Tom Holland Imagines

Questions (Peter P.)

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Y/N's pov

I was laying on my boyfriend Peter's bed waiting for him to finish fixing up his web-shooters so we can have our normal Star Wars marathon. "Peter?" I asked him playing with his mask. "Yes, Y/N?" He asked looking for more tools. "Why do you need web-shooters if a spider bit you. You'd think it's part of you." "Y/N, the spider gave me my leaping and fighting abilities, not webs. I thought it was only necessary to add webs since it's a spider." He chuckled. "Oh."

I still kept thinking of other questions. "Peter?" "Yes Y/N?" "Do you ever sweat? I swear, you rarely see superheroes sweat and you never smell bad and it's scary." "What?" Peter said looking back at me with a confused expression on his face, "I don't know? What kind of question is that?" "I don't know, I'm bored." "I can see." He laughed.

"Peter?" I asked while looking at my phone. "Hm?" He hummed. "Why does a round pizza come in a square box?" "Um, I don't know?" He answered confusedly whilst working.

"Peter?" I asked while watching videos on his computer. "Now what?" He responded slightly annoyed. "Why does bacon cook but cookies bake?" "What? Why are you asking so many questions?" "I don't know."

"Peterrrrr." I said dragging the r. "Do you ever shut up?!" He said loudly, throwing his head back in annoyance. I looked at him silently. He wondered why I didn't say anything and made eye contact with me, to which I just looked at the ground, frowning. I heard him pulling his chair back and then his footsteps coming over to me.

"Hey, I didn't mean it. I'm really sorry. It was just funny hearing those funny questions coming out of you. It's just that I've been stressed lately and I didn't want to take it out on you. Now, I'm pretty much finished with the web-shooters, I just have to put them on, so why don't you get the movies started, okay?" He said sitting in front of me and lifting my chin. I looked at him with a smile and nodded.

He walked to his desk and slid the web-shooters on and I walked to the tv in the living room to turn it on. Peter walked into the living room once the tv was about to select Star Wars. We sat down on the couch and he put his arm around my shoulders while I put my head against his chest. He kissed my forehead after saying "I love you."