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Peter Parker x Reader | Prom

Word Count: 1284 (Im trying to shorten them I'm sorry!)

Warnings: FLUFFFF, small mention of kids smoking and drinking 

Backstory: Prom was rolling around the corner and the plan was to go with your best friends Peter and Ned, but when you're unexpectedly asked out by a classmate, you can't help but feel bad for ditching your friends. It didn't help that your crush for Peter was growing and you not being with him was going to make sure you never were going to be with him, or so you thought. ;)

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The headlights of the 80s Alpine GTA flickered against your bedroom window. You quickly fixed your hair in your mirror before peeping out of your bedroom. Your mother had already made it to the door where she was making small talk with your date. Both their eyes averted to you when you entered the hallway.

"Aw sweetie, you look beautiful." You mother said as you did a little spin. You flushed a little red matching the colour of your cocktail dress. Your date, Liam, held a red corsage in his hands which he handed to you once you reached him. You and Liam were lab buddies, but there wasn't really a romantic spark between you two. He had only asked you after he got rejected by his now ex-girlfriend. Sure you two were friends, but you would've preferred if you had went with Peter and Ned. You three were best friends, though you had slowly developed feelings for Peter that you had tried to push aside for ages.

Your arm hooked with Liam's and you both went on a spin in his uncle's car. He complimented your appearance and you appreciated his. Deep down, you knew that he didn't want you to be his date for prom, he just wanted to make his ex jealous. It wasn't awkward between you; there was a mutual respect for each other. He pulled up, opened the door for you and marched inside the building with your hand in his. Music was blasting and colourful lights were shining. You looked over and saw Ned and Peter hanging around the punch, laughing and eyeing the environment. You excused yourself from Liam to go say hi to your friends and he went to try to talk to his ex.

"Hey boys, how are you?" You asked pulling each of them into a tight hug, noting the strong cologne on Peter's tux.

"Y'know, I'm a little peckish to be honest. The cakes here a pretty rich though, not my forte." Ned said rubbing his neck.

"I'm good, how are you?" Peter chuckled after hearing Ned's response.

"I'm great. No dates this time?" You teased them and Peter sighed sheepishly.

"Yeah, last time things got a little out of hand and they ended up hating me." He looked down at the floor and studied your heels.

"Yeah, and I don't really have a chance with any of the girls here." Ned laughed.

"I'm sorry guys, I should've just come here with you. I don't even like Liam all that much. He wears too much Lynx; kinda makes him smell like a douchebag." You all laughed at the honest remark.

"Well, you might have to chill with us for the rest of the night..." Peter trailed off, eyeing for you to look across the room. Liam was passionately making out with his ex, good for him.

You all danced together to your favourite songs that the DJ played, ate gross cakes and laughed your heads off at your mellow conversations. When the slow dance came around, you switched between Ned and Peter. It wasn't weird for you to be close together, but being in Peter's arms this time felt so different. Your legs felt weak, your stomach had knots in them, you almost felt sick. You tried your best to not step on his toes, which you narrowly avoided. He maintained eye contact with you the whole time, you got lost staring into his chocolate orbs. When you finished, you needed to sit down for a while.