𝐏𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐭 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤

Honey Bun - P.P

Parings → Peter Parker x Reader

Warnings → fluff, a bit hurt Peter

Summary → Your Bunny and Peter's first met and their slow bonding.

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You had been thinking about it for weeks, and today was finally the day. Peter had never met your beloved bunny, Honey Bun, before. It wasn't because you didn't want them to meet, but rather because Bunbun had a knack for disappearing whenever someone new was around. She was always so full of energy and loved cuddling with you and your parents, but when it came to strangers, she would vanish, hiding in her secret spots where no one could reach. Her little room was her sanctuary, filled with all her favourite things-a cozy bed, chew toys, and the occasional sneaky treat she had stashed away.

But this time, you were determined. Peter was such an important part of your life, and you wanted him to be a part of Bunbun's world too. You spent the morning making sure everything was perfect. You tidied up her room, placed her favourite snacks around, and made sure she wasn't hiding in one of her tricky spots. You even practiced with her a little, giving her extra pets and scratches, hoping it would ease the introduction. "You're going to love him, I promise," you whispered to her, gently scratching behind her ears as she nudged your hand affectionately.

When Peter arrived, his eyes lit up as he saw you, but his gaze quickly shifted to the little ball of fur in your arms. "Is this the famous Honey Bun?" he asked, his voice filled with excitement and a hint of nervousness. He had heard so much about her-how she was your constant companion, how she cuddled with you when you were feeling down, and how she had a personality that was both endearing and fiercely independent.

You nodded, smiling. "This is Bunbun. Be gentle with her; she's a bit shy."

Peter carefully extended his hand, his fingers trembling slightly with anticipation. He was so eager to make a good impression, but as soon as he got close, Bunbun pulled back, her little nose twitching furiously before she scratched his hand and quickly darted out of your arms. She ran under the couch, her usual hiding spot when she felt unsure.

"Ow!" Peter exclaimed, though there was no real anger in his voice. He glanced at you with a sheepish grin, cradling his hand. "I guess she's not too fond of me yet."

You couldn't help but giggle, even though you felt a bit bad for Peter. "She's just protective. But don't worry, she'll warm up to you." You leaned down, peeking under the couch, trying to coax her out with soft words and a piece of her favourite treat. "Come on, Bunbun, Peter's nice, I promise."

Peter was determined. Over the next few days, he visited your apartment often, each time bringing a small treat for Bunbun. At first, she stayed hidden, peering out cautiously from her hiding spots. You could see her little eyes watching him, trying to figure out if he was someone she could trust. Peter, patient as ever, would sit on the floor, softly calling her name, letting her take her time.

However, whenever Peter would hug you or try to cuddle, Bunbun would hop on you, as if claiming her territory. She'd make that low growling sound she only made when she was upset, her little body tense with frustration. If Peter tried to stroke your hair or hold your hand, Bunbun would nip at him or try to scratch him, her little paws flailing in protest.

"She really doesn't like to share you, does she?" Peter said one day, laughing softly even as he pulled his hand back from another of Bunbun's playful attacks. There was a hint of sadness in his voice, though, as he noticed how fiercely protective your bunny was of you.

"She's just a little jealous," you reassured him, rubbing Bunbun's back to calm her down. "She's used to being the only one getting all my attention."

Peter sighed, smiling despite the scratches. "Well, at least she's not hiding from me anymore."

Slowly but surely, Bunbun's curiosity got the better of her. One afternoon, Peter sat on the floor of your living room, holding a small piece of carrot in his hand. Bunbun cautiously approached, her nose twitching as she sniffed the air. She took a tentative step forward, then another, each one filled with a mix of curiosity and caution. You watched from the couch, holding your breath, hoping this would be the moment.

To your delight, Bunbun finally took the carrot from Peter's hand, nibbling on it as she kept a wary eye on him. Peter stayed perfectly still, not wanting to startle her. He had a way with animals, always so gentle and kind. Once she finished, Bunbun took another step closer to Peter, then another, until she was right next to him. She nudged his hand with her nose, testing the waters. Peter, with a wide grin on his face, gently stroked her fur, his touch as light as a feather.

"She's letting me pet her!" Peter whispered excitedly, looking up at you with shining eyes. You could see the joy on his face, and it made your heart swell with happiness.

You smiled, feeling a warmth spread through your chest. "I told you she'd warm up to you." It was a small victory, but one that felt monumental. Bunbun was more than just a pet to you; she was family, and seeing her start to accept Peter was a moment you had been waiting for.

From that day on, Bunbun grew more and more comfortable around Peter. She would hop into his lap when he visited, her little feet making soft thudding sounds as she jumped. Peter would laugh, his voice full of wonder, as he stroked her back. Sometimes, she would playfully nudge his hand, demanding more attention, and Peter was always happy to oblige. The bond between them was growing, and you couldn't have been more thrilled.

But the best moment came one evening when Peter was lying on your living room floor, tired from a long day. You were sitting beside him, running your fingers through his curly hair as you both talked about nothing and everything. Bunbun, who had been exploring the room, suddenly hopped over and curled up on his chest, her tiny paws tucked beneath her. She wiggled a bit, getting comfortable, before letting out a soft sigh and closing her eyes.

Peter's eyes widened in surprise, then softened with pure joy. "She's... she's sleeping on me," he whispered, barely able to believe it. He looked up at you, his expression a mix of awe and pride. "Does this mean she likes me?"

You knelt beside him, gently stroking Bunbun's back. "She really likes you, Peter. I think you've won her heart." The sight of your bunny, who was usually so cautious around strangers, peacefully sleeping on Peter's chest filled you with an overwhelming sense of contentment.

Peter looked at you, his expression one of contentment and pride. "I guess I have." He paused, then added with a playful smile, "But you know, I think I've had her heart all along-I just had to show her she could trust me."

You laughed softly, leaning down to kiss Peter's cheek. "And now, you've got both of us." The three of you stayed like that for a while, Peter lying on the floor with Bunbun asleep on his chest, and you beside them, feeling like everything was exactly as it should be.

As Bunbun slept peacefully on Peter's chest, you realized just how lucky you were. You had the sweetest bunny and the most amazing boyfriend, and now, they were both a part of each other's lives. It was a simple, perfect moment, filled with warmth, love, and the promise of many more shared memories to come. The thought of the future, filled with more moments like this, made you smile. Life was good, and with Peter and Bunbun by your side, it felt like it would only get better.

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Honey Bun is my own bunny!