Peter was swinging home from patrol late that night. Hoping, just hoping, his beautiful wife was still awake. When he got to the apartment window, he smiled to himself when he saw her reading a book, her hair tied up in (Whatever hairstyle you like). He slid open the bedroom window and stepped inside. She looked up in his direction and smiled. "Hey, darling." he said shutting the window. "Hey!" she stood up and walked over to him as he pulled his mask off. She kissed him and for some reason he didn't want her to pull back. "How was patrol?" she asked throwing pajamas at him. "It was alright, thanks for asking!" He quickly slipped of his suit and changed into the t-shirt and sweatpants she had given him. He slid in bed next to her and sighed a sigh of contentment. She clapped her hands together twice to turn off the lights. "Patrol's awesome. But I always miss you." Peter confessed.
"I always miss you too Pete," She ruffled his hair and snuggled her face into his chest. "Night, Pete."
"Good night baby."
The next morning Peter awoke to rustling on his wife's side of the bed. "Baby," Peter asked groggily. "Where are you going? Nowhere I hope."
"Actually, I was going to make breakfast. Aren't you hungry?"
"No, not really. So, you stay here." Peter pulled her back down into his arms and closed his eyes again. She rubbed his back and lulled him back to sleep.
Peter awoke again this time to an empty space where his wife should've been. He felt around on her side but didn't feel her. He immediately sat up and looked around. He frowned and huffed, then made his way to the kitchen. Sure enough there she was dancing to some (whatever music you enjoy) and making breakfast. Peter went up behind her and put his hands around her waist. "You left me..." Peter pouted.
"Aw. Sorry baby. My stomach started growling. You hungry?"
"No. I just want to cuddle with you." Peter snuggled his face into the crook of her neck.
"I do too. But I'm sooo hungry!" She flipped another pancake.
"Okay, fine. After breakfast we cuddle." So Peter and his wife ate breakfast, then retreated to the couch to cuddle and watch TV. They stayed like that pretty much the whole day. And that's all Peter wanted.
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Tom Hollland Imagines (Aren't they all?)
FanficSome Tom Holland imagines that you probably haven't seen before. It will also include some of the characters that he has played. Maybe a Harrison Osterfield imagine here and there. The imagines get way better and more well-written as they go. So bea...