Spider-Man: Homecoming Preferences and Imagines

NBA Finals Party ~ Peter x Reader

Oneshot for MyCookiemonster95 where you get invited to Mr. Starks NBA finals party as Peters plus one

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Third Point Of View
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"NBA finals party, I need you to sign off on the guest list" Happy said to Tony as he was trying to come up with the perfect thing to wear to the game.
"I left the guest list to you. I said keep it sophisticated." Tony said in a monotone voice. "Done" Happy said while nodding.
"Good. Did you invite the kid?" Tony asked. He already loved Peter. "You said keep it sophisticated." Happy said confusedly. "Why do you hate fun?" Tony shot back at him, and Happy only sighed, putting his head down.
"Do you really want me to invite the kid? If I invite the kid, then I'll have to babysit the kid." Happy said. "I like the kid. I want you to invite the kid." Tony said sternly.
Just as Happy started walking out of the room, Tony stopped him again. "Oh and do you think he needs a plus one?" Tony asked, and Happy just sighed again. "Two kids?"
Tony thought for a second and then nodded at Happy's question.

~~a couple days later~~

"Hey, (y/n)!" Peter called from across the hallway just as school ended.
He'd usually run out of school the second the final bell went off, but today was different because he had something to ask her.

"Yeah?" (Y/n) said, stopping in her tracks so that Peter could catch up with her. "I was wondering something." Peter said with excitement in his eyes.
(Y/n) nodded, encouraging him on. "So you know that internship I have with Mr. Stark?" He asked, and she nodded. They're best friends and Peter tells (y/n) everything... well almost everything. She doesn't know that he's Spider-Man, but she does help him with the internship and helps him stop stressing over it.
"Well, he's having this party for the NBA finals, and I was wondering if you'd like to go with me?" Peter asked, and then he held his breath as he waited for an answer. "Of course I'll go with you!" (Y/n) said, but she wasn't sure if it'd be a date or if they're just going as friends... but she's fine with it being a date.
"Awesome! I'll text you the information." Peter said before he turned around to walk away with a huge smile painted on his face.

~~the day of the party~~

"Okay, bye (y/n)! Bye Peter! Have fun!" (Y/n)'s mom called as her daughter walked out wearing a pink velvet romper. "Thank you Mrs.(y/l/n)!" Peter called back right before he gently closed the limo door shut, as if he was afraid he'd break it.

When they got to the party, their jaws dropped. Sure, Peters been in the building before, but he's never see this room and it looked so... sophisticated. And (y/n) has never been around something so fancy.

"Where's Mr. Stark?" Peter asked Happy after a couple minutes of socializing at the party. "He's not here, he's at the actual game." Happy replied back. "Awwe, I wanted him to meet (y/n)" Peter said disappointedly. He wanted Tony Stark to meet ME? (Y/n) thought to herself.

"Do you want to get something to eat?" Peter asked (y/n) after watching the game for a little bit. "Something to eat sounds great!"

They wandered into the catering area, but as soon as they got there, "eh. I don't want to eat that..." Peter said, referring to the 'way too fancy for them' food. "How about we find something else to eat?" Peter suggested, and (y/n) agreed right away. She's not even very hungry, she just likes being with Peter.

The two walked out of the party room and into Mr. Starks kitchen. "Is it alright that we're in here?" (Y/n) asked, and Peter shrugged. God she looks so cute. I wish I could just kiss her. Tell her that I like her. Just go for it and do it. Peter thought. Just do it.

"Hey, (y/n)?" Peter finally spoke up after a bit of eating in Tony's kitchen. She nodded her head, waiting for his question. "Um- I um- you look really nice tonight!" Peter choked out. Damnit. Why couldn't I just say it?! Four little words. I. Really. Like. You. Peter thought.
"Thank you! So do you!" She said back cheerfully, but she looked down biting her lip right after the words left her mouth.

"I have something to tell you" Peter and (y/n) said at the same time. "Whoa that was weird" Peter said while laughing. "You first" she said. "How about at the same time?" Peter suggested, and (y/n) nodded agreeingly.

Peter held up three of his fingers and once he closed the last one into a tight fist, "I really like you" was said in the perfect harmony of both their voices.

(Y/n)'s face lit up in joy and Peter grinned to himself.
"Would you like to go out with me?" Peter asked, and she nodded with her hands to her mouth. I can't believe this. She thought.

They returned to Mr. Starks party hand in hand, and nobody questioned it.

Instead of going back to the couch to watch the game, they sat in the counter chairs.
"How do you like the party?" Peter asked, and (y/n) spoke up to be heard over the chatter going on across the room, "Its amazing. I've never been to something like this." She said while placing her small hand on the cold marble counter top, scouting over in her chair. "Neither have I" Peter said back, moving closer to (y/n) as he spoke therefore their knees were touching.
(Y/n) could feel her heart racing, and Peter thought that his own heart could break out of the ribs it's caged in.
I've never been so close to him before. (Y/n) thought. He even looks ripped through his shirt.

(Y/n) smiled to herself, flashing her pearly whites. "What?" Peter asked gently and playfully, moving his head a little closer to hers and taking his hand to tuck a stray piece of her hair behind her ear. "Nothing" She said happily. I've never been so happy in my life. She thought.
Once she met his eyes again, she placed her cold fingertips on the back of Peters warm neck, which sent chills down his spine, but not because of the coldness, just because it was her doing it.

With a sudden boast of confidence, she connected their lips together.

His mouth was so warm, the caress of his lips softer than she could have imagined. The taste of him like a sweet sensation.
The kiss lasted forever as people continued talking in the background.
They slowly pulled apart, nobody seemed to notice their lip locking.

Their eyes opened a couple moment after the kiss. Her (y/e/c) orbs staring into his gorgeous brown ones. I never realized how breathtaking her eyes are. Peter thought to himself.

(Y/n) placed her hand on his chest, feeling his heart beat, and she slowly lowered it down into his own hand.
Peter smiled brightly and held her hand tight.