there were multiple taps on your window and you knew exactly who it was. you shot up from your bed and raced to the window. peter's mask was off and you could see multiple cuts and one or two bruises.you instantly felt sad. you hated seeing peter like this but that's the price that came with dating a hero. you took notice of his sleepy eyes. he was so exhausted. you opened the window and let him inside.
"i'm sorry, babe. i know it's late but I couldn't go home. may wou—" he said stepping inside your room.
"no, no it's okay i understand." you cut him off.
you helped him to your bed and laid him down. you knelt down and grabbed the hidden first aid kit under your bed. it became a routine for peter to show up in bruises and cuts. you took it upon yourself to buy a first aid kit and continuously restock it. you took out the cotton pads and rubbing alcohol and dabbed it on peter's cuts.
he winced and you quickly pulled away. "i'm sorry, peter." you were still getting use to helping peter with his cuts. he only told you about his secret a couple months ago.
"it's okay, i'm okay." he smiled slightly. you could tell that it hurt him by his wincing but he tried to hide it from you.
you nodded and continued. once you were done you sighed and started to pack everything back in the kit. you tucked it under your bed and stood up with your hands on your hips. you smiled at peter.
he smiled back and wrapped an arm around your waist. he pulled the two of you down to lie down on your bed. you shrieked and gripped his biceps.
he laughed and started playing with your hair.
you turned to him and started to play with his hair. he hummed and smiled lightly, moving closer to you.
his eyes started to close and you knew he was going to fall asleep.
"babe, get up," you shook him lightly and he groaned in protest. "come on, sweets. you can't sleep in your suit." you pulled on his arm.
"you want to see peter naked?" he asked in a sleepy baby voice and wiggled his eyebrows.
"hmmm maybe another time." you shrugged.
"you tease me too much, babe." he groaned. you giggled.
you got up and pulled on both of his arms. he finally obliged and stood up too. you smiled in victory but sighed when he started to lean his body weight on you.
with his head in the crook of your neck, your hand reached up from his arm and towards his chest. your small hand pushed the spider on his suit.
the suit became less tight and you pushed peter off of you to help him take it off. you pulled the suit off his arms, to his waist and let him do the rest.
he quickly took off his suit and handed it to you, jumping on your bed. you grabbed the first aid kit and placed both under your bed.
you stood up and looked at peter all cozied up on your bed. he smiled and held his arms out.
"c'mere," he said.
you gladly got under the covers and into his arms.
"you really don't want to see me naked? all i have to do is remove my boxers." he smirked.
"oh my gosh peter stop."
"why? it's nothing you haven't seen before."
you looked up and glared at him.
"i'm just kidding." he laughed.
"no you're not."
"i know."
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i noticed that my most viewed imagine is the making out one... and i can understand why so i'll write more like that ;)
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Fanficpeter parker imagines this is mcu spider-man! some imagines are for mature readers!