Peter Parker Imagines

Comfort

WARNINGS: this is the 69th chapter hehehe, THIS RLLY SUCKS

Words: 1336
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You were walking down the streets of New York. It was close to midnight and strange people were walking around. You had a late shift at your job today, and were tired. Your feet hit the pavement swiftly as your eyes has dark circles underneath them.

Your earbuds were in your ears and your hair was flowing softly in the wind. You tried not to bump into anybody, while taking in your surroundings, mixed with the music filling your ears. You liked the vibe. When you got home, you didn't hear anyone walking around the apartment so you assumed your parents were sleeping.

You entered your room and plopped down onto the mattress with a sigh of relief. You had had so much stress lately due to school. You wish it was summer vacation, but nOPE, it's only November. You started getting more stressed recently. Even more than last year. You forgot to do all of the homework for tomorrow because of your work. It was 12:00 AM and you were so tired but you had too do your homework since you have to pass this year.

Your books were scattered over your bedroom floor as you pulled your hair in frustration. It was all too much for you. The papers, the books etc. You tried to calm yourself down by breathing in and out slowly but it didn't work. Stress and frustration tears started forming in your eyes. You held yourself in, not wanting a mental breakdown at the moment. You decide to open up your phone and call your best friend, Peter.

Peter and you met at the beginning of the semester when you were seated next to each other. At first, you both didn't say anything to each other. Peter is very shy and awkward and wasn't confident enough to talk to you at first, but when a project was due with your seated partner, you both got to know each other and it clicked instantly.

Of course, since this is fan fiction, you had a crush on Peter. I mean, you could not not have a crush on him. He's so nerdy and dorky, that it makes him the cutest, most innocent bean in the world and your heart just melts like s'mores at the sight of him.

You called him up and took a deep breath, silently praying he was gonna pick up. Luckily, he did. When he did pick up, you heard his mouth being full with food and some cars passing by on the street. "Hey Y/N," He said with a full mouth. You smiled a little at how careless he was around you about his behavior. You couldn't really laugh though. You sighed through the phone. "Please come over," You said softly. Your voice a bit broken from all the tears you were holding back. Peters expression immediately softened at the stressed and frustrated but soft voice of yours.

He replied with a "Yeah, be right there," and hung up. He swung over to your place and changed in an alley. You didn't know he was the friendly neighborhood Spider-Man and he didn't want you to know. Well, he did but that would put you in more danger than you already are without even knowing it.

Peter changed into a nerdy, science shirt and jeans and headed off to your apartment. He pressed on the button to call your apartment room and you only opened the door for him. You didn't say anything. He entered your building and headed for the elevator. He pressed your floor number and waited impatiently for the elevator to arrive. He tapped his foot against the floor and looked at himself in the mirror. It was 10 PM, but he was still tired due to the lack of sleep he's been having.

The elevator dings and the door opens. Peter rushes to your apartment door and knocks on it. He waits for you to open it. After a few minutes, you open your door and look up at him. Peter has a concerning look on his face. You purse your lips together and started to cry your eyes out. Peter pulls you into him as you cry in his shirt. His shirt was getting damp from the salty tears flowing down your cheeks. You put your hands on his chest as he wrapped his arms around your torso.

It saddened him to see you cry, even if it is something small. You moved your arms from his chest, to around his neck and buried your face in the crook of his neck. You were sobbing silently as your headache wouldn't go away. Peter held you as if he'd never see you again. After a while you pulled away and looked up at your best friend with a blurry vision. Peters face got into a more sad look than before once he sees your bloodshot eyes and tear stained cheeks.

"I- I'm sorry- I just-," You let out a shaky breath. "It's too much, I can't do this anymore. I really can't do it anymore. I have so much to do for tomorrow and I can't fail anything if I want to succeed and-" Tears started to brim in your eyes again and Peter held your face as he wiped all your tears away. "Shh, you're gonna be okay. I'll help you," Peter smiled softly, making you smile back. You admire his cuteness. "Are you sure?" You asked him. Peter nodded. "Of course,"

You smiled up at him. "Now there's that face I wanna see," Peter chuckled. You smiled back at him. Then there was a moment of silence that fell between the both of you. A comfortable one, but still left some tension. Your glossy E/C eyes looked right into Peters brown and soft ones. Peters eyes were flicking between all your features. From your hair, to your eyes, to your dimples, cheeks and your lips. His eyes lingered there for a second, before he started to lean into you. He was hesitating at first, but did it anyway. He softly placed his lips onto yours. You were a little taken back at first, but you immediately kissed him back.

You liked it. A lot. You liked him a lot. He was so caring during the kiss, like you were about to break if he did the wrong move. Your hands held the back of his neck as his hands were placed on the sides of your shoulders. He smoothly moved his thumb in circles to calm you down more.

Eventually, you pulled away and were a blushing mess afterwards. Peter started to get to his awkward and shy side again. "D-Did not expect that," He forced a laugh out. You just nodded at him. "I just, like you a lot," Peter admitted, his face turning a light shade of pink. Yours turning beet red. "I like you too," You bit your lip to keep yourself from forming a smile. Another silence fell upon you two, an uncomfortable one and a lot of tension was building up. Peter broke the silence. "Soooo, date? Maybe? Like, Friday?" He suggested. You chuckle as you hug him and nod yes. "Sure Peter,"

"R-Really?" Peter got wide eyes and you laughed. Peter cleared his throat and blinked a few times. "Sooo, uhm? Still stressed out?" He smiled sweetly and so warmly at you. You just melted at him. "Yeahh, a little less. Thanks Peter," You say, genuinely happy that he came over. Peter pulled you into a cuddly hug and stroked his hand up and down your baCK. (not smt else dirty folks 😩)

From that day on, you and Peter were always there for each other. Even if it was something small, you'll always have each other. As friends, lovers or even enemies, you knew he'd always be there and he knew you'd never leave him like others did.