Spider-Man Imagines

Where Are You Christmas? | Peter Parker (TH)

scenario 5 as requested by AprilRenton

i changed this up a little bit and made it more personal. i didn't intend to, but it sort of got away from me.

last Christmas was the first time i enjoyed the holidays since 2013. on Christmas Eve of 2013, i lost my grandpa, who also happened to be my best friend. 1.5 years later, i lost my grandmother. Christmas stopped being enjoyable and i couldn't enjoy a moment of it through my grief. it took a lot of prayer to realize that Christmas is about Jesus and not me. anyway, Christmas is a joyous day for me again. i am thankful to God for giving us His son and i am thankful for all the years He gave me with my grandparents. He has made me realize so many things lately, and i am grateful for it.

Merry Christmas week, my friends. ♡ sorry if this request isn't what you wanted.

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Your day started off a little rough when Ned came to school wearing a Santa hat. It was ridiculous to be upset about it, but you were. How was Christmas this close already? You suddenly didn't like the taste of the hot chocolate in your mouth. You handed your cup to Peter, telling him he could finish it.

"Thanks," he said, cheerful as ever. He leaned against the set of lockers and took a long sip. "Hey," he complained, "no peppermint."

You forced a smile and nudged him. "Stop whining, you big baby."

He grinned at you and then fake pouted. Ned, meanwhile, was ranting about all of the dozens of plans he had this season.

"First, Mom's on Christmas Eve. Then Dad's on Christmas. Then, my dad is driving me upstate to visit my grandparents Christmas night," Ned said. "Honestly, it's gonna suck."

Your heart beat painfully. How could someone say that? What would you give for one more day, one more Christmas -

"I'm sure it won't be bad," Peter said. "I think May and I are going to attempt to make dinner this year. She has this new recipe for stuffing and she's excited, but the last recipe she tried on Thanksgiving really tasted awful, so-" He stopped and laughed, then looked at you. "What about you, ___?"

"Oh," you said, shrugging. "I don't know."

Peter furrowed his eyebrows. "You don't know?"

"No," you replied.

Ned tilted his head. "Christmas is in a week. How do you not know what you're doing?"

"I... didn't know it was so soon," you said.

Ned cracked a smile. "But don't you have traditions?"

"No," you said. "Not anymore." You stared at the floor for probably too long before taking in a deep breath. "I, uh, am gonna go. See ya." You turned and went down the hall, eyes burning.

You just wanted Christmas to be over.

Peter, on the other hand, was excited. Of course the holidays were bittersweet. Uncle Ben had been such a huge part of them (and of their everyday lives) but time healed. Nothing would ever be the same, but he was growing comfortable with the new normal he and his aunt had.