TASM Peter Parker Imagines

Birthday Blues

Peter Parker doesn't think he's ever been this stressed in his life, and he's literally Spider-Man.

Let's list out the worst things to ever hit this planet, the only things that could get Peter's anxiety skyrocketing the way that it is now. Massive asteroid hitting the Earth and wiping out all the dinosaurs? Check. Any given deadline in Peter's work? Hell, why not? A child's first birthday party? Definitely shouldn't be number one on the list, but for some reason, it is.

The kid isn't even related to Peter by blood. He closes his eyes and lets himself picture a perfect world in which he has no idea who this little tyke is. Peter could be messing around in his apartment, or out taking photos for his job at the Daily Bugle, or anything that doesn't involve stressing himself out.

But no, he had to go and fall in love. Man, he's an idiot when it comes to love. If Peter hadn't fallen for the one and only Y/N L/N, he wouldn't have to go to the birthday party hosted by her twin sister, and he would not be this worried about his someday nephew marking his first year around the sun.

He is in love, though. Head over heels. There's no way Peter could ever shake himself out of a love this pure. Y/N is– well, Y/N is Y/N, and there's no other way to describe her. Angelic is too simple. Perfect is too plain. She is the only person to keep giving him hope that this world is worth something. It's a feeling that continues day after day until even his neverending Spider-Man patrols feel like they have a purpose, if only just to make a city where she could be safe.

Peter proposed about one month ago, and it might be the best decision he's ever made in his life. He stressed about that, too, about picking out a ring that she'd like, and oh God, what if she says no, what would he possibly do with himself then, but in the end, it was all just superb. It was the two of them on a moonlit bridge, staring out at the water as it lapped in silver tides from the stars, and he'd gone down on one knee and come up with a fiancée.

They're in the midst of wedding planning now, although they've been pushing it off for as long as possible. The only problem with this is it means that Peter really needs to win over the rest of Y/N's family so they don't do something incredibly bad like, say, interrupt the wedding.

This also means that Peter has to help with his one year old future nephew's birthday. Peter doesn't entirely get the point of having a party for a kid so young. They certainly won't know what's going on, nor understand it. Still, Y/N's twin wants a celebration, which means that Y/N has been enlisted and in turn enlisted Peter to help. They're a unit, she says. They're never separated.

It's a fantastic sentiment, except Peter's better at upholding it in wedding vows and not in one year olds' birthday parties. He doesn't even know how to plan a celebration like that. What do young children enjoy, other than causing problems?

He raised that concern over breakfast once, leading to Y/N swatting him with a newspaper as if he really were a spider and not just a man occasionally pretending to be one. She was grinning, though, so Peter would tell a dozen other cynical jokes if he had to. Such is the nature of lovesick fools such as himself. It makes being a pessimist awfully difficult.

Luckily, he's been set to one task and one task alone: locating a cake. This is fine by Peter's standards. Y/N, who has the right to be far more stressed than him, gets to help decorate. He scarcely had time to see her around trips to shops across the city to find balloons and streamers and all the things that definitely have to go into the party of a little boy who can scarcely even figure out the difference between his fingers and his toes.

However, Peter has a job, and a very important job at that. He's getting the cake, for goodness' sake. The party isn't until tomorrow morning, but Y/N's sister wants a dessert from a very specific bakery, so he's going to have to get it today and store it in his fridge overnight, as directed by both of the L/N sisters at once during a heated planning session.