Spiderman/Peter Parker Oneshot Imagines

Stressed Out

A/N: Bunaaa! So I'm made this fic because school has been killing me recently like ughhh. I was torn between making this a Peter or Bucky fic but decided to make it Peter x Reader anyways. If you do like more Buckyfics, just comment down below. Bye losers 😁😘.
Pairing(s): Peter x Reader
Warning(s): LANGUAGE and school stress basically. We've all been there girl 👌.

Tapping your pencil furiously on the desk of your armchair in the middle of a quiz wasn't a good thing. You thought you have prepared perfectly for this test and even confident you were gonna find a way to pass it. But the universe had some other plans.
Instead you were thrown to the front of your professor and all your strategies just died.

Yes, you were going to cheat but you studied very hard for this goddamned blank map quiz of Africa. Even the whole class was talking about what they were going to do to make this test. You were positive at first but then as time flew, you barely even had answers on your paper.

You curse quietly, making the girl beside you look at you.
"You need some help?" She kindly asks. You respectfully denied her offer since your conscience was clean and didn't want to cause any trouble.

I fucking give up

You usually weren't the one to give up easily with anything but you were tired. Tired of everything basically.

You stood up from your chair and gave your paper to the professor. He examined your paper, ofcourse noticing the blanks you left.
"Are you sure you want to pass this now?" He asks, with a sense of pity in his voice. You faked a smile and nodded subtly. He said something but you were too tired to care. All you wanted to do was to go back to your bed and cry. You left your homeroom in a hurry and went home to your small apartment then.

When you opened the door, you were greeted by your mother. You greeted back and immediatly ran to your room. You then slam your face to the not-reallly comfortable bed of yours. You took a pillow and then just bursted on it. This went on for an hour or so. You just really didn't care with the time anymore. Your eyes were already droopy and was going to close for a deep slumber when your phone suddenly rang.
You groan in response but answered anyway without looking at the caller.

"Go for Y/N." You say, faking the sarcastic and chill tone everyone knew you had.
"Hey. How was the test you were fussing about?" The voice of Peter Parker was heard on the other line.
"Yeah uh. Cool cool." You faked a cough.
"Well, it doesn't look that 'cool cool' from where I am watching." He replies. You sat up from your bed looked to your fire escape and seeing Peter in his spiderman suit. He waved at you. You jumped out your bed and opened the fire escape window very quietly, not wanting your family to notice you sneaking Peter.

"What the fuck are doing here?" You growl, loud enough to only be heard by you and Peter.
"Was the test really THAT bad?" He ignores your question. He takes off his mask and lies on your bed, like it was his. You looked at him annoyed.
"I have no idea what the fuck you are talking about." You lie.
"Then what do you call that?" He points to the pillow you cried on and the wet face it formed due to it. You blush, flipping the pillow to the other side.
"Uhh. Th-that-" you try to explain or think of a good lie but no good excuse popped in your head.
"What happened?" He asks again, with a more serious look on his face.
"I fucked up with the exam I thought I'll be nailing." You groan in your pillow, tears starting to form in your eyes again.
Peter approached you and slowly rubbed your back, trying his best comforting you.
"I'm not so good with kind comforting words so allow me to put some tough love into you." he says. You look back to him with all the confusion on your face.

"I know you studied real hard for that test but the universe wants shit that way and there's nothing you can do. Maybe, for the next exams coming, I sugge-"
"WHAT? You're saying that I'm not good enough and the universe hates me for some goddamned reason?!" You cut him, more tears forming in your eyes and flowing on your face.
"Shut up, you know what I meant. Let me finish first. As I WAS SAYING-"
"NO YOU SHUT UP. DON'T YOU FUCKING TELL ME TO SHUT UP. I KNOW WHAT I'VE BEEN THROUGH AND YOU DON'T HAVE A SINGLE CLUE. I thought that-" Peter rolls his eyes and suddenly (but carefully) tackled you down to the bed, putting his hand on your mouth.

You try resisting and getting him off of you but he was too strong. You got his hand off of your mouth, atleast. When you were about to spit another word, he placed his lips onto yours. Your eyes widen in shock (duh).

 He stayed on you for a while until his lips started to move and you involuntarily move in-sync with his. He puts his forearm behind your head, lips still not parting from yours. You carefully grab a fistful of his hair and tried pulling him away but you KNOW YOU DON'T WANT HIM TO.
"what the fuck is happening" you thought to yourself. Honestly, it felt kinda right.

Peter broke away and you started catching your breath. He was still on top of you and you were blushing blood-red.
"Will you please let me finish?" he says, unintentionally in a deep, kind-of-deep-sexy voice. You rolled your eyes and subtly nodded anyways. He pulls you so that both of you will be in a sitting position.
"As I was saying, before I was rudely interrupted, I suggest you find a tutor." he finally finishes, without me having to interrupt him.
"Peter, I would love to have a tutor but I can't afford any since my family is fucking broke. Dad just lost his job and-"
"Who says anything about paying? Find a tutor who's always there for you, EXTREMELY SMART, wouldn't also ask for any payment, whatsoever and also, someone who's pretty damn cute?" He winks

"I don't know. I don't think I know anyone with your description. That would be too convenient if I do know someone like that." You say, acting like you don't know he's referring to himself.
"Y/nnnnn" He whines.
"Seriously. I would for you to teach me this shit but I don't think you have the time to do that especially with your "saving the world" agenda. Our time schedules just don't match up well."
"I always have time for you so don't you worry." He smiles like a kid.
"Yeah sure okay. Your loss anyways. If you screw up, it's not my conscience that will need cleaning."
" GREAT! We can start tomorrow. Just meet me by the coffee shop by 10."
" Are you suggesting that we go on a date, Parker?" You smirk, as he blushes this time.
"From that scene earlier, I think it would be rude not to ask you out."

And you never failed a single exam again. How convenient.

A/N: I APOLOGIZE FOR THE HIATUS BUT WE ARE BACKKKK. Forgive my sins. Anyways, I got 2 updates because sins. YAAAAAY. See you in the next chapter !