Marvel and DC Imagines

Relief (Peter Parker x Reader)

Peter watched as Aunt May left the driveway, disappearing down the road.

Then he sigh in relief, then grabbing his hoodie and slinging from building to building to the house party.

The house reeked marijuana and smoke, the music booming and the multicolored lights bouncing off the wall.

Peter usually wasn't the one for parties, he was more of a library and study guy but he needed some relief. Relief from his break up with Gwen Stacy.

His ex.

His friend suggested him to go to a party and just let loose. And so he did.

He avoided the sweaty dancing people, some high, some drunk.

Peter made his way to the kitchen and grabbed a red cup, gulping the spiked drink, then joining the sweaty group of people.

His vision grew blurry and the scene around him became much more inviting. His mind coaxed him into the cloud of high people and he danced. Peter couldn't think straight. Happiness, confusion, and sadness consumed him as he danced to the loud music that drowned his thoughts.

A girl grabbed his collar and smashed her lips into his. 

Peter gladly listed back and grabbed her waist, eager to feel loved again.

Then he felt someone grab his hand and ripped him away from the random girls grasp.

He met e/c eyes.

His blurry vision focused on her.

Y/N.

"What are you doing?" She demanded over the loud music.

"Kissing... my dream girl... I think." He slurred. "I don't like goblins."

"What are you doing here." She waved her hands over the party.

"Mary Jane... She said I need... Gwen... Unicorn... Spider, hehe." He chuckled.

She cursed and pulled him out the door.

"Peter, you need to go home." Y/N sighed, opening her passenger car door.

"No! I need—love, air, siked drink... To flyy~" He giggled at the thought of him flying.

"Right..." Y/N said, frowning. She pushed him into the car.

"You need to lose weight." She mumbled after she struggled to push into the car.

"No, I need to lose my—" he giggle abruptly, "You need to lose weight."

She rolled her eyes, "I'm flattered." She said, sarcastically.

"Flattered... Fluttered... Butterfly..." He mumbled before laughing.

His eyes fluttered to a close then opening them, he opened his eyes and saw his ceiling.

Y/N placed some aspirin on his bedside and a cup of water, then getting up.

Peter grabbed her arm and pulled her into a kiss.

She pushed away, her eyes where shocked.

"Whoa there, dork! You're drunk."

He hiccuped, "I'm your dork." Peter sent her a cheesy grin.

Y/N shook her head, rolling her eyes with a slit smile on her face. "That's right." She mumbled under her breath as she pushed him down to lay down. "You need to sleep lover boy."

"Lover?" He asked, frowning.

"Gwen, remember?" She said.

"She dumped me, then dated the muggle." He grumbled.

Y/N chuckled slightly, then get up to leave.

He grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his chest.

She tensed up as Peter buried his head into the crook of her neck, inhaling her scent.

"I like you." He said, quietly.

"I like you, too." She said.

Then he blacked out.

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Peter opened his eyes, his head pounding.

Y/N sat on his desk chair, asleep.

"Y/N?"

She jumped but then relaxed when she saw him.

"Oh... Hey." She said.

"What... What happened?"

"Nothing, You went out to Marina's party and got drunk." She said, getting up.

"Oh.... Uh, thanks for taking me home." He said.

"Yeah, welcome." She studied his face.

"What?"

"You remember anything?" She asked.

"No....?" He said, unsure.

"Oh... Um... I guess I'll see you tomorrow." She opened the door to leave.

"I didn't say anything right?" He called.

"No, just some random stuff." She sent him a tight smile. "Nothing you didn't mean."

Peter let out a relieved breath, "Good."

A soft click of the door and she left.