[the avengers ➼ imagines]

peter parker ≫ hi, bored

word count: 1,713
requested by: no one sorry it's not a request you all probably hate me for not writing them sorry
pairing: peter parker x reader
warnings: my really bad description of make out scenes

You sighed a defeated breath, giving up on writing the essay your English teacher had assigned you. You sat with your head in the palm of your hand, staring off into the distance as everyone else in the school library revised for exams, chatted with friends or just tried to avoid the horrible atmosphere and people in your school.

You glanced at the black sharpie in your hand, getting an idea. You quickly began to scribble on the bland wooden desk, making sure the librarian didn't see you.

I'M SO BORED. HELP. PLEASE.

You chuckles at your writing, the wonders that boredom could do. You jumped out of your skin slightly as the school bell rang, signalling the end of the period. You quickly gathered all of your belongings for your next class. With one last glance at your small note, you rushed out of the library and into the bustling school halls.

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You slumped into the uncomfortable chair, prepared to go over some notes from Chemistry. You laid your textbook out on the desk. Your eye catching site of your note you had left when you were last here yesterday.

You did a double take, noticing writing messily scrawled underneath it. You squinted your eyes, trying to make out what it said.

Hi, bored! It's nice to meet you. How are you today?

You chuckled, shocked that somebody had actually replied to your note that you had scribbled on the desk purely out of boredom, not expecting to get a reply. Glancing around the room to make sure no one was noticing before scribbling on the desk once again.

Wow. I wasn't expecting anyone to reply. I'm great, thanks. Just bored, revision sucks.

Your eyes scanned the room, inspecting all the people in the room, maybe somebody here had wrote it. You quickly shook your head, clearing your thoughts. You had to get your Chemistry notes revised.

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You made your way through the school hallways, your mind still cast back to the person who had replied to your note. It was kind of sweet, you thought.

You quickly jumped out the way as two jocks slammed some poor kid into the lockers.

"You're dead meat, Parker." One of them roared in the boy's face. You knew it was wrong to not speak up when someone was being treated like that but you weren't exactly high in the school social ranks so you'd probably risk yourself getting a slushie chucked in your face everyday for the rest of your high school days. So you walked on.

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"Hey, kiddo. How was school today?" Steve asked, patting your shoulder as you made your way into the kitchen, grabbing an apple from the fruit bowl in the centre of kitchen island.

"Just the usual." You murmured, biting into the piece of fruit. You said hello to the rest of the team before making your way to your bedroom, you had to prepare for some training.