All Of Me (Peter Parker x Reader)

Chapter 33

(Y/n) woke up shivering despite all her efforts to keep warm in the bathtub. It was the fifth night in a row, now. Tony had warned her that the bathrooms didn't get heat for some time during the late night to early morning hours so that the bedrooms and living room could be the primary focus instead. But she didn't listen, choosing her sense of safety over warmth and sleep.

She was rethinking that choice at the moment.

Her knees pressed closer to her chest as her toes curled and flexed, and hugged her blue and green blanket tighter around her body. Even her thicker pair of pajamas did nothing to help. Her pride had kept her in her bathroom this long, but she couldn't take another night of this.

She sighed as she groggily sat up in the tub, looking around in the dark bathroom. She stood up and stepped onto the chilled tiled floor. Her blanket stayed hugged around her as she opened the door to her room.

It had been a month and a half since Tony, Pepper, and (y/n) had moved into the estate, but it was only just now starting to look lived in. There was a dirty clothes hamper, and a clean folded pile of newer clothes on her dresser. On a desk sat the picture of her parents with a laptop Tony had regifted to her for school. Even the small closet and carpet had small evidence of her.

The curtains were open since she didn't sleep in the room anyway, nor did she use it at all today. Moonlight flooded the room through the large one-pane windows, eliminating the only thing she hadn't used yet.

The bed.

She stood there in the bathroom doorway, staring at it. It was bigger than she was used to, and no doubt comfier as well. It had plain white sheets, and pillows, with a thick cream colored blanket on top.

But her heart started to flip just by looking at it. Glancing at the windows, she took a step out of the bathroom and walked towards it. Each step made more goosebumps rise and hairs stand straight on her body, but she persisted anyway. She lifted the blanket, crawling in with her blue and green blanket still wrapped around her as she pulled it over her.

The warm air of the room was already seeping in, her body curling up on itself as she closed her eyes and laid her head on the pillow. Bringing her blanket up by her face, she breathed in the familiar scent. It had an effective way of calming her heart, and her body let go of the tension she didn't know she had. She couldn't even tell that she had slipped into sleep.

She didn't wake up until hours later when a light tapping was felt on her head. A quiet hum left her as she turned in bed, her back facing the end of the bed as she still slept. But the light tapping continued, eventually making her groan and turn over, her eyes just barely opening to see the blurring outline of a familiar robot.

"Dum-E?" she asked in a barely comprehensible state.

The robot clicked as it pointed a camera at her with its only hand, as it usually did, before tapping her on the head again.

"Stop it, I'm up," she said, putting her hand over the camera and pushing it away.

It scooted back and "mumbled" to itself. She sat up, her blankets falling to pile on her lap. Her eyes felt heavy, and she wanted nothing to do but fall back, even as the sun shined in her eyes-

Wait.

The sun?

I always wake up before the sun, she thought, her heart flipping as she turned to look at the clock, the numbers nine-forty-two shined in bright red on the clock that laid on the nightstand.

"I overslept?" she asked herself in a whispered voice.

"Is it because I slept in an actual bed for the first time in two months? It can't be much else..." she mumbled, rubbing her eyes as a yawn escaped her mouth.