Marvel Oneshots

Wanna be yours (Peter Parker)

The evening sky hung low over New York City, casting a golden glow over the streets. Y/N leaned against the railing of her apartment balcony, lost in thoughts of her boyfriend, Peter Parker. She smiled at the memory of his playful spirit and unwavering charm, wondering if he was swinging through the city right now.

Moments later, the familiar swoosh of webbing filled the air as Peter landed next to her, his dark hair tousled by the wind. He held a small bouquet of wildflowers behind his back, a shy smile breaking across his face. "I figured they'd brighten your evening," he said, presenting the flowers.

Y/N's heart swelled as she accepted them. "You're the sweetest, Peter. Honestly, sometimes I think you'd make a great vacuum cleaner, breathing in all my dust." She laughed, her eyes sparkling.

Peter chuckled, his cheeks flushing. "Well, if it means I get to be close to you, I'm all for it."

I Wanna Be Your Ford Cortina
I will never rust

They settled down on the balcony, the city lights twinkling in the distance. Y/N could see the tension in Peter's shoulders as he leaned forward, his expression suddenly serious. "You know, I wanna be the one you rely on, Y/N. I wanna be your Ford Cortina, the car that always runs smoothly and never rusts."

"Peter, you're already that for me," Y/N replied, her voice steady. "You make my life feel so much more vibrant and full of adventure."

"I just don't want you to ever doubt that," he said, looking her in the eyes. "I want to be the one who supports you, always."

"Then let's do it," Y/N said, her heart racing. "Let's build this life together."

If You Like Your Coffee Hot
Let me be your coffee pot
You call the shots, babe
I just wanna be yours

As they leaned into each other, Y/N felt the warmth radiating from Peter. She whispered, "If you like your coffee hot, let me be your coffee pot. You can call the shots, babe. I just want to be yours."

His gaze softened, and he leaned closer, brushing his lips against hers in a tender kiss. "I want to be everything for you," he murmured against her mouth, "like your coffee pot, your favorite mug, your go-to person for everything."

Y/N smiled, feeling their connection deepen. "You already are, Peter. You make everything better."

Secrets I Have Held in My Heart
Are harder to hide than I thought
Maybe I just wanna be yours

Later that night, as they lay on the living room floor, Y/N watched Peter absently toss popcorn into his mouth. "Can I tell you something?" she said, biting her lip.

"Of course," he replied, turning to her with a curious expression.

"I've kept some secrets in my heart. They're harder to hide than I thought," she confessed, her voice barely a whisper. "I'm scared to show you how deep my feelings go."

"Maybe you just need to let them out," Peter suggested, his voice gentle. "Because I wanna be yours, Y/N, completely."

She took a deep breath, her heart racing. "I wanna be yours too. Always."

Let Me Be Your Leccy Meter
And I'll never run out
Let me be the portable heater
That you'll get cold without

As the night wore on, they cuddled together, the warmth between them palpable. "Let me be your leccy meter, and I'll never run out," Peter said, wrapping his arms around her. "I want to be the portable heater that you'll get cold without."

Y/N smiled at his sincerity, feeling a rush of affection for him. "And I want to be the light that guides you home, even in the darkest times."

"Then we're both in this together," Peter replied, his voice filled with conviction. "I want to be yours, forever."

Now I Wanna Be Yours
Secrets I have held in my heart
Are harder to hide than I thought
Maybe I just wanna be yours
I wanna be yours, I wanna be yours

Under the stars, they shared their dreams and hopes, intertwining their lives in a way that felt both thrilling and comforting. "You know," Y/N said, her eyes shining with excitement, "maybe it's time we stop hiding and start truly being ourselves with each other."

Peter nodded, a smile breaking across his face. "I wanna be yours, no matter what. I just want us to be honest, open, and free to be who we really are."

Y/N felt the weight lift from her shoulders, and the warmth of their connection wrapped around her like a cozy blanket. "Then let's be real. Let's be yours."

Wanna Be Yours
Wanna be yours
Wanna be yours
Wanna be yours

As the city lights twinkled like stars, Y/N knew in her heart that she had found something extraordinary in Peter. With him, she felt she could take on the world, and together, they would forge a love that was as deep and enduring as the ocean.

"I just wanna be yours, Peter," she whispered, her heart full of hope and love.

"Then let's make it happen," he replied, pulling her close. "Forever."