Peter Parker Imagines

Drunk Peter

WARNINGS: Peter's obviously drunk :)

Words: 899
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It was a Saturday evening. The stars lit up the sky and currently you were in your bed doing nothing but moping around. No one was home so you felt lonely. You wanted to call your best friend Peter to come over but he's probably too busy being Spider-man.

With that being said, he climbed through your window at 1 AM. You weren't asleep. Not at all. In fact you couldn't sleep and was glad Peter stormed in.

You saw his figure stumbling and falling over. You get up and immediately turn on the lights and help Peter on your bed. Your first thought was that Peter was injured but that wasn't the case. Peter looked perfectly fine. "I'm Spider-MaaaaaAaaaaAaaaan!" He yells in your room. You shush him, not wanting to have complaints from the neighbors.

You knew what was up. Peter's drunk. Which was weird to you because he never drank. He was still in his Spider-Man suit. "Hey Y/N! How're yoouuu" He chuckles falling into your arms. "Okay Peter. Let's get you fixed up." You say, pushing him on your bed. "I'm pfine. Totally pfine!" He says drowsy leaving you unconvinced. He looked cute when he's drunk.

"Sure you are. Let me get you some clothes. Take your shoes off" You say to him and he kicks them off. You go to your closet to get some old sweatpants and a T-shirt that Peter had left here just in case he needed it. "Okay let me dress you." You say and click on the Spider symbol that loosens up his suit. Peter stumbles back and you hold him. As you undress him, you started to check him out. God he was in good shape.

You took off his suit and started putting his pants on for him. "Okay Pete, now stand up" You say and he stands up almost falling over. You put on his T-shirt as well and sat him back down on your bed. He was still being goofy. "Hey Y/N. Don't be mad but... I'm sort of Spider-Man!" He laughs and you giggle. "I know that Peter. You always tell me everything." You chuckle at his actions but Peter looks down sadly. "I don't tell you everythiiiiinngg. Like that I drink a lot because of youuu" He says and leans on you being tired. "Me?!" You say confused and thinking he's joking. "Yes, because I'm in love with youu but you don't feel the same waaayyyyyyyy which realy suuuuhuuuckksss" He huffs in annoyence and you laugh. He looks at you with his beautifull brown eyes. "Can I kiss you?" He asks randomly and you shake your head. "If you want to kiss me, which you probably don't want to since you're drunk and you're just making up stuff, do that when you're sober" You smiled at him and he want off into a deep sleep. You adored the brown haired superhero.

You wrapped him in blankets and turned off the lights. "Can you cuddle with me?" Peter asks a little drowsy and you chuckle. "Sure Pete" You smile and get under the blankets with him. He wraps his arms around you making you blush a little. After that you both drifted off to sleep.

The next morning you woke up in Peter's arms. You remembered Peter basically breaking in your room and falling into your arms. You thought about what he said yesterday, still thinking it was drunk talk. You turn around to see Peter slowly opening his eyes. Right when he saw you, he jolts up and his eyes went wide. "I- uhh, Did we-?" "Oh god! No, Peter!" You chuckle and Peter scratches his neck nervously. "Wha— What happened?" He says still a little tired and very confused. "You were drunk and broke into my room so I took care of you." You say smiling a little. Peter smiles back and winces at his headache. "Ouch." He puts his hands on his head. You layed Peter back down and headed to the kitchen for some water.

You came back and gave it to him. "Thanks Y/N" He says softly and takes a few sips. "You told me you were drinking because of me, because you think I don't love you back. I thought you were drunk-talking. Were you though?" You ask him with a soft tone in your voice. Peter fiddles with his fingers and looks down. He doesn't say anything. "Guess that's a yes?" You ask again and this time Peter nods hesitantly.

You take his hand in yours. Your touch sends shivers down Peter's spine. In an instant you hug him. Peter being awkward as hell, didn't know how to react. You find it adorable. "I love you too, Pete" You say while hugging him and smiling. Peter slowly snakes his arm around you, making you smile even more.

As you two pulled away, you leaned in quick towards Peter. In one second, your lips are smashed together and moving in sync. Peter's still sitting on the bed. You crawl on top of him and place your hand on his cheek. The other hand is placed on his chest. Peter arms are snaked around your waist, pulling you closer. After a few minutes you pulled away breathless.

"Promise me you won't drink anymore?"

"Promise"