MINE. (Peter x reader oneshots.)

𝑴𝒀 𝑺𝑾𝑬𝑬𝑻 𝒀/𝑵

(This was requested)

Every morning, the same thing repeated.
Waking up to an annoying alarm clock, getting ready for school, and dealing with 7 hours of hell.

When you were with your friends it seemed to have washed away the sudden hate you had of it, but it never really occurred to you how much things would change over time. The next year you and your friends had completely different schedules and didn't see each other around as much. It left you feeling alone most times.

You make your way through the halls, not knowing what to do for your break. A weird chill ran down your spine, causing you to look around for some reason. "I must be paranoid." You say as she makes her way through the halls.

"She's so beautiful.." a tall male would mumble from afar, his hand resting on his chest and clenching the fabric of his shirt. His heart was racing. A big grin formed on his face as he watched her with awe. "I will make her mine.."

It's been a few hours since then, it's now lunch and you find a bench to sit at and ignore your surroundings while eating lunch. Peter watched her from afar and was considering approaching Y/N. But since he didn't have the guts to do it, he decided he'd wait.

It wasn't too long till the day had ended, so you decided to stop by the store to grab some stuff for dinner. Your parents were sent off for a business trip, so you were alone. Soon enough she started to head home, but on the way there she heard someone call out to her.

"H-hello there." Peter had said. Stepping closer. Since they were wearing uniforms from the same school, she didn't think much of it. "Need some help with those?" He asked as he pointed to the bags. "I uh. Sure!" You reply. The two of you talked and talked for a bit until you two would get to the front of your place. You thanked him before walking inside and getting dinner ready. He had seemed to 'leave.'

You stood near the stove, watching the food cook on the pan out of boredom. You decided to check your phone to see what time it was. It was a little late to be having dinner, but you didn't care.

Soon enough you ate and started working on your homework before heading to bed. Something felt off about tonight, but it was probably just paranoia.

Right?

(Pt 2?)