Requested by @Wat_da_hell_man
This is a bit dark, but a happy-ish ending! I hope you like it! Its a bit longer than my normal imagines. REQUESTS ARE ALWAYS OPEN! Tell me what you think of the story! I would like to know ^-^
{Warnings- Alcohol references, language}
-Word Count~ 969-
Peter paced through the kitchen, 'Cigarette Day Dreams' filled the room. He leaned on the counter as he waited for his Ramen Noodles to finish cooking. He let out a sigh as he stared up at the dimly lit ceiling.
You and Peter recently got into a fight, it was pretty silly to be honest. You wanted to move somewhere fresh, take the relationship an extra step. But Peter disagreed. He wanted to stay in Queens, where Aunt May was.
Although, you didn't believe him. You still thought he wanted to stay to keep fighting crime, and still get hurt, and still have you waiting at midnight just praying he would come home in one piece.. Or come home at all.
Peter argued you were being dramatic. And maybe you were. After that, you were fed up. You left for the bar two hours ago, and you haven't been home since.
Peter was a little worried, but he kept trying to push those feelings away. He still thought he was right.
The microwave let out a loud beep. Peter pushed off the counter and swung open the microwave door, grabbing his noodles. He slammed it shut and headed for his bedroom, that he shared with you.
A loud ringing stopped him. He set his bowl down and went into the small living room to grab his phone.
The phone screen lit up his face in the dark room. He answered the call.
"Hello, is this Mr.Parker?" A kind lady asked.
"Uh- yeah, yeah. It is."
"I would like to congratulate you that your pregnancy test came out positive! You're going to be a father."
Peters knees felt weak, this has to be a prank call. He didnt know you took a pregnancy test? Why didn't you tell him!?
"Y/N Y/L, did not answer her phone, so we decided to call you. If you would like to pick up your-"
Peter hung up. He sat on the couch, darkness surrounded him. It made sense now. You wanted to leave, for the baby. He buried his face into his hands, and let out a loud sigh.
He picked his phone up and tried calling you multiple times. You didn't answer.
You tried calling one of your friends. She picked up.
"What do you want Peter?" Your friend Riley said, over the phone. Obviously upset with Peter.
"Do you know where y/n is?" Peter said in a husky, quiet voice.
"Yeah, im actually with her right now. Queens bar."
Peter hung up and stood. He grabbed his jacket and keys and left the apartment you and him shared.
He jogged all the way there, it must of been 20 miles.
He pushed the club doors open, the smell of alcohol hit him right in the face loud upset music filled his ears, already giving him a headache. He pushed through the crowd of people. He found Riley.
"RILEY" He yelled over the music.
She whipped around, a drink in her hand. Riley was oddly good at not getting wasted. "What do you want Parker?!" She glared.
Peter gulped, and looked around. 'W-wheres Ruby?"
Riley hesitated before answering "At the bar." She nodded her head in the direction of the bar.
Peter nodded, and walked passed her, to the bar.
His eye caught the eye of you. You were alone, on your phone. He let out a breath in relief.
He sat down next to you. You turned your head, and your eyes got big. "W-what a-are you doing hErE?" You slurred.
Peter bit the inside of his cheek. This reminded him of the time he was drunk, at one of flashes party. He remembered how gentle you were with him, and soft spoken you were.
"We need to go home, Y/N"
She shook her head. "Anywhere with you isnt home." She croaked, and turned back to her phone.
The bartender came by, with another drink. "Here you go ma'am." You were about to take a sip, Peter took the drink.
You whipped your head at him. "Y/N please, there is something I need to tell you."
you stood up. "pEtEr im DonE wiTH yOU" you slurred.
Peter grabbed your shoulder with his warm hands. "Y/N You're pregnant." He whispered into your ear, giving you are serious look.
~Time Skip~
You two got back home in a short cab ride. Peter helped you back to the apartment.
Peter helped you inside the apartment, turning the lights on. Cage The Elephant was still playing in the kitchen, and his bowl of ramen was still on the coffee table.
You leaned on the counter and Peter got you some orange juice and Advil.
You swallowed the pill with a gulp of juice. "We should get to be-"
"Im not tired." You interrupted.
Peter nodded. "Listen, im sorry about the fight earlier. I didn't know."
You shook your head. "You should've known, its my fault. I was just so scared you would leave me. I wanted to move before I told you about the baby." You croaked, taking another sip of orange juice.
"Its going to be okay, I would never leave you, y/n.. Besides I always wanted to be a father." Peter said with a small smile.
"How am I going to finish college?" You muttered.
"You're a smart girl, it'll be okay." Peter comforted.
You nodded with a shaky sigh. "It'll be okay." You repeated. Peter brought you into a warm hug. He kissed you on the forehead with a smile.
"you'll be okay."
