Peter Parker Imagines

When You Cuddle Me

My adorkable boyfriend Peter, who goes by the name of Spider-Man, has been moping all day long at school.

He recently returned from Germany, where he fought against Captain America and "Stole his shield!" Now he is utterly miserable... Why? Because he is bored.

Yup, he just can't take having to deal with the minuscule amount of crime in Queens... I know he wants adventure and action but he really needs to help me with our lab project in Chemistry. Okay, I'm just kidding... I completely understand how he feels... Being Spider-Man is something incredible and if I were him I would be trying to be Spider-Man as often as I could (minus the tight spandex suit).

"Peter. Come on let's get you home and maybe watch a movie?" I tried to cheer him up a we left the school.

"What movie?" He pouted. I entwined our fingers coming closer to him and he blushed slightly.

"How 'bout Attack of the Clones?" I smirked, knowing Peter loves the Star Wars franchise. He smiled and nodded.

We took the subway and thankfully when I tripped Peter caught me before I fell on this really old lady. Then we walked, casually conversing about random things that popped into our minds like "That dog has its hair styled better than mine!", or "I wonder what it's like to be a rock... I bet it's awesome to just be able to sleep all day... I swear one day I'm going to find a way to stand sitting down and to sleep standing up." Until we finally reached Peter's apartment and Peter walked right in and plopped on the couch face first, letting out a deep loud groan.

"Oh, my Peter... It's Friday night and you sound like a sixty year old man who needs a back rub." I said then sat down on Peter's back as he let out a laugh. At least I managed to make him laugh... He threw me off him like a horse and then turned around to look at me as I sat back down on the couch.

"You know what I need Y/N?" His eyes held an intense gaze with mine.

"I need... CUDDLES!" He attacked me and pinned me down on the couch, his arms tightly around my waist and his head resting on my chest just under my head. We both chuckled and I wrapped my arms lovingly around Peter, pulling him up more so the top of his head was just under my chin. I wanted to kiss the top of his head just like I saw so many couples do in romantic movies.

"I want something exciting to happen Y/N." He whined and I brought one hand up to stroke his hair, slowly massaging his head.

"I know Pete, I know..." I murmured softly into his hair which smelled so nice thanks to his shampoo.

"That feels nice..." Peter mumbled as I continued massaging his head and pressing a kiss to his hair every now and then.

Soon I felt him relax his muscles and lay the rest of his weight on me, his breathing slowing down steadily.

"Let the sun go down and the moon rise from the sea... Let your eyes shut tight as you listen to me... Let your worries fade away and your thoughts drift to dreams... Let the sound of my heart lull you to sleep..." I softly sang to Peter in the melody of hushabye mountain since I had long forgotten the words to the lullaby.

Soon we both drifted off to sleep on Peter's couch... All thoughts of the Avengers and Spider-Man forgotten for the night.