{Spiderman} Peter Parker x Reader

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You sighed as you sat in class bored as hell. It was the last class of the day, but the last one always droned longest in your opinion. Your best friend, Peter Parker, peaked at you through the small door window of your classroom. You smiled and giggled slightly as his eyes sparkled. Your teacher saw you looking through the small glass to Peter and glared at you.

"Y/N! If you do not pay attention, I will be forced to give you detention." your teacher said sternly.

You roll your eyes and nod slightly. A few minutes later you glanced back at the small window and saw no Peter. You pouted and slouched in your chair. After what seemed to be an eternity later, the bell rang and you were out of there before your teacher could say anything.

Walking down the halls to the exit, your eyes quickly scanned the crowds in search of Peter. Suddenly you feel someone jump on your back and you laugh out loud as he jumped off of you.

"Jeez Parker, you are getting heavier and heavier." you teased playfully. Peter grinned and slung his arm around you.

"Well, someone needs to stop giving me free donuts from her mom's cafe." he shot back with a wicked grin. You laughed and shook your head.

"You love those donuts, and you know it."

He just shrugs but smiles at you with a wink. Your heart beat sped up at this and you blushed lightly looking ahead. Yeah, you had a crush on him but you knew he didn't feel the same way. After all, he had eyes his eyes set on Gwen Stacey. You both walk to the small cafe your mom owned. You would work there after school for extra cash. It was easy and convenient. Parker sat down at a booth and pulled out his homework.

You grinned and went behind the counter and kissed your mom hello.

"Hey mom." You mumbled while putting the apron on.

"Hey honey." she greets while not looking up from the papers in front of her. Bills, probably. You take a few donuts and and set them on a plate. You put them near Peter and he smiles gratefully and then continues his work. This was your guys' normal routine. You would work and he would do homework. It has been this way for as long as you can remember.

You didn't mind. You loved that it was this way, you wouldn't change it for the world.

About two hours later, Peter's phone rings and he whips it out and answers it.

"Hello?" .. "Oh, hey Gwen!" He says with a small smile and a blush. He turns his back to you and talk slowly. Your lip twitches and you do your best to ignore him. You finish helping the table you were assigned to and walked behind the counter.

A few moments later, Peter hangs up and stuffs his stuff into his backpack.

"Y/N, I've got to go. I'll talk to you later." He says while walking out the door. You hum in response and walk to the back as your mom manned the cafe for a little while.

You take a seat at the small table back there and sigh softly. This sucks. You glance down at the table and bite the inside of your cheek. Your phone buzzes inside your pocket and you pull it out. It's Matt.

He is a guy you have been talking to for a while, well, more like flirting. He was really cute and he had a fun personality. You knew he liked you, but you just weren't sure if you liked him back.

Matthew: Hey Y/N!

You: Hey Matt, what's up?

Matthew: I was wondering, if when you get off of your shift at work, we could catch a movie?

You smile slightly and set your phone down; looking at the text. You did like Matthew, a lot, maybe you should give him a chance? You sigh softly and nod to yourself. It's not like anything is gonna happen with Peter. So why not? It could be fun.

You: Sure! Pick me up around 7:30?

Matthew: Works for me. I'll see you then.

You smile and put your phone back into your pocket. You walk back out and get back to work. For some reason, you were really excited about your date.

The hours dragged along until it was almost closing time. The cafe closed at 6:30. So that gave you plenty of time to get ready.

"Mom, could you close up tonight? I have a date in an hour."

Your mom smiles widely and kisses your forehead.

"Of course, I have a lot of paper work to do today, so I'll be here for a little while longer. Have fun, and stay out of trouble. Ok?"

You laugh slightly and take off your apron.

"I will mom. I'll see you later tonight."

Your mom nods and goes to the back, you race home and barge into your room. What to wear, what to wear.

A few stressful minutes later, you decided on some cute black booties, light blue skinny jeans, white tank top, and green bomber jacket.

Matthew knew your address, after all, you both went to the same school. The nerves began to settle in as 7:30 neared. You tapped your foot on the floor as you sat on the couch.

Finally, 7:30 rolls around and someone knocks on the door. You grab your purse and open the door. Mathew smiles as he sees you.

He has cute dimples, deep blue eyes and fluffy hair.

"Hey Y/N." he says smiling.

"You look beautiful Y/N." he says softly.

You go in for a hug but he goes to kiss your cheek. Causing you both to awkwardly bump together. Causing your lips to briefly touch. He pulls back in surprise and you just stand there slightly shocked.

"I-I'm sorry Y/N! I didn't mean to-." He says blushing brightly.

A blush crawls up your cheeks and you giggle quietly.

"It's ok Matthew."

"Oh-, well ok that's good. You look beautiful by the way." He says blushing even more.

"Thank you, shall we go?" You say. He nods and holds out his arm, a small chuckle leaves your lips as you lock the door behind you and grab his arm. The two of you walk to his car and you both are off.

Third Person P.O.V

Peter watches from afar as Y/N he sees her kiss the unknown guy. He frowns sadly and the rose falls from his fingertips. He had something to say to her. He was to late. Just like he always is. His eyes well up slightly as he watches the two drive off into the night.

He turns away and slowly walks back to his home. He dries his tears and clenches his fists. No. He wouldn't give up so easily. He is determined to tell Y/N how he feels.

With a new resolve, he runs the rest of the way home and thinks up a plan.

A plan to win the affection of Y/N.




Word Count: 1205

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