for the meek vibrations of the music playing next door, and the shuffling of tree leaves and branches from the wind outside. You're laying beside him, his left arm around your shoulders to pull you into his embrace while the two of you bask in comfortable silence. You've been staring at the ceiling for the past twelve minutes, thumb rubbing back and forth on Peter's hand. The nimble fingers of his left hand, the one holding you close, is tapping a gentle beat on your upper arm, reminding you that he's as consistent in your life as the rhythm in music.

"Hey, Y/N/N?"

"Yeah?"

He whispers, "Do you think we'll move in together after college?"

You turn as best you can to look at him. He's still staring at the ceiling, so you do the same. "I think we will... Do you want to?"

"Mhm," he hums in affirmation.

Silence for a few beats again. "Do you think we'll get married?"

Peter swallows thickly, the tapping on your arm slowly slightly. "I really want to."

You smile, though it's to yourself. "I really want to, too."

"Yeah?"

You hum just as he had. "I wanna be yours."

He breathes a chuckle. "You are mine."

"Forever... I mean."

He shifts slightly to look at you. You smile, so soft and adorable and loving, and Peter's heart gushes over his feelings for you. You're so beautiful, vulnerable and timid as you confess to him what you've been thinking about for weeks.

He interlaces your free hands, fingers locking.

"Would we stay in New York?"

"How could we ever leave May?" You ask after a few moments.

At the mention of her, Peter changes the subject. "I think she wants me to give you her ring." Your eyes stray away from the ceiling to look at Peter with wide eyes. "If we do get married, I mean," he says slowly.

You lick your lips, an action that doesn't go unnoticed by him. "I... don't know what to say."

"You don't have to say anything. You don't even have to accept it when... when the time comes."

"That's the thing..." You exhale, "I'd be a part of your family if I accepted."

"Would you want that?" his eyes are doe and shy. "To be family officially?"

"Me with your last name?" Your tone is teasing, and a blush arises on Peter's cheeks, tinting the freckled skin. "I couldn't imagine saying no."

Peter continues tapping away, absorbing all that's been said.

"Accepting May's ring?" You repeat after a few moments. "That's so... important. To both of you."

"You're that important to me, then," he says.

You roll your eyes as a self-defense mechanism, having grown too bashful to form another sentence in front of him. Peter giggles, squeezing you closer to him.

"You know I love you."

"And you know I'm in love with you," you squeeze back.

"All of me?"

"All of you," you confirm.

"Would we have kids?"

"I mean... I don't know." You confess. "You'd be a great father."

"Me? What about you?" He grins at you. "You'd be the best mom out there."

"As if."

"As so," Peter corrects. "I know it's true."

"And I know you'd be a great dad. You're so... great with kids," you compliment. "I don't know how we could not have a family together."

"Would they be ours?"

"Of course they'd be ours."

"No I- I mean... like biologically."

"I don't know," you tickle his abs for a moment, teasing him. "I'd like to think we could have a nice mix."

"Yeah," he smiles, cheeks still bright red. "They'd really love you." The two of you lock eyes, and you observe how his hazel orbs are dilated. "I really love you." He whispers.

You smile, once again bashful. You're starting to think you're turning into one of the seven dwarfs with how this conversation is going.

"All of you."