Always | Peter Parker x Reader

Chapter 16: The Date

I met Flash at the theater, at 4:30. He was there waiting for me.

"Don't worry Mr Romanoff, I'll have her back by 10:00," he smiled, peering into the car.

"Ok. Bye, Y/N, have fun," Clint said to me.

"Bye, dad," I laughed, playfully winking at him.

Thankfully, Flash didn't see.

So, what movie are we watching?" I asked, turning back to him. To be honest, I was only reeling going out with flash to get my mind off of Peter. He likes Gwen. So I have no chance. And flash seems like a cool and sweet guy.

"I was thinking Game Night?" He asked, making sure that I was ok with it.

"Yea, sounds great. I've actually been wanting to see it," I smiled.

We headed inside, got some popcorn, and got our seats.

Surprisingly, I really enjoyed Flash's company. He was really easy to talk to, and a good listener.

After the movie was over, he drove me home.

~~~

"Y/N?" He said, looking over to me in the car.

"Yeah, Flash?"

"It may be too early to say, but, I think I really like you."

"I don't think it is, and I think I like you too."

I smiled at the thought. Someone like me back? What are the odds?

I mean, at my last school lots of guys liked me. But I didn't like any of them.

We said our goodbyes, when we reached the apartment building.

Well, not my real house.

As we couldn't risk my identity, my dad decided to rent an apartment in Queens.

"Thanks," I said, kissing his cheek.

"We'll do this again sometime?"

"Definitely."

I walked inside the building, to the apartment that my dad texted me to go to earlier.

~~~

"Peter?" I asked, confused, once I got to the apartment.

"Yeah. Turns out the place your dad is renting is right beside mine," he grinned, leaning against the wall. "Wanna go?"

"I don't know, I'm really tired. Is there actual furntiture and stuff in there?" I asked, pointing to the apartment door.

"Um, Not sure," he replied. "I-if there isn't, a-we can s-stay at my p-p-place?"

"Ok, sure," I smiled.

I texted my dad, and asked if I could sleep in 'our place'.

He replied instantly, and said there wasn't anything inside yet.

He said we could both stay at Peter's though.

"My dad says mine is empty, but we can stay at yours," I gulped. Oh shit.

"Ok, cool," he said, grabbing his keys to open his apartment.

~~~

-Peter's POV-

We just sat and talked, for what seemed like forever. She sat on the floor of my room, across from me.

"So, how was your date?" I asked.

"Pretty good, I think I like Flash," she blushed.

"Oh," I replied. Dammit.

"Hey, can I borrow a shirt or something?" She asked, and blushed again.

"Y-y-yeah, one sec."

I went over to my closet and grabbed on of my shirts for her to wear.

I told her where the bathroom was, and she thanked me and left to change.

This is going to be one hell of an awkward night.

"Hey, I'm back," she said.

Holy. Fucking. Hell. She looked SO good in my clothes. I love the way it ever so slightly hugged her body, in the perfect way even though it was way to big for her, and how her hair hung loosely down her back.

"What?" She asked, scratching the back of her neck.

"Uh, um, uh, nothing," I replied, trying not to stare. Pretty sure I failed that, though.

(A/N): him looking at you  I can't even, he's so adorable omfg

She put her folded clothes on my desk, and sat back down.

"Thanks, Peter, for letting me stay here tonight."

"Of course."

~~~

I woke up in the morning, to birds chirping out my window.

Somehow, yet again, Y/N and I seemed to sleep in the same bed. I have no idea how we got there, and I don't really remember much from last night.

"Morning, spidey," she mumbled, sitting up to face me. She rubbed her eyes, looking adorable.

"Morning."

I rolled over her, and grabbed my phone.

It was 6:57, I dunno how we woke up so early.

Then, I looked at the date. It was Tuesday, which meant we had school. SHIT. SCHOOL.

"Fuck, Y/N, we have school."

"Oh, goddamnit," she muttered.

We got out of bed and started to get ready.

We had about two hours before school, so I suggested that I would go to Stark tower and get out stuff.

She agreed, so I swung back, and got our bags. And my Spiderman suit, just in case.

~~~

"I'm back!" I yelled, climbing through the window in my suit. "I grabbed your bag, don't worry."

"Thanks, Peter," she smiled.

"Here," I said, walking to my closet. I grabbed a green shirt for her to wear, one of the ones that didn't fit me anymore so it was smaller.

"You don't have to do that, I'll just wear what I wore yester-"

"Really, it's fine. Keep it, even. I was gonna get rid of it anyways."

It took a bit of convincing, but she finally accepted.

She wore the same shoes, pants and jacket as yesterday, but just a different top. Hopefully no one notices.