Peter Parker🔸One-shots

Neds Younger Sister

Relax, they are only one year older than you so it's ok to ship you two

Y/N POV

Ugh! Does Ned not know how to use toothpaste, squeeze from the bottom that idiot

I grunt and start walking to Ned's room

"Edward Leeds I swear if I have to give you this toothpaste lecture one more time I'll-" I stop my rant when I see Ned with a guy around his age with short brown hair and a matching pair of eyes

"What is it Y/N?" He sighs

I shrunk down "Sorry I didn't know you had company" I felt slightly awkward wearing only this extra-long hoodie I stole from dad

"It's cool, sorry about the toothpaste I'm a creature of habit" he chimes "Oh Peter this is my little sister y/n, and y/n this is my friend, Peter"

I wave and he gives me a shy nod, keeping his head down. He was quite cute

"Ned you are one year older, let it go" I sigh playfully

"As you may be able to tell, she has most of my dad's physical characteristics. She a lot easier to deal with than most of our other siblings" he explains

Indeed, Ned and I don't look much alike, at all. But everyone says we all have that classic Leeds smile

"Preach brother!" I say raising my hands earning a laugh from my brother

"Also my friend Chloe is coming over later," I say wiggling my eyebrows

"Chloe as in Chloe, Chloe?" Ned says shifting and I laugh

"Yeah so I would get ready, you wanna make a good impression, don't you lover boy" I laugh running down the hallway as Ned throws a pillow at my door

~2 hours later~

Chloe walked into our large living room and I could already hear Ned and his friend at the top of the staircase. I sigh and think to myself I'm an amazing sister

"I have to do something really quick so just wait here, ok," I say heading up the stairs. She nods and starts looking around the room

I go to the top of the stairs and whisper to my brother "You get five minutes, no more, no less" he grins and mouths thank you, heading down

I laugh and turn to his friend, Peter. He's very quiet so I decided to start a conversation

"Ned loves helping people with relationships but he needs to use some of his advice sometimes" I joke

Peter chuckles "That's extremely accurate"

Peter looks at me and it feels like the air has lifted "I wonder why Ned doesn't bring me around here much"

"Cause most of the time all of our siblings are here, but today most of them have sleepovers or after-school activities that go pretty late" I explain and Peter nods

I start walking down the hall "So are you some kind of crazy genius like my brother"

He laughs again, I felt like if I could make him laugh I could do anything

"I guess that's one way to put it" he smiles at me

That smile made me feel like I was walking on air- stop it Y/N you just met this guy and he is your brother's best friend! But still...

"So what are you guys-ahh!" I yell tripping over my own two dumb feet

I close my eyes waiting for impact but am met with muscles. I open my eyes and realize Peter's strong arms are wrapped around my waist. I look deep into his dark brown eyes with adoration, why am I using such weird words in my head?

He slowly brings me up so I'm standing

"Thanks that would have been a nasty fall," I say barely in a whisper. I'm staring at his lips for some reason, they look so soft and pink- STOP IT, I SWEAR Y/N!

"No problem," he says looking down at me, arms still wrapped around my waist

"It's been five minutes, but I think they can wait a little longer," I say still feeling out of breath

We both slowly start to lean in, first inches away, then centimeters. I can hear his breath hitch.

Just when I was sure that it was about to happen I heard Ned start to scurry up the stairs and I jumped away from Peter. I put my hands behind my back

Ned looks so excited and he's beaming at us "I think that went well, I got her number!" He exclaims

"I'm glad Ned," I say patting his shoulder

He and Peter start heading off to his room, but before they go I pull Peter over to me and I peck him on the cheek then runoff

Little did I know Peter was being me, red as a tomato holding a hand to his cheek