Tom Holland/ Peter Parker x Reader

Human

This is originally written by softboy-holland on tumblr

I swear as a reader this made me cry especially reading it at 1-2am

request: you don't have to do this as it's very similar to 'Home videos and i loves yous' but I was wondering if you'd be willing to write an imagine for me where the reader and peter were dating for a while now, and he died about a month ago during a mission, she is crushed. the team finds something while they're going through peters stuff and it's a video camera and there's a video of him saying "I swear I'm going to marry you one-day y/n" and then lots of angst ??

warnings: angst, death, depression, suicidal thoughts, AND UNEDITED BC I AM DUMB

You couldn't tell if the broken scream had either been yours or Peter's.

It was supposed to be a simple mission, infiltrate the secret hideout of a mutant villain and kill him. In fact, you had only been informed of the mission early that morning.

Your day had started off as normal as ever, waking up to Peter's warm body pressed up against your back. His arm protectively gripping your body, even in his sleep the kid was protective.

Peter Parker was by far the cutest thing you had ever seen in your life.

You rolled around to face him, a giggle escaping your lips at the sight of Peter's sleeping face. His mouth was slightly ajar, a bit of drool hanging from his parted lips. He looked peaceful and adorable and all you wanted to do was just snuggle deeper into his chest, letting all the problems of the world fade away so all you had to worry about was how you were going to make a cup of tea from the cavern of your shared bed.

But that wasn't the way the world worked.

Before you could even attempt at doing so, Steve burst into your room with no warning, scaring the hell out of you. Your movements jerked the boy next to you from his peaceful sleep, a groan signaling to you and Steve that he was now awake.

"Wheels up in thirty minutes, we need to go." You were utterly confused, where were you going?

"Wait, what?" You questioned, now sitting up in bed while simultaneously rubbing the sleep out of your eyes to clear your blurred vision.

"Your dad finally figured out where Ghastly Sparrow is hiding out and-" Steve was cut off by a deep morning voice.

"Mr. Stark wants us to go?" Peter questioned, now wide awake at the prospect of actually being a vital aspect of the team.

"Yeah," Steve sighed. He wasn't exactly keen on letting you two come, but Tony had instated that they needed all hands on deck even if that meant that he was to bring his daughter and her boyfriend, the two youngest members of the team, into combat. The older man had to constantly remind himself that the two of you were ready for this, that you had been training for years, he attempted to push past the weary feeling in his stomach. "Something about needing all hands on deck," Steve continued as he watched the two of you scramble to get up and get to where their suits were kept.

"Thanks, Steve!" You yelled while throwing open your closet door to reveal the practically untouched suit. A wide smile consumed your face.

You were finally about to do something and it felt amazing.

You wished that it could have stayed that way, but things never worked out in your favor. After the whole entire team had loaded into the Quinjet and Clint piloted the machine to the New York City skyscraper where the villain was hiding, did the panic starts to set in.

Something just felt, off. You couldn't explain the feeling, but you couldn't just ignore it.

"Y/N?" Your dad called out from the other side of the jet as your panicked eyes met his. "You okay, princess?"