There will be a Christmas one for Tom Holland too it's fine!
I walked through the streets and smiled to myself as the snow crunched under my boots. I was currently heading over to Peter's apartment where Peter- obviously- would be along with Michelle and Ned for Christmas. I stomped the snow off of my boots and went inside the complex, making my way up the stairs to get to his door. I made my way in, not needing to knock and I took my boots off, putting them down on the floor. I went into the living room and Michelle smiled. "Peter's in the kitchen, if you wanted to say hi." Ned just nudged her and grinned. "I will- oh and guys you really don't have to spend your Christmas here for me.. you could be with your families." Both of them shrugged. I headed over to the kitchen and saw Peter heading out. "Hey Pete! Thanks for inviting us over, by the way.." "Umm.. (Y/N)..." He mumbled and went bright red, pointing up to lead my gaze over to a mistletoe. "I know the tradition... but one sec." I went into the living room. "MICHELLE AND NED YOU TWO ARE NASTY PIECES OF WORK WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO ME-" I yelled and turned on my heel, going back to the kitchen. I was calm about it... but... as soon as I got back it just registered in my brain. I was about to kiss Peter Parker under the mistletoe.. I felt my face's heat increase rapidly and I knew it was red. It wasn't just me, though, because Peter was also bright red. To make it easier for us, I just grabbed his jumper and pulled him into a quick kiss. I lied. It ended up being quite a while... but we pulled back when I heard a cough from Michelle and we went into the living room. "You know what" I asked randomly, standing up again. "I'll go make hot chocolate for all of us. Open your presents from each other- but not the ones from me. I wanna see your reactions!" I said and rushed into the kitchen. The first cup of hot chocolate was getting ready and I slowly sank to the floor. "I kissed Peter Parker under the mistletoe.." I whispered to myself. "I actually did it.." I quickly stood up and mixed the first cup, putting the second one in when I heard footsteps heading for the kitchen. There was silence until I got to the last cup of hot chocolate, when they sat on the counter and sighed. "Are we gonna talk about the kiss?" Peter's voice asked. "Why should we?" It's not like he would've kissed me if he had a choice. "Because... well.. ugh-" I looked over to see him put his face in his hands. "I can't explain this without embarrassing myself so let's just go open the presents you gave us and the ones we gave you." He said and waited for me to leave. He followed after and I sat down quickly. "Took you two a while." Michelle mumbled and grinned at me. "I'm not magic, I can't just go bippidy-boppidy-boo and there's your hot chocolate." I said, handing her and Ned a cup, then Peter sat down and I handed him his cup. I put down a bag of marshmallows and the whipped cream. "You guys first." Michelle got a book she's been freaking about and wanting all year and she trapped me in a bear hug, repeating "Thank you!" Over and over again. I laughed. "It's fine, MJ." Ned got a Star Wars LEGO thing that I knew he'd fanboy about for ages and he'd put it together with Peter. "Peter you might want to open that in another room..." I mumbled and he slowly nodded with a confused expression, getting up and leaving for a little while.
We all heard a door open and we turned our heads to Peter who quickly made his way over and gave me a huge hug that I gladly returned. "Thank you (Y/N)" He mumbled into my hair and I just smiled, getting out of the hug. "No problem." I felt my cheeks heating up ever so slightly... "So what was it?" Ned and Michelle asked.
We never told them. It was just our little secret. And you reading? You won't know either. So don't ask.
Everyone agreed to sleep over at Peter's house. Michelle slept in Aunt May's house (She wasn't here for Christmas- I can't remember why.) And Ned slept in the guest room, meaning I was sleeping in Peter's room. "Shotgun top gun." I said and he quickly jumped onto it. He grinned at me. "I never remembered how comfy the top bunk was... you can have bottom bunk though." He said, giving his best puppy dog eyes. I sighed. "Fine..." I grabbed his ankles and dragged him onto the floor with a muffled bang. So glad that he's strong as hell and has a carpet. "I'll have the bottom bunk if you have the floor." I said with a grin, climbing up to the top bunk and going under the covers. "Too late, Parker, I'm having top bunk!" He gave a groan and I looked down to see him still laying on the floor. "Pete?" I asked. I got down from the top bunk and shook him. I only got a groan from him in response. "Peter?" I rolled him over to see him grinning at me. "OH MY GOD! I'M NEVER SPEAKING TO YOU AGAIN HOW DARE YOU TRICK ME LIKE THAT!" I yelled and went to the top bunk, covering myself with the covers. "It was funny though, right?" He asked me and I groaned. "I hate you." Was my muffled reply. "Love you too."
I woke up and quickly made my way out of the room, going to the bathroom to get changed and brush my teeth, brush my hair etc etc. I walked out and went into Peter's room to wake him up only to see him in his pajama bottoms and shirtless, holding a shirt that he was gonna change into. "Oh my god." I said, turning around. "I'm so sorry." I mumbled. "It... it's okay.." he said. "You can look now." "I only came to wake you up and that's the ungodly sight I had to see." I said and he laughed, giving me a hug. "You're so extra." "Am not!" I protested, going to the living room. "Also take a shower, you stink. Do you bathe in crap?" I joked and he just sighed. "Extra." He whispered, going into the bathroom. "AM NOT!" I yelled so that he could hear me over the noise of the shower and through the closed door. I heard a laugh in response. I went to wake up Michelle and Ned but they were whispering to each other. I caught a few words like Peter's name, my name, "mistletoe". Oh! And when they noticed I was in the room they said "Shut up." So this was probably something about Peter and me... and they didn't want us to know... "What were you talking about?" I asked, sitting down. Ned was the easiest when it came to knowing if someone's lying. "NOTHING." He said, looking to Michelle for help. "It's fine, I don't really care... you guys can head home if you want..." I said and they just gave loud sighs, getting up to leave. "Guess our plan's thrown out the window." Ned whispered and Michelle nodded. I heard the door open and close so I laid on the floor and covered my face with my hands. "It's cliche but I can't stop thinking about yesterday.." I mumbled to myself.
"Neither can I." I heard a familiar voice say and I looked over to see Peter, a little pink. "I... shit. This changes things.." "And the kiss didn't?" He asked and raised an eyebrow. "I know... but-" "Hard to explain isn't it? Don't wanna sound cliche like those books you read.." I shrugged. "I'll just say it my way.. and it might seem cliche or just thrown together... and that's because it is. I like you, I guess, more than a lot. And I'm not going to go into how much because I don't want to be so predictable and cliche and mushy." "Well I'm not afraid of being cliche. I... I like you more than I can express. I talk about Liz Allen to hide it from you... but now I guess I know you like me back... kinda." And with his Spider-Man confidence and my adrenaline from yesterday we kissed to confirm our feelings.
Cliche, I know, but I don't care.
Enjoy! And may you find yourself under the mistletoe with someone special ey eyy ;)
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