Always | Peter Parker x Reader

Chapter 40: Quickie

"May, I'm home!" Peter called into his apartment. He took my hand, kissed my cheek, and lead me inside. "May?"

I took a good look around the place, and it was very quiet. I took off my shoes, and set my bag down by the door.

"You wanna just chill for a bit til she gets home from work?"

"Sure," I smiled.

Peter dropped his bag down, and gave me a big bear hug.

"You know, usually I'm not a hugger, but yours are great," I sighed happily.

He chuckled, then grabbed my waist, and threw me over his shoulder.

"Peter, what the fuck?" I groaned.

He laughed at me, carried me over to the couch, and sat down.

He was almost on his back, and he dropped me down so I was pushed against the back of the couch, and he was on the other side. I wrapped my arm around his chest, and looked up at his face.

"Hey," I smiled.

"Hi. What's up?"

I rolled my eyes, and laid my head in the crook of his neck.

"You're really comfortable," I mumbled, rubbing my nose against his skin.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah," I lifted my head and grinned at him.

Peter leaned forwards, and pressed his almost non-existent lips against mine. For a guy who doesn't really have any, he's one hell of a kisser. He put his finger under my chin, and lifted my head more upwards.

I moved so that I was more on top of him, so I had better access.

He smiled, bringing one of his hands to rest on my back.

Peter broke the kiss first, pulling away a bit to look at me.

"What?" I laughed as he played with my hair adoringly.

"Nothing, you're just, really beautiful," He whispered, barely loud enough for me to hear.

"Peter," I blushed, breaking eye contact.

"I'm not going to stop saying it. I really like you, Y/N, and I don't think I'll be able to stop."

"Me, me too. I really like you, Parker."

"Good," He smirked, and kissed my forehead.

I put my head back on his firm chest, and sighed.

I could get used to this.

"You wanna watch a movie?"

"Uh, yeah, which one?"

"Let's see what's on," He said, as he shot a web out to the coffee table, pulling the remote to his hand.

"Oh my god," I chuckled. "Whaaaat a loser."

"Hey, that is not very nice."

"Well, you're a dork. Oh, and what are these?"

I climbed over to his feet, pointing at his socks.

Which were blue, with red spiders on them. Spider-Man socks.

"What's wrong with those? Aunt May got them for me for my birthday."

"Does she know, then?"

"Yeah she walked in on me in my suit last year. She's surprisingly ok with it," He explained, flipping through the channels.

"Haha. Well, at least you don't have to hide it anymore."

"True. Hey. Why did you change your hair?"

"Oh, uh, I don't know. I just figured it would look cool, I guess. Why, does it look bad?"

"No, no of course not," He laughed, as he picked up a piece of my hair and started twisting it around his finger. "It looks great."

"Thanks," I mumbled.

I closed my eyes, and just laid there happily.

I jumped, when Peter's phone started ringing.

"Uh, sorry. Could you, could you grab that? In my pocket."

"Yeah, sure," I said, as I reached under my stomach into the front pocket of his jeans. "Um, here."

"Thanks, Quickie."

"Really? Quickie?" I laughed.

"Yup. Hello?" He chuckled, answering the phone call.

"Alright, Spidey," I rolled my eyes.

"Ok, ok, we will. Love you," Peter said, and hung up. "That was May, she said she won't be able to get home until late. So, we can stay here, or we could go out, or you can go home if you want."

"I don't want to go," I mumbled into his shirt, placing my arm back around his waist. (A/N: I'm sorry lol)

"Ok," He laughed. "Wanna go on a walk then? We've watched plenty of movies together."

"That sounds good."

"Ok. Get off me then."

"I really, really, really don't want to, but fine. Just know that I will be using you as a pillow again sometime soon."

"Ok. I'm good with that."

I jumped off the couch, ran to the door, using my super speed, and got my jacket and shoes on.

"Jesus, Y/N," Peter laughed, putting a hand on his chest.

"What? Come on dude, are you just going to stand there? Hurry up," I smirked.

"D-dude?" He joked.

"Yep. You've been friend zoned. Sorry," I shrugged. "Now let's go!"

"Rude," He said. As he came up and kissed me on the cheek. He walked by, and through the door. "Are you coming or not? Jeez, Y/N, you're so slow."

"Piss off."

"Make me."

We made our way over to the elevator, and waited for it to open.

Quickly, I ran down the stairs, to meet him before the doors open.

I texted my dad, saying that I would be late. He responded saying it was ok, just as the elevator doors opened.

"Oh come on," Peter groaned.

"Sorry. Kinda."

He opened the lobby doors for me, as we walked into the fresh fall air.

"Here, hold this," He said.

I rolled my eyes, and held my hand up.

Peter then slipped his hand into mine, interwinding our fingers.

"Really? You just did that?"

"Yeah," He smirked. "You got a problem, babe?"

"No, not at all," I smiled, and leant my head on his shoulder.

"Nice. How did I get so lucky?"

"You? How did I get so lucky?"

(A/N): So sorry I haven't updated lately, school's been rough. But now, it's summer! So, since I have no life, I'll be posting a lot, and I might start putting chapters up on my new books I'm working on as well. And, we hit 40 chapters! whoop whoop!

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