Peter Parker/Tom Holland Imagines {REQUESTS CLOSED}

Trick or Treat - PP

And prepare for the onslaught of Halloween imagines😂

The doorbell rang for the first time that night, and you eagerly scurried over to the apartment door, opening it to the smiling faces of three little kids.

"Trick or treat!" They sang inharmoniously, and you got the bowl of candy from the table.

"Awww, now what are you guys for Halloween, huh?" You asked, surveying the kids. "Let's see... I'm gonna say you are a fairy," you pointed to the little girl, who nodded her head eagerly. "You are a cowboy," you said to the boy in the middle who, despite being the tallest, couldn't have been more than eight. "And yoooou must be a Doctor! Did I guess right?" You asked, and the little boy at the end smiled.

"Hmm, well for having such good costumes, you can all take two pieces of candy." You held the bowl out towards them, and they dug their tiny fingers into it, grasping for sweets.

"Thank you!" They gasped, smiling up at you with their big doe eyes.

"Happy Halloween!" You grinned, and they returned it.

Still smiling at yourself, you closed the door, returning to your Friend's episode.

About a half an hour and a dozen kids later, a loud thud on the fire escape announced your husband's arrival home.

He hopped in, tore off his mask, and beamed at you. "Hey babe."

"Hey, back so early?" You questioned, accepting the kiss that he gave you.

"It's Halloween, how could I not?" He chuckled, sitting down next to you. Right as he leaned in for a deeper kiss, the doorbell rang, and you sprung off the seat.

Peter chuckled, running a hand through his hair, but rushing to the kitchen all the same, as he hadn't had any time to change.

"Trick or treat!" This time, it was two little boys, one dressed as Iron Man, and the other like Spider-Man.

"Ohhh, I love your costumes! These are just great! Who's your favourite superhero?" You asked, crouching down a bit to reach their eye level.

"Spider-Man!" They both shouted, and you broke out into a smile.

"You know what? He's my favourite too. My husband dressed up as Spider-Man this year too. Wanna see?"

They both nodded, and you turned around. "Peter? C'mon!"

He slowly walked out from the kitchen, cracking a nervous smile.

"Hi," He said, wrapping an arm around you.

"Wow! You look just like Spider-Man! That's such a cool costume!" They gushed, and Peter instantly lightened up.

"Yeah? Well yours is pretty awesome too. And that my friend is a great Iron Man costume," he said, and both the boys grinned.

"Really? Thank you!"

"Do you guys want some candy?"

"Yes please!"

Peter extended the bowl to them, and they took their pieces of candy.

"Thank you so much!"

"Come back any time, he smiled, and shut the door behind them.

"What?" He asked you.

You were staring at him, lips upturned into a tiny smile, and shrugged. "Nothing. You're just good with kids."

"Yeah?" He pokes you in the stomach, pushing you towards the couch. "Is that right?"

"If you tickle me-" you warned, pointing at him.

"Hmm? Then what'll happen?" He teased, running his fingers up and down your sides.

"Peter stop it! Stop it now!" You wiggled around in his grasp, kicking him as hard as you could, knowing he probably didn't feel a thing.

"Fine," he sighed eventually, looking at you with his chocolate eyes, leaning on his elbows to keep from flattening you.

"Thank you," you whispered, playing with a lock of his hair.

"You really think I'm good with kids?"

"Oh you're the best," you nodded sincerely, pecking his nose.

"Well I've been thinking about that actually," he said, hopping off you and walking into the bedroom.

"About what?" You asked, following him.

"Having kids. Do you... do you ever see kids in our future?" He questioned, changing out of his suit, not quite meeting your eyes.

"As a matter of fact..." you smiled from the doorway, placing a hand to your stomach.