Peter Parker Imagines

Say you love me

WARNINGS: cursing, mentions of intercourse

Words: 768
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"FUCK OFF PETER!" You yell at him as you push him. "I can do whatever the fuck I want!! That we live together doesn't mean you can tell me to do!!" He yells back at you frustrated. "So fucking other girls in our bed is fine?!" You say as there are tears brimming in your eyes. Peter looks at you guilty. "We're not together anymore! So why do you care so much?!" Peter looks angry and sad at the same time.

"Because I don't want to sleep in a bed where you and a prostitute have fucked?!" You reason with him. Peter rolls his eyes. "They're not prostitutes!! I don't fucking pay them!!" He raises his voice. "Oh sorry!! A fucking slut then!" You yell louder.

This happened all the time. You and Peter fighting. You both were once the 'perfect' couple and wanted to spend your lives together when you guys were older. Now you're both in College and lived together, until you both broke up and hell broke loose. You guys just changed as a person and drifted apart. Now you both were stuck on living together because you both agreed to pay the rent. You even signed the contract and now you're stuck with him for months.

Now that you both were constantly fighting, neighbors complained all the time. You didn't care. They could leave whenever they wanted to. Not you. Because you signed a stupid contract. The fights always ended in you two fucking each other anyway, because you still loved him and couldn't get the courage to say no to him.

"How about you just leave?!" Peter said pointing to the door angry. "I will! You fucking asshole!" You yell and start to pack your bags. "Finally! You can be gone! Fucking bitch!" He yells back as you grab all your stuff. You pack some survival items. "Where are you even going to stay?!" He laughs and starts pretending to pity you. "I'm going to Ned's," You mumble and close your bag to only move swiftly towards the door. "See you never Parker," You say before opening the door, but Peter shuts it again and pushes you against the wall.

He kisses you deeply. "Say you fucking love me," He says against your lips. "I despise you, twat," You growl at him. He groans. "I know you love me Y/N. Don't deny it," He starts kissing you again. You kiss back but then remember, that this happens all the time and it'll mean nothing to him. "I'd be lying, you dickhead," You snap at him. He smirks. "Why are you still here then? Huh?!" He leans in again but you slap him and walk away. "So you don't love me?" He says softly. "..." "Guess you weren't lying..."

He looks down. "I- I understand..." He says before heading to his room. His eyes are starting to get glossy. You mentally slap yourself for doing this. You let your bag fall down and you run up to Peter. You turn him around and kiss him. He kisses back. "Of course I love you, you idiot," You say to him and go back to kissing him. He wraps his arms around your waist. You pull away. "Can we just cuddle tonight?" You sigh and hug him. "Yeah, okay..." He nods. You start to sniff a little and letting some tears fall.

Peter starts crying too. You sob in his shoulder. "I hate when we fight like this Peter," You say in between sobs. "I know. Me too," He replies softly and pulls away. You walk towards your bedroom with him and change into your pajamas. You both brush your teeth and you comb your hair before getting into bed with Peter.

You snuggle underneath the sheets with him as he wraps an arm around your waist. He spoons you and nuzzles his face in your hair. You hold Peters arms. "Why can't we get back together Y/N?" He asks. You sigh. "We were the 'perfect' couple... What happened?" Peter asks hurt. "We changed Peter. I fell in love with a nerdy science geek and you fell in love with a bubbly and happy girl. You're now sleeping with other girls and I shut myself off from everyone," You let out a shaky breath. "You're a fuckboy now and I'm more sad than ever," You chuckle at how lame you sound. "I can go back to who I was Y/N. I can," He pleads but you shake your head.

"But I can't,"

A/N:

i should eat