Peter Parker x Reader

The Way That you were

A/N- All credit goes to the writer waitimcomingtoo on Tumbler

https://www.tumblr.com/waitimcomingtoo/753213271177314304/the-way-that-you-were

Pairings ---> Frat!Peter Parker x fem!Reader

Summary: You and Peter reunite at a college party and discover he is no longer the sweet nerd you knew in high school

Warnings- Frat party, drinking, mentions of sex, sexual themes, angst, cursing, arguments, texting and driving, fluff, kissing.

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"I'm gonna pee."

"Do you want me to come with you?" Your friend asked you over the sound of the music of the party.

"I'll be fine. But hold my drink, please." You kindly requested and handed her your red solo cup.

"Have fun." She called after you as you left for the bathroom. You adjusted your dress and leaned against the wall as you waited on the bathroom line. You looked around the frat house you were in and decided the walls were not actually something you wanted to lean against.

"God damn. If your ass blew me away I cannot wait to see your face." A voice suddenly came from behind you. You scrunched your face in disgust and turned around to see who the voice belonged to. Your eyes met a boy in a backwards hat with curls spilling out of it on either side. But what made you lose your breath was the fact that you recognized the eyes staring back at you. The smug grin on the boys face instantly dropped when he recognized you as well.

"Peter? Peter Parker?" You asked and felt your heart ache just a little. You both slowly processed what he had just said and he turned a bright red.

"Y/n?" He asked in disbelief. "What are you doing here?"

"My friend invited me. What were you saying about my face?" You asked and folded your arms.

"Nothing. Something stupid." He said quickly before breaking into a smile. He suddenly stepped forward and wrapped his arms around you in a tight hug. You blinked in surprise and hesitantly patted his back.

"I can't believe you're here." He said into your ear.

"Neither can I." You laughed dryly as you pulled out of the hug. You stepped back and took a moment to take him in. His arms were much bigger than you remembered from back in high school and you had a full view of them in his white cut off tank top. Everything about his outfit was different from his typical style, down to the shoes he was wearing. You would've thought he was wearing a costume if he didn't look so natural.

"God, look at you." He sighed as he looked you up and down. A dopey smile remained on his face and he shook his head as if he trying to shake a thought out of his mind.

"Me? Look at you. You look so different. What are you doing at a party like this?" You wondered.

"Oh, this is my frat house. We throw parties like this every weekend." He replied and you laughed. He didn't laugh with you and you realized he wasn't joking.

"You live here?" You asked as your eyes darted to the poster of a girl in a bikini riding a beer can barely covering a hole in the wall.

"That's not mine." Peter said quickly.

"The hole or the poster?"

"Can I get you a drink?" He asked to change the subject.

"I'm kinda waiting for something." You laughed awkwardly and nodded towards the bathroom door.