Peter Parker (Tom Holland) imagines

dont go (part 3)

howDY yall sorry ive been bad at updating summer assignments have been kicking my ass so ps this series is probs gonna end soon cause writers block yay

My heart shattered as I watched Thanos kill everyone that meant something to me.

As he started walking towards me, I just my eyes, ready for what was to come. Peter jumped out in front of me and was thrown across the planet.

"No!" I screamed, running over to him.

"Peter," I cried, and he looked up at me and laughed.

"It's okay, Y/N," he smiled, holding my face.

"Im not hurt,"

"No, Peter. You don't get to do this," I cried.

"Y/N," he whispered, shaking his head.

"No,"

"NO!" I screamed, eyes opening and shooting up from my position. Peter's hand rested on my shoulder and I turned to look at him, his eyes softening when he saw me. Tears streamed down my face and Peter pulled me into his chest. He whispered sweet nothings into my ear, trying to calm me down. 20 minutes later, my tears had finally slowed.

"Everything's going to be okay, Y/N," he whispered, kissing the top of my head.

"P-p-promise?"

He pushed a piece of hair behind my ear, kissing my temple softly.

"I promise,"

I looked up and he smiled, pressing his lips softly to mine.

I giggled against his lips, wrapping my arms around his neck to deepen the kiss. As things got a little more heated, Peter pulled me into his lap so I was straddling him. The blanket still draped over our waists, he pulled me closer to him, if possible.

His hands travelled my body as he toyed with the button that would turn my suit back into a tiny bracelet, leaving me in nothing but a bra and underwear.

"Peter, we're in space," I whispered, pushing his hand away.

"So?" He whispered into my ear, kissing right below my ear, moving down my neck.

"My father is sleeping 50 feet away from, not now, Peter,"

He threw his head back and groaned.

"Please?"

I rolled my eyes.

"Peter," I said, getting up.

He grabbed my wrist and the next thing I know I'm being pressed against a spaceship, trapped in between Peter's arms and body.

"Oh come on, Y/N,"

"Peter, we're surrounded by adults, I,"

"Well you're just going to have to keep quiet then aren't you?" He whispered in my ear.

I gasped, looking at him. I wasn't going to lie. His comment kinda turned me on.

He smirked a bit, biting his lip.

"Fuck you, Peter Parker," I mumbled.

"Isn't that your job?"

I looked him in the eye before wrapping my arms around his neck and smashing my lips against his, before traveling down his back and pulling him closer to me by the small of his back.

His hands rested on my ass, and I let out a soft moan when he squeezed it.

"PETER PARKER!" I heard someone yell and I pulled away, a furious Tony Stark looking at the two of us.

"GET OFF OF MY DAUGHTER!"

"Dad, wait," I said, getting up as he walked towards us.

"No, Y/N! He shouldn't be touching you. He shouldn't be touching my daughter,"

"Dad, stop being so dramatic!"

"No! You're my little girl! He shouldn't be touching you!"

Peter was only inches behind me and my dad was fuming.

"I CANNOT BELIEVE YOU WOULD DO tHIS,"

"DAD!" I yelled, looking at him.

"God, can't you just be happy for me for once? I've finally found happiness!"

"With Underoos? My INTERN! Unbelievable, Y/N!"

"GOD, DAD YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND DON'T YOU? I LOVE PETER, OKAY?"

He shook his head.

"No,"

"Dad,"

"Why her, Peter? Why my daughter?"

"I-I, I love her, sir," he said, stepping forward.

"I love everything about her, s-she's p-perfect,"

Peter's hand brushed against mine and he grabbed it, squeezing softly.

"I've never been this happy, sir. She's my entire world, the only thing I care about. I-I can't even describe how much I love her,"

My dad's facial expression softened, and I knew he saw his relationship with Pepper in us.

"Fine," he groaned.

"Just no funny business when I'm around or can be in a place where I can see you, please,"

I smiled and nodded, squeezing Peter's hand.

"And that goes for having sex in the pool, too,"

My face turned red and a buried in Peter's chest and he laughed awkwardly.

"And if you hurt her, Underoos," he said, looking at Peter dead in the eye

"You will lose the suit and I will beat you to a bloody pulp,"

Peter gulped and nodded.

I laughed and he rolled his eyes, looking at me.

"What?"

"Nothing,"

*a few hours later*

I was talking with everyone when I felt a pair of arms wrap around my waist, their head resting on my shoulder.

They were talking about a plan and I felt Peter's grasp on my waist get tighter.

"Peter? What's wrong?"

Peter's arms stayed attached to my waist as he looked up.

"Peter,"

"He's here,"

"Who's here?"

"Thanos,"