A/n
I'd better speed this shit up, I've done like 5 chapters abt a funeral 💀
Alsooooo I've never done this so I'm so very sorry, but...
Tw: Tiny lil bit of smut (Warnings around the part, skip if you don't want to read)
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Peter
When the funeral was over, some of the Wakandans took the coffins and took them to be buried in the field. Y/n gently placed some lavender on each coffin, whispering something in another language that wasn't audible to me.
"You really love her huh?" Clint asked from beside me.
"Yeah..." I mumbled.
Y/n watched the Wakandans as they carried away the coffins, then she turned to speak to the Elder.
"Go talk to her," Clint urged. "She needs you."
He put his hand on my shoulder, then walked away. I went over to Y/n, careful not to seem impatient to talk to her. As the Elder finished talking with Y/n, he spoke to me, "Mr Parker," before walking away.
"Hey sweetheart," I greeted Y/n softly as she came over and silently put her arms around me.
She buried her head in my chest and I stroked her head gently.
"I know it's hard, but you did well," I whispered into her ear.
"Thankyou," Y/n replied in a whisper. "Could you stay tonight?"
I looked down at her and saw a small smirk playing on her red lips.
"Uhuh?" I asked teasingly. "What for?"
"Maybe I want to have fun," Y/n mumbled, running her fingers over my tie.
I smirked.
"Oh yeah?"
Y/n nodded, looking back up at me, the smirk now evident on her face.
"I'll stay then, as long as it makes you feel better," I replied.
"Oh it will," Y/n chuckled.
Y/n
The rest of the day was spent honouring those fallen. We had a feast at lunch, then later that night we had a huge party to help the spirits of the fallen up to the afterlife, wherever that may be. I'm not going to lie, I got a little bit drunk. Okay, a little is a complete lie. I don't know how it was acceptable for me to drink in the USA as I was 5 years under the legal drinking age, but oh who gives a fuck? I had my first taste of alcohol at 14.
I downed about 4 shots of straight vodka and also drank multiple bottles of beer, and I was about to reach for the vodka again when Natasha grabbed it.
"Oh come on!" I cried, my voice slurred.
She kept hold of the bottle as she warned, "You're completely drunk, that's enough Y/n."
"Oh fuck off Splatasha," I spat.
"What did you call me?" Nat asked, amused.
I shrugged with a laugh.
"I was tryna say 'Natasha' and 'Sourpus' but I guess it got mixed."
I sighed and tried to reach for the bottle in the woman's hand, but she stepped back. Turning, she called to Peter, "Parker, can you get her out of here?"
Peter ran over, nodding and lifted me up.
"Get off, I can walk!" I muttered irritably.
"Really?" Peter asked doubtfully.
He let me walk for a few steps, before grabbing my arm and supporting me until we reached the bedroom.
⚠ Small amount of spice, skip if you don't like ⚠
He placed me on the bed and shut the door. He came over to me and laid on the bed beside me. I - not thinking straight because of the alcohol - grabbed him and pulled him into me. Placing my lips on his, we kissed for a long few seconds. My hand grasped Peter's neat hair, making it messy. Peter bit my bottom lip ever so slightly, making me let out a small moan.
"You like that huh?" Peter asked.
I hummed my reply and he held hold of me as our lips parted.
"Fuck," I breathed, taking a gasp of air. "Is the door locked?"
Peter smirked with a shake of his head.
"I guess we're gonna have to risk it," he suggested.
"Shut up Spidey-boy," I slurred. "Just fuck me already."
He chuckled, seeming unsure.
"Who cares about rules or whatever. It not like anyone will care," I laughed, any sensible thoughts just not existing due to my drunkenness.
"They might-"
I cut him off by flipping him over so I was on top of him.
"Shush," I placed a finger over his lips.
And that night was probably the most exhausting night ever.
⚠ Spice over ⚠
Peter
The next morning, I woke up in bed beside Y/n. Her head was on me but her body was sprawled across the bed.
"I love you," I whispered to her sleeping state, kissing her gently on the forehead.
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A/n
I apologise for that uhm * cough cough * part.
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