TOM HOLLAND | PETER PARKER IMAGINES

Peter Parker|Spider-Man Song

A/N: I'm sorry for not updating lately school has been insane with finals and exams. This is to celebrate the ending of the school year. Stay strong dudes!

Prompt: (Y/n) is singing and dancing to the Spider-Man song and Peter catches her. Years later they sing it to their son.

Warnings: embarrassment & cuteness

Word count: 1999

Song: Spiderman Junkie XL Remix — Michael Buble

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Spider-Man tapped lightly the Queens' window of (Y/n)'s bedroom, trying to call her attention to enter her apartment. Not seeing his girlfriend approach the noise, Spider-Man carefully pushed the window open, peaking into the apartment that seemed to contain loud and vibrant music.

Dropping down onto the ground quietly, Spider-Man walked swiftly into the familiar living room, quickly stepping back in embarrassment at the situation unfolding in front of him.

(Y/n) was dancing enthusiastically like no one was watching, wearing her filthy home clothes, and a damp towel wrapped around her hair after taking a refreshing shower.

Her catchy music surrounded the apartment, making it unable to hear anything but the jazz-themed song. (Y/n) shook her body rapidly to the beat, leaving drops of water everywhere as she slid around the floor.

"Spider-Man, Spider-Man, does whatever a spider can! Spins a web any size, catches thieves just like flies. Look out, here comes the Spider-Man!" (Y/n) sang softly at the beginning of the song, humming in between the lyrics and shaking her hips as she moved frantically across the room.

Spider-Man's smile grew widely under his mask, trying to suppress his laughter by covering his mouth. Spider-Man was familiar with the song created about him, but had never heard (Y/n) sing it. Well, he rarely heard ever (Y/n) sing, even when he requested it, since she was embarrassed about her voice.

"Is he strong? Listen bud, he's got radioactive blood," (Y/n) sang louder and more confidently, shaking her towel-wrapped head to the beat and she grinned proudly, attempting to twirl gracefully, but failing miserably.

Grabbing a broom, she started to sweep her kitchen floor clumsily, continuing to creating tiny puddles of water wherever her feet touched the floor erratically.

"Can he swing from a thread? Take a look overhead—" (Y/n) motioned dramatically towards the apartment's ceiling, shutting her eyes tightly as she reached within her soul to sing her favorite part.

"Hey, there! There goes the Spider-Man!"
(Y/n) bobbed her head wildly to the beat, still closing her eyes to be in the heat of the moment, continuing to twirl stupidly around her home.

Pretending she was onstage in a musical, she twirled the broom confidently, failing once again as it dropped on the ground with a thud. She shrugged as she continued to dance, turning her attention to the rest of the song playing from her speaker.

"In the chill of the night, at the scene of a
crime—" (Y/n) sneaked around the kitchen island, pretending to be sly as she pranced around; her towel-wrapped head still visible as it stuck out from behind. Spider-Man tried his best not to laugh loudly as he watched her playful actions, putting his red hand over his widely-grinning mouth.

"Like a streak of light, he arrives just in time!" (Y/n) sang proudly as she skipped around, making her superhero boyfriend grin brightly at her enthusiasm about his heroics.

"That's the future mother of my children," Spider-Man whispered to himself, gazing warmly at (Y/n) with young love as she continued to dance around the floor childishly.