Prove it

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by Her_Skeleton

by Her_Skeleton

Peter Parker Imagine...

'This is the fifth date, he stood me up on' you thought. Peter, your boyfriend was busy almost all the time, he hardly had time for you. He was off doing that, off doing something else. You tried to forgive him, but knowing he isn't giving enough effort into this relationship, what's the point. As you continue to pace the room with more thoughts of doubt entered your mind every second. This is too disturbing, so you turned on the speaker and played a random song. Dancing to the beats of the african music. Once 'Johnny' by Yemi Alade came on, I just danced my heart out.

"You're so adorable, Y/N" A voice scare you and you jump almost a meter off the floor. Turning around, you saw Peter on you balcony.

"You just don't do that to people, people like me. Do that again and I promise will punch you" I ranted while pacing the room.I felt his hands wrap around my waist. I looked down at his hands, they were covered with a blue gloves.

"Why the fuck wearing gloves? Don't tell me just killed someone and you're hiding the evidence" I blurted before I turned around. He was wearing the full spider man outfit, but without the mask.

"Y/N -

"Are you doing some cosplay because this is perfectly done? You look just like Spider-Man" You said while checking every part of the outfit.

"No, I am Spider-Man" Peter smirked.

"Boy, you play too much" I smiled before pushing him back to the balcony. "Anyway, I am 'busy' right now so it ain't the time to play"

You walked about 5 steps until you were yanked all the way back to Peter. He took a hold of you with his arms, pulling you into his chest.

"I am not lying" He admitted. I still didn't believe him tho.

"Prove it, P- Ahh" I started speaking before I was cut off with my own scream. Peter grabbed me and jumped out of the window. He shoot a spiderweb and we swung before he did it again. We stopped on top of a building.

Peter smirked, "Now you believe me?"

"Hell yeah I do, but do that again-" He silenced me with a kiss.

(I went the white way with this imagine)