THREE-THOUSAND | Marvel Oneshots

Reunite As Lovers || P.P x Reader

When you wake up on a Tuesday morning with the worst allergies in history...anyway I'm so happy because I got into a really hard choir competition! It's pretty snazzy. But allergies suck. Especially when you're like me and allergic to everything else in the world.

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It's been three days since you've moved back to Queens. You had just moved into your new apartment building on 15th Street, close to the school you were supposed to be going to, Midtown High.

It was a big change from California, that's for sure. You had lived there for the past nine years, and now you were coming back, thanks to your dad's new job. You thought you wouldn't remember anything, and nothing would stay the same, but some things were grasping at your memories when you glanced at them, much to your delight.

You weren't allowed to walk anywhere alone due to your strict parents. It was totally valid though, because Queens was a very crowded and dangerous city. However, you didn't have anyone to walk the cities with. There was no one that you knew of that was the same age in your apartment grounds, anyway. But you couldn't stop thinking about your old friends from here. Obviously, there was no way you would see them again, but you wondered how they were doing now, and how much they'd changed.

Mostly, you could remember Peter. He was short, shorter than you, with glasses and messy brown hair and chocolate eyes. He was shy and awkward but last you remembered, the sweetest person on Earth. You hoped he hadn't turned into one of those guys like Eugene Thompson. He was disgusting.

"Y/N! There you are. Come on, we're going to go and meet some of the neighbors," your mom said, walking into the room with a plate of cookies.

"Mom, you can't just walk around the entire apartment building with a plate of cookies offering them to people!" You said, appalled.

"Who said I couldn't?"

Good point. Plus everyone loved cookies. Hopefully.

The two of you walked out of your apartment, your mom dragging you along as she met the neighbors. All of them were pretty nice, including the ones that were passive aggressive. At least they were nice, though.

So far, you hadn't seen anyone your age yet. After saying goodbye to an old lady who wanted to talk about her grandkids for a good half an hour, your mom and you walked to the next room. At this point, you had given up on trying to find anyone your age.

You knocked on the door. There was silence for a couple of seconds, and then a yell came from inside. Must've been calling for someone. In a second footsteps sounded and the door opened.

A woman with long brown hair was looking at you. She was pretty, and had a wide smile on her face. She also struck you as familiar. You felt like you'd seen her before, but you couldn't place when.

"Hello!" Your mom said, offering her some cookies. "Hold on, May, is that you?"

"Y/M/N?!" May said excitedly. The two of them hugged as you finally placed who the woman was.

This was May, Peter's aunt.

Your mom had gotten the news a couple years ago that Ben, Peter's uncle, was killed. It broke your heart to hear it. The two of you always loved playing football together and having competitive games at the old foosball table. He was such a good person.

Ever since then, it was Peter and May, living together in the apartment.

Wait. Peter.

"Y/N! You've grown up so much!" May said, hugging you tightly. You hugged her back, a grin on her face. "How are you?"

"I'm good! I can't believe that we got to see each other again!" You said excitedly.

May nodded. "It's incredible. Hey, why don't you two come in? Peter's at decathlon practice right now, but he'll be back in a couple minutes and you can see him again."

You nodded excitedly. You couldn't wait to see your childhood best friend again.