Tom Holland Imagines

[8] party drama || Peter Parker

Word count: 552

Pairing: reader x peter parker

Summary: you and peter don't always get along so well. so peter confessed to you about something leaving you surprised.

Warning: sexual tension, and cursing

You and Peter Parker were at a party together, one that you had been invited to by one of your friends. You were having a good time, chatting and laughing with some of your friends when Peter came over to you. He said something that rubbed you the wrong way and you got into a small argument. You were both angry and you decided to walk away to cool off.

As you were taking a breather, you noticed a guy walking up to you. He introduced himself and started flirting with you. You flirted back, enjoying the attention.

Peter saw you with the guy and immediately his blood started to boil. He had seen that guy before and he knew that his intentions with you weren't going to be good. The guy moved hair out of your face making Peter clench his jaw. He was jealous. He got up from his seat and made his way over.

"Don't touch her." This startled the both of you. "Peter." you scolded. "Hey man I-" the guy started to speak but Peter didn't let him finish "fuck off." Peter said sternly. The guy got the message and left, but you were mad at Peter for being possessive.

"What's your problem, Peter?" you asked him angrily.

Peter looked at you, his eyes burning with jealousy. "I don't want you talking to that guy. He's a creep."

You rolled your eyes. "You're just jealous, Peter. You have no right to tell me who I can talk to."

Peter looked away, his fists clenched. "I'm not jealous," he muttered under his breath. "I just don't want you to get hurt."

You scoffed. "I can take care of myself, Peter. I don't need you to protect me."

You both stood there, staring at each other, the sexual tension between you growing stronger. Finally, Peter exploded.

"You know what, fuck it!" he yelled. "I'm tired of pretending that I don't have feelings for you!"

You were taken aback by his outburst. "What are you talking about?" you asked him, your heart racing.

Peter took a step closer to you, his eyes locked onto yours. "I'm in love with you, I can't keep pretending that I don't want you."

You felt a surge of emotion welling up inside you. You had always suspected that Peter had feelings for you, but you had never imagined that he would confess them to you like this. You looked into his eyes, and you saw the raw intensity of his desire.

Suddenly, you felt his lips on yours, and you kissed him back with a fierce passion. You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer to you. You could feel his body pressed up against yours, his hands running down your back. You broke the kiss, gasping for breath, and looked at him with a mixture of lust and love.

"I love you too, Peter," you said, your voice barely above a whisper.

Peter smiled at you, relief and happiness flooding his face. "I'm sorry for being such an ass," he said. "I just couldn't help myself."

You grinned at him, feeling a sense of satisfaction. "Well, you made up for it," you said, teasing him.

Peter laughed, pulling you close to him again. "I guess I did," he said, kissing you again.