Imagines By Hufflepuffholland

I Think I'll Give You A Kiss

Peter Parker + Reader

for @stardustnwit

small lil blurb/imagine request: (i don't even know if you're doing these but ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ ) hello i'm alyssa and im from vegas, seems exciting but not really. i really love words if i'm honest, especially the really random rare ones. i'm also a sucker for a good disney movie, specifically peter pan but any movie will do lol. can i get the thing with peter also :) you're a doll and your writing is so amazing i binge read all your stories in like one night !!

song: grow old with you – adam sandler (the wedding singer)

"Peter, hurry up." You were adjusting the baby blue bow in your hair in front of the mirror in his hallway. May was waiting at the front door with her camera, ready for you and Peter so she could take pictures of you in your costumes before you both head out.

"No, I look stupid. I don't want to wear this!" You rolled your eyes, hearing a small, childish groan coming from his restroom. You look at May and shook your head in a joking manner.

"I'll go check on him," you whispered, earning a small, silent laugh from her. "Peter?" You called, walking into his room and still finding his bathroom door shut. You walked up to it and knocked three times, lightly, "Peter? You okay?"

"I look stupid. I don't want to come out."

"Peter, you don't look stupid! We'll look cute together." You heard Peter sigh.

"Can you please just show me at least?" You heard another sigh, followed by the sound of the door unlocking. He peeked his head out, you being able to catch the orange tint in his hair and the bright blush on his cheeks that you guessed May had applied before you got there. "See? Not so bad." Peter scoffed.

"Not so bad? That's easy for you to say! You dressing up as Wendy is cute, endearing. Me dressing up as Peter is – creepy. Pedophilic, probably." You rolled your eyes, but gave him a small smile.

"You're so dramatic. Please come out?" You shook his head. "For me? I need my Peter... Pete." You giggled as he pouted but opened his door to reveal his dark green tights and green shirt to match. Your eyes roamed his costume: his golden belt and fake dagger, the matching green hat with the red feather on top of his head, and the brown loafers he was sporting. "Peter! You look so cute!" What you thought was a compliment earned a groan from your best friend.

"Cute?" You rolled your eyes, giggling as you nodded. "That's it, I'm changing. I'm going as three-hole punch Jim."

"No! Peter, you look so good! I'm sorry. Thank you for wearing this. It makes me happy" You suppressed your laugh, reaching for his hand and tugging him closer to you. "In fact... I'm so happy, I think I'll give you a kiss." You quoted Wendy. Peter's eyes widened slightly, his cheeks reddening even more. You smiled widely as you leaned in and pecked his cheek, feeling the warmth under your lips. "Is that okay?" You whispered, gaining a weak nod from the shy boy. "Do you want to give me one, Peter Pan?" Again he nodded at your whispered question. You leaned back and closed your eyes, cupping your hands like Wendy in the movie, waiting for him to place a small trinket in your waiting hands.

Your breath became shallow as you felt Peter's breath fanning against your mouth.

"Peter–,"

"Ready for your kiss?" You heard him faintly whisper. Your eyes were still closed as you nodded, the next thing you felt was Peter's lips on you, too softly – you almost didn't realize he had kissed you. Your hands came up to cup his face as his circled around your waist.

You both jumped back as a flash and a camera shutter sounded. With your cheeks matching Peter's make-up, you looked towards Peter's door to see May standing there, cursing herself for not silencing her phone.