All Of Me (Peter Parker x Reader)

Chapter 50

It isn't fair how hot they look when they work out, (y/n) and Peter thought simultaneously.

They were doing warm ups like they do every time before they train. They had fallen into a smooth transition of trading stations after the other was done. Like most gyms (especially Tony's) there was a long mirror so someone could watch their form. It also helped make sneaking in quick glances a lot easier. (Y/n) used to watch Peter casually to make sure his form was correct, but ever since her sudden "revelation" about her feeling, she found herself staring at specific things, like his face or his arms, sometimes his ass, but the sight of Peter's back muscles flexing and relaxing was... eye-catching.

Peter did the same, a secret he would carry to his grave, but he just started to appreciate her physique in general. He couldn't help it, not when everything about her was near perfect. Though, he did find himself admiring her (f/b/p) just a little bit more often. Yet, he more so stole actual glances outside of the gym. Watching her fight on patrol, run in school, memorize her eyes as they talked, and everything else in everyday life. That's when he thought she looked most beautiful.

Man, I sound like that one guy from Aunt May's romance drama, he thought.

A small beep caught their attention, and they stopped what they were doing. That had been the last set of warm-ups. Now they had to fight the shit out of each other while ignoring how their bodies were in close contact.

Fantastic...

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The sound of an annoyingly loud light switch made Peter's eyes shoot open. He could hear his Aunt May's light footsteps trailing down the hall to her room. Blinking away the sleep in his eyes, he tried to remember the last thing he did. He remembered watching a movie, and that (y/n) was staying over for the weekend, they rock-paper-scissored over UP and Treasure Planet, and... apparently fell asleep. It made sense if May had to come in and turn everything off.

Just as his mind turned to wonder where (y/n) was, his whole body suddenly became hyper-aware of a softly breathing weight resting against him. He jerked his head up, and a bright blush broke out on his face. He was laying across the couch on his back, and, on the outside while facing that way, was (y/n). Her arms were loosely crossed against her chest, threatening to fall to the floor. Her body was half laying on the couch and half against his side, angling her in a way where she could fall off if it wasn't for the convenience of his arm around her waist from under her back.

Just as he debated the idea of pulling himself out from under her, he felt her whole body shiver. A flash of panic went through him, and he froze. Seconds later, he watched as (y/n) moved in her sleep, and instead of her back resting against his side, it was her front. Peter's eyes widened as she unconsciously placed her leg over his thighs and moved her nose closer to his neck, her hands cradled against her chest, all for comfort and warmth.

Now his face and neck were warm.

Despite her warm breath against his skin, it was the best eight hours of sleep he'd gotten in years.

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(Y/n) stared into Flash's eyes with the same amount of warmth that Siberia, Russia possessed in winter. Her stare of steel chilled him to the bone, making her feel just a little bit excited but unable to show it. She'd waited months for a chance to put that arrogant boy in his place, and damn her if she ruined or wasted it. And, as luck would have it, she looked(in MJ's words) "bougie "(whatever that meant) due to one of Stark Industries' special business partners coming over for dinner that night. Bonus!