This part will be Peter's POV, sorry if I get some of the words wrong, haven't watched in a while
I walked to the Delmar sandwich shop and saw Mr. Delmar behind the counter
"Hey, Peter! The usual number five?" He says already has the cook made the sandwich. I nod walk over and pet the cat on the counter. I ran back over and nodded
I added, "Also with pickles, and can you squish it down real flat, thanks!"
"So Peter, how's your aunt?" Mr. Delmar asks smiling
"She's doing good," I say squinting a little bit
Mr. Delmar turned around and said to his coworker in Spanish "His aunt is this beautiful Italian woman," he said with a chuckle and began to take off his apron. What he doesn't know is I understand Spanish so I know exactly what he says
"How's your daughter? " I retort and cross my arms, I hadn't noticed that Y/N had walked into the room just as I said it
"I'm pretty good Peter, why'd you wanna know?" She says smirking stepping behind the counter, taking the apron from her dad and tying it around her waist. She leans up against the counter and smiles at me. There is no doubt that I'm as red as a tomato, I can't believe she heard me. Mr. Delmar was having a good laugh as he patted his daughter's shoulder and went on a break
"Oh Y/N! I'm sorry it's just-" I scramble to find a way to cover my ass. She puts a finger to my lips and shushes me
"It's fine Peter, I'm flattered. Will this be all today?" She asks I give her a nod and she sticks her hand out. I realize she's asking for money and I hand her a five. I can't help but stare at her, noticing her cheeks flush pink.
She puts the money in the register and turns around to grab my sandwich. She writes something down, wraps my sandwich, and hands it to me. I thank her and walk to the door
"See you at school tomorrow Peter!" She says and walks over to do something else
"See ya Y/N," I say and walk down to my apartmentI take a set on a step and begin to unwrap my sandwich. I look at the wrapping and notice it has writing on it that had a phone number and a message saying 'Call me sometime Parker, maybe I can teach you something more interesting than Spanish ❤️'
I pump a fist in the air and a smile is stuck to my face for the rest of the day
Y/NPOV
I bite my lip and start restocking on chips when I heard my dad's employee laugh, he was about my age and was also from a half-Hispanic family only on his mom's side
"What is it, Matteo?" I say as I put corn chips on a rack
"You like him" he teases
"No, I don't!"
"Then what did you write on that paper?"
I grabbed an orange off the shelf and threw it at him
"Man you don't like him, you're in love with him!"
"Shut it, Matty!" I say "Not a word to my PaPa"
Matteo moves like he's closing his lips with a zipper. I groan and go on with my day, hoping I'll be getting a text from a certain nerd soon
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Peter Parker🔸One-shots
RomanceA little Peter Parker. A little Tom Holland. A whole lot of love for these boys. I do not own the characters or anything else trademarked by a larger company. I also did not draw the picture depicted on the cover.