Y/N POV
We finally reached the end of Gwen's party and Peter was drunk as a doorknob. He was draped over me and laughing randomly. Lucky us, Gwen's house was a block away from our apartment building
Currently, Pete was singing loudly Sweet Caroline and he kept twirling me around
I knew May and my grandma was out on some yoga retreat so we didn't need to worry about that. I searched Peter's pockets for his keys to find, a Spiderman key. Really Peter? What a dork
I unlock the door Peter stumbling behind me. We get to his room and suddenly two arms drape around me and I fall onto the bed with Peter on top of me
"Pete, multiple drinks spilled on you. You reek of alcohol" I laugh
"But you're so cozy," he says into my shirt
"Ok, can I just do one thing first," I ask. He groans but I get out anyway
I go to his closet and get out his pajama pants and a shirt. I throw them at his face, and he says he's changed a bit when I turn around he still doesn't have his shirt on
"Peter!" I laugh
"I'm not putting that on it's too hot in here!" He whines
I giggle "I can turn down the AC or-WOAH Peter!" I'm slammed back on the bed
After a couple of minutes of him shifting I laid my head on his chest and could hear his heart Beating softly
Peter was humming Sweet Caroline and was getting slower by the second
"Goodnight Princess" he mumbled and closed his eyes, breathing heavy
I chuckled
"Aw, tomorrow morning is gonna suck for you Petey" I whispered "Goodnight Spiderman"
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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.
