Peter Parker Imagines

Always

WARNINGS: Mentions of alcohol

Words: 1406
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"Don't you just want to hold someone sometimes?" You ask Peter while laying in the grass in the middle of the night. "I feel you," Peter replies. "I just want that feeling of someone holding me..." You say.

It was a Sunday morning. The end of the weekend. You were in bed, all mopey and sad because your boyfriend broke up with you. You loved him deeply, but he fell out of love with you. He never thought you were his girlfriend but just a little fling. For when he's bored. He got to busy and decided to end it there.

You drank a lot lately. Even at such a young age. You would be mopey around school, depressed at home and tried to drink it all away. You knew it was bad, it just felt good to you. It took your pain away. You had a problem but didn't care.

One day, you were feeling more depressed than you already were. Which meant you were going to drink a lot.

"Hey Pete. I have a boyfriend!" You exclaim happily. "W-What?" You saw his face drop. "A b-boyfriend!" You smile. He looks down and forces a smile. "That's amazing Y/N!" His smile seemed off but you didn't say anything about it. "I know right! He's so amazing!" You gush over him. "I bet he is," He sighs sadly.

The bottle was at your mouth as you cried. You put it against your lips and drank a few gulps. You cried even more as you sat on your bed, remembering a memory with Peter here.

"Hey Y/NN!" Peter smiles while you're laying on your bed. "What Parker," You chuckle a little as Peter sits beside you. "Here's the tickle monster!" He says like a parent. You roll your eyes playfully. "Peter, I'm not 3 anymo-" You got cut off by Peter tickling you and you hysterically laughing. "P-Peter!! Stop!!" You laughed while having tears in your eyes. You eventually fell off the bed as you were still laughing. "Are you okay?!" Peter worries immediately. "Peterrrr, I'm fineee," You chuckle making him chuckle.

You look at a frame of you and Peter on your desk when you were little. Takes you back. You look at it closely and smile. Then you cry again because you felt mixed emotions.

There was a knock on your window. You looked to see who it was. You see Peter in his Spider-Man costume. You immediately open it as he crashes on the floor. He groans in pain. "Peter!" You sit next to his body. "Let me put you on the bed and help you," You said to him while helping him get up. He stands up slowly while leaning on you. As you both are standing, you walk towards your bed and gently place him on there. He hisses at his arm. "Sorry! I-I'll get the medical supplies," You said as you left the room.

You slowly put the frame down as you look at yourself in the mirror. Your eyes are red. Your cheeks are tear-stained. Your hair is messy. You were just wearing pyjama's. You sit in front of the mirror with your legs crossed.

"Look at you all dressed up!" Peter said as you looked in the mirror. "I mean... it is homecoming," You smiled. Peter stood behind you in his tux. You turn around and your noses bump against each other. Your breath hitches and so does his. He begins to slowly lean in. Lips brushing over each other. You felt something. You felt love. You felt something with Peter. As you started to lean in, May bursts through the door and her excitement is even more than the both of you. "C'mon! Let's go!" She jumps up and down. You grin at Peter and he smiles dreamily at what just occured.

It's always been Peter. Always. How could you be so stupid? You had always loved him, not anyone else. You cried as you grabbed your raincoat and put it on. You ran outside as you locked your front-door. You ran and ran and ran in the rain towards Peter's apartment. You got there eventually. Your hair dripping wet and your make-up all smudged. You rang Peter's doorbell. It was in the middle of the night. No one answered. You decided to call him. You wait in the rain for him. He picks up. His voice groggy. "Y/N? Hello?" He says tired. "P-Peter..." You whimper. "Oh my god. Y/N are you okay?" He asks, worryingly. "No. Open the door please," You sniff and he hurries over to press the button at the front door. "Thanks," You say before hanging up. Peter was just shirtless in his sweats. You go inside the building and head to the elevator.

You stepped inside once it opened and waited until you got to Peter's floor. When you did, you walked with a fast pace to his apartment door. You knocked on it a few times before it swiftly opened. He sees your eyes being red as you tried to hold back sobs. You run up to him and hug him tight. He holds you close. "I'm so sorry," You whimper as Peter closes the door with his hand. You're still hugging him. "I am so so sorry," You cry. Peter let's you go and removes your jacket as you were left in your PJ's. "It was always you. I've always loved you. Never anyone else. I'm so stupid Pete. I'm so so so sorry," You cry even louder. "Y/N..." He sighs. "Why are you apologizing?" He asks you in a soft voice. "Because I've been killing myself with drinking my pain away... I- I've been such an idiot and oblivious to me and you," You cry again and Peter hugs you again. "Please, Y/N. Don't cry, you're gonna make me cry. He says with tears in his eyes," He leads you to the couch. You sit next to him.

"I love you Y/N. I really do," He leans in closer to you. Making him go more on top off you. "Your hair is so damp and your make-up looks like shit-," Peter begins but you cut him off. "I look like shit and I am shit," You chuckle. Still with tears rolling down your cheeks. Peter shakes his head before leaning in a little more. Now he was laying on top of your body. "What I was gonna say was, you still look cute when you cry," Peter smiles at you. He places his hand on the side of your neck. You put your hands on his shoulders and rub your thumbs on the side of his neck. "I love you too Pete and should've realized it sooner," You sniffle a little. "Better late than never," He says before leaning in. The back of your head hitting the couch as he places his soft lips on top of yours.

Your hands were on the back of his neck. Your thumbs playing with his hair at his nape. Peter moves his lips faster as you both started to make-out. Peter places his hand on your waist. Your hands go to his stomach as Peter removes your shirt. He smirks down at you as you grin. "You're beautiful Y/N. Remember that," He says as he kisses you again.

You wake-up the next day in Peter's bed. You move around as you feel his arms wrap around you. You want to sit-up but Peter keeps his arms around you and his face in the back of your head in your hair. "Stay," He says as you nod. "Okay Pete," You smile. You turn around to face him. "Thanks for that... last night," You genuinely thank him. He kisses you softly. "Last night was amazing but what even more amazing would be, if you would be my girlfriend," He nuzzles his face in your neck.

"Always," You say and he smiles. "I love you Y/N,"

"I love you too,"

With that, you didn't feel as lonely anymore. You felt like Peter had fixed your heart completely. You felt happy again. You felt as if you had finally found your missing piece.

A/N:

Cliché af.  But before you're wondering. Yeah they had tHE SEXXXXCCSKKSSJKSJDJKD. Okay im done.