Peter Parker/Spider-Man Drabbles

12, 33, and 99

12. "H-how long have you been standing there?" - "Long enough."

33. "Don't you ever do that again! You scared the shit out of me!"

99. "This bath is too damn hot." - "This is why we can't do cute things. You complain too much." 

PAIRING: Peter x Michelle

WARNING: swearing and some naked people! (but not smut cause teehee)

A/N: Photograph by Ed Sheeran is my favorite song it was the first thing to come up on shuffle so i just kept in on replay while i wrote this

Props to my friend Matthew for coming up with this idea cause my well of inspiration is dry as a bone .

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The window creaked as Peter slid it open with his foot. He didn't know why he always did that instead of using his perfectly free hands, but he did and it worked so he was sticking with it. He climbed inside the apartment and dropped down onto the floor, careful not to make any noise. He closed the window and stepped away, but a floorboard groaned under his foot and he winced and froze.

He waited for a minute, but no one was coming so he yanked off his mask and flung it into the closet. Then he gently pressed down Droney on his chest and the suit popped off and he slipped out of it. He kicked it into the closet and grabbed a tank top and shorts and pulled them on.

He took a deep breath as he reached up and combed his fingers through his hair. It'd been a long day of stopping petty crimes and helping old ladies and rescuing cats from trees so he figured he deserved a break. He fell backward onto his bed, his head landing on the pillow and sinking down into it as a he closed his eyes.

"So you can keep me inside the pocket of your ripped jeans."

A smile spread across Peter's face and he opened his eyes and stood up. He crept quietly out of the room and down the hallway, trying to be as stealthy as possible so he wouldn't disturb her.

"And if you hurt me, that's okay baby, only words bleed."

Peter stopped when he reached the bathroom door and his eyes grew when an idea hit him. He quickly went back to his bedroom and returned with his phone. He opened the camera and started recording a video as he carefully and quietly turned the doorknob and opened the door.

The lights were off, but thanks to a few candles scattered around the bathroom, Peter could see Michelle laying in a bubble bath with her head back against the wall and her eyes closed as she sang. Her dark hair was pulled back into a messy bun and her smooth skin glistened in the flickering light.

Peter could feel his heart beating faster as he watched her with a bright smile. But, he could also feel the itchy approach of a sneeze as it climbed through his nose. Before he could stop it, his eyes squeezed shut and he dove his face into his left elbow.

"HOLY MOTHER–! PETER?!"

"Hey MJ," he laughed lightly, his cheeks burning as he stopped the video and set his phone down.

"H-how long have you been standing there?!" Michelle yelled as she grabbed at bubbles and tried to bring more of them over her body.

"Long enough," Peter giggled.

Michelle groaned. "I can't fucking believe you! Don't you ever do that again! You scared the shit out of me!"

Peter stepped closer to her as he tried, and failed miserably to stop laughing. Giggles kept coming through his words, making his sentences come out broken.

"Can-can I-can I join you?" he stammered.

Michelle looked up at him with a very annoyed expression on her face and he tried to compose himself, but he just couldn't do it. She rolled her eyes and smiled slightly and gestured for him to join.

"Come on in."

He stepped out of his clothes and dipped a foot into the water, but instantly pulled it away.

"This bath is too damn hot." he whined.

Michelle rolled her eyes again, which was very much her signature move. She was in a constant state of being done with everything. "See Pete? This is why we can't do cute things. You complain too much."

He stuck his tongue out at her and climbed into the tub. "Whatever. I now have video proof that you sing in the bath and I'm gonna show it to everyone so they know you're human and not some emotionless animatronic killing machine."

He smiled contently, but his victory was quickly squashed when a huge wave of water splashed onto him and the ground around the tub, drenching his phone. It fizzed, sparked, and sputtered as it died.

"I'm sorry," Michelle smiled slyly. "You were saying?"

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I'm in a very fluffy mood today, folks. Hope you guys are too! :P

Feel free to send me more requests. I'm probably gonna do Peter/MJ drabbles for the next few though.

- Katy :P