Imagines By Hufflepuffholland

Pretty Girl

Request: Can you write something where to reader can't sleep so Peter is there and gives cuddles, please? because I too can't sleep and want cuddles

Pairing: Peter Parker + Reader

Warnings: None! Unless you count fluff. Then, fluff!!!!!

Notes: This took forever school makes me so busy I'm so sorry 

"You promise you'll get some sleep?" Peter had made you promise him about four times as he stood at the door. You had been studying all day today for a big physics exam you both had – you taking the study session much more seriously than Peter. He helped you to the best of his ability, and it wasn't like you were dense when it came to the subject either, you just really didn't want to fail.

Peter had been badgering you for the past two hours to go to bed, time already nearing to about ten at night. Peter kept assuring you that the test wasn't until the following Monday, and it was only Thursday. You knew he would help you plenty if you needed it, but your anxiety got the best of you.

You rolled your eyes at your worried-for-nothing boyfriend and wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him into you in a tight embrace. "I promise, Peter. Now hurry and get home before it gets later."

He pulled away only to place a gentle kiss on your lips. When he went to pull away you pulled him into one more, one of your hands softly carding through his hair as his grip tightened on your waist. When you finally pulled away you noticed he had a dopey smile on his face, causing you to mimic his. "Well, that's what I call a goodnight kiss."

You laughed softly before shoving him out of your door completely, "Go!" He laughed before throwing his arms up in surrender, slowly backing out into the empty hallway. As he rounded the stairs you shouted, "Text me when you get home!" He looked up to give you a questioning glance. "You know, so I know you got home okay." You could feel your cheeks burn as he laughed a little. Even though he was everyone's friendly neighborhood Spider-Man, you couldn't help but feel worried whenever he wandered the streets alone at night.

"I will, I promise. Bye babe!"

You smiled as he disappeared from your sight, shutting your door and locking it before heading to your room.

You sighed for about the seventh time that night. You turned to check the time on your phone: 12:56 p.m. Your anxiety had heightened, and in result it denied you your sleep, though you desperately craved it. Peter had texted you twenty-three minutes after he left telling you he got home and then telling you one more time to go to sleep. Since your anxiety was at a high, you felt your sense of hearing heighten as well. You heard every slight creek or scratch against your door and windows. Being home alone hadn't help settle you either. You attempted to listen to your music in attempt to drown out the sounds but that only made your anxiety worse, your mind begging you to pull the headphones out in fear that you couldn't hear what was happening outside of them.
You sighed for the eighth time before picking up your phone and hesitantly calling Peter.

"Hello? (Y/N)? What's wrong, why aren't you asleep?" You smiled through the receiver, hearing how his drowsiness disappeared with each question and how concern replaced it.

"Peter, I'm sorry to bother you. I know it's late but I can't sleep-."

"Why are you apologizing? Don't apologize, baby. What's wrong?"

Your cheeks burned a little, like they always did whenever Peter used a pet name for you, he usually didn't because he was rather timid in the relationship. "I don't know, my anxiety is just bad, and I guess I'm a little scared to be here alone."

It was quiet on the other end, you could only hear Peter's hushed but quickened breathing, it wasn't until you heard a small grunt that you spoke again. "Peter?"

"Hang on, baby. I'll be there in fifteen." And then the line went dead.

"You didn't have to come over, Peter." Your voice was shy, but Peter knew you had wanted him to come over, regardless of your arguing.

"I know, but I wanted to. You being scared is my excuse for cuddling with my pretty girl." Both yours and Peter's face flushed at the new pet name, you hoping he'd keep it.

"Well, thank you." You laid back in bed when you returned to your room, patting the spot next to you. Peter climbed in and immediately brought you into his chest. His left arm was wrapped around your shoulders, allowing your head to rest on his chest, and his right hand came up to rake his fingers through your hair, playing with the ends slightly.

"Anything for you, babe." His voice dropped down to a whisper, causing you to move your head up slightly to look at his face. He smiled softly at you, his hand coming down to cup your cheek. You leaned up slightly as he brought himself down to you, kissing you. It wasn't as softly as he kissed you before he left earlier, but it wasn't rushed either. It was a tired but passionate kiss. You closed your eyes but instead of seeing pitch black you saw nothing but color. Your hands clenched his shirt in your hands, pulling him closer to you. You hummed in the kiss, prompting Peter to shift slightly, pulling you under himself as he hovered over you. He pulled away and looked down at you, breathing heavily. As he smiled at you, you couldn't help the words that came out almost instantly.

"I love you, Peter."

His eyebrows raised as his eyes widened just the slightest. You smiled at him softly, bringing your hands up to his face, "I love you so much. I'm so lucky to have you. I'm so, so lucky, Peter Parker."

And it took him hearing his name to pull him out of his trance, registering that this, in fact, wasn't a dream. His smile returned as he laid back down beside you, his arms coming back to pull you against him. You both returned to your comfortable positions with his arm around your shoulder and in your hair while your head rested on his chest. And it was then, when you both had gotten settled and your breathing patterns were normal, that Peter spoke up.

"I love you, too," you felt his lips on your forehead. "And I am so lucky to love you, pretty girl."