Always | Peter Parker x Reader

Chapter 4: Movie Night

-Peter's POV-

We decided on watching Pitch Perfect. Y/N insisted it was good, but I'm not so sure. I've heard of it, it's some girly singing thing. She went into the kitchen and made a bag of popcorn, while I went into my room and changed into gray sweatpants and a black hoodie.

"Friday, can you set up the movie please?" I asked.

I sat down on the couch, across from the tv, and waited for Y/N. I was checking my phone, when I looked up her Instagram. I typed in 'Y/NStark', but nothing came up. I thought that was weird, because pretty much everyone I know has Instagram.

"Hey, uh, Y/N?" I asked as she sat down next to me, and put the popcorn on the coffee table.

"Hm?" She replied, looking me in the eyes. 

"D-do you have I-Instagram?" I questioned. I really need to get a hold of my stutter.

"Yeah, can I see your phone?" She said with her hand out.

I gave her my phone, and a couple seconds later, she requested to follow herself.

"There," she smiled.

I smiled back, then looked down at my phone. Her profile was 'Y/NRomanoff', not Stark.

"Why's your username Romanoff, and not Stark?" I asked. "Isn't that Natasha's last name? Wait, is Natasha your mom?"

She laughed, shaking her head.

"No. Peter, in public my last name is Romanoff. It's less dangerous that way, my dad says. So at school that's the name I'll go by."

"Oh, that makes sense," I nodded.

I then turned my head back to the screen, and we watched the movie in silence. Almost. We laughed at the funny parts, which was a lot of the time. Y/N sang along a little bit, under her breathe.  And, we ended up watching Pitch Perfect 2 as well. I'm not gonna lie, I really enjoyed watching them with her. She was actually pretty good at singing, and knew all the words. Her voice is amazing, and she can dance.

"Damn, Stark," I laughed, as she followed the routine the Bellas were doing on screen.

"Come on," She laughed too, grabbed my hands, and pulled me up from the couch.

It was the world championships, and they were doing the song Run The World by Beyoncé.

As soon as I stood up, they transitioned into a slow song.

(A/N): The song is flashlight by Jessie J

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When tomorrow comes I'll be on my own, feeling frightened of the things that I don't know

I put my hands on her hips, as she got closer to me and put her arms around my neck.

When tomorrow comes, when tomorrow comes, when tomorrow comes

I gazed into her deep Y/E/C eyes, and she stared into mine.

-Your POV-

He put his hands on my waist, I shuddered at his touch. I stepped closer, wrapped my arms around his neck as I looked into his eyes. He was smiling, he looked like he was having a lot of fun.

I looked away, it's hard for me to keep eye contact sometimes.

And though the road is long, I look up to the sky, and in the dark I found, I hope that I won't fly,

Peter isn't as weird as I thought he was.

Our bodies were touching, I felt his warm chest on mine. Well more like my neck, since Peter is a few inches taller than me. I leaned my head on his chest, and I felt his heart beat on my cheek. He held me tighter, pretty much hugging me.

I don't usually hug, so this was lowkey comfortable.

And I sing along, and I sing along, and I sing along,

After a couple minutes of slow dancing, the song ended. I awkwardly stepped back, dropped my arms from his and sat back down.

"So," I said as he sat down next to me again. "Wanna watch the 3rd movie?"

"There's a third?" He asked, surprised.

I nodded, as I laughed.

"Then hell yeah," he grinned.

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I don't remember what happened after that, all I know is that we started watching the third movie. I woke up on the couch, with my head leaning against Peter's chest, and his arms were around me.

I smiled to myself, and moved Peter's arms off me, trying not to wake him.

I felt him jolt awake, as he gasped for air.

"Oh my god, you scared me!" He panicked, looking at me ass I stood up.

"Sorry" I apologized.

He sighed, and laid back on the couch, and closed his eyes. I checked my phone, it was only 3 in the morning.

"Oh, shit, Peter I'm gonna go to bed, before everyone gets home."

"Ok, I will too, goodnight." He smiled up at me.

I smiled back, and gathered up the bowls of popcorn, and put them on the counter.

"Oh, and Y/N?" Peter said.

"Hm?" I turned around to look at him.

"Th-thanks for tonight. I had fun."

"Yeah. I had fun too."

"Goodnight, Y/N."

"Goodnight, Peter."

I waved, and walked into my room. I'm assuming Peter did the same, I heard a door close a couple minutes later. His room is apparently right outside mine, so that's cool I guess.

I can tell that Peter's getting more comfortable around me, he doesn't stutter as much, and he doesn't freeze up or fiddle with his hands when he talks.

I went to sleep in a good mood, which hadn't happened in a while. I'm really warming up to Peter, and I think we're going to be good friends.