Imagines By Hufflepuffholland

Peter

"Hey, you coming over to get ready for the party tonight?" Peter asked Ned, stuffing his books into his locker. Ned nodded excitedly.

"Yeah, is (Y/N) meeting us there or at the apartment?"

"Apartment!" You chimed in, slinging an arm around Ned. He smiled at you and you smiled back, turning to see Peter looking at you. "Hey, nerds!"

"Hey pretty girl," Peter leaned in, kissing you on the cheek.

"Aaaand, that's my cue!" Ned removed your arm from around him, "Before I get a toothache," he teased, causing Peter and you to roll your eyes as you reached for Peter's hand. "I'll see you both tonight! Bye." You leaned in to peck Ned on the cheek.

"So you don't feel left out," you winked, causing him to shake his head as he waved goodbye. Peter closed his locker, guiding you toward the school doors.

"What are you wearing tonight?" Peter shrugged.

"I didn't pick anything out, probably this." You looked down at his attire and nodded in approve.

"What?" He asked, laughing lightly.

"I think you look cute," you said simply, smiling at him. He shook his head, looking down at the ground while he blushed. His hand tightened around yours as he stopped walking, his senses heightening and his eyes darting back and forth, looking for any sign of trouble. You looked at him confused, but understood once he gave you a sympathetic expression. "Gotta go?" You asked, he nodded sadly. "I'll meet you at the apartment tonight?"

"Yes, I'm sorry, love you!"

"Love you, Spidey!" You whisper shouted as he headed toward an empty alley, you returned to your walk home.

"Ned, why do you still wear that hat?"

"Confidence, it's my Spider-Man suit," Peter rolled his eyes, still applying his aunt's concealer, trying to cover up his black eye. "You should try it, maybe it'll distract people from that pretty little shiner." Peter looked at Ned through the mirror.

"(Y/N)'s gonna kill me." He mumbled. He dropped his gaze from himself and his attention went to the hat Ned had placed on Peter's head. "Dude," he complained, "I just did my hair!" Ned rolled his eyes.

"And It'll take two seconds to fix. Hm, that hat definitely wears you." Peter rolled his eyes, laughing at himself.

"I look good," he said jokingly, tilting the hat forward as he winked at himself.

"What are you wearing?" He turned to look at you standing at the doorway. "Please, dear god," you begged, "give that back to Ned." Peter grinned, shaking his head. "Peter! Take. It. Off. That hat looks ridiculous on you!" He laughed.

"You want me to take it off?" He asked. "Come over here and make me." he challenged, laughing louder when you rushed for it.

"Is that a black eye?!"

"Told you the hat would distract people from it." Peter groaned.

"Shut up, Ned!"