la collection 2

3. Engaged

Engaged

Summary: May asks you to be her daughter-in-law.

Warnings: Fluff

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Peter and you have been dating for 2 years. You are deeply in love with Peter and he feels the same about you. Today is your anniversary and Peter has planned a date at a restaurant. You slip on a dress that hugs your curves in all the right places. You finish doing your hair and makeup, nothing too dramatic.

"Peter, you ready?" you call out in the flat hoping he would hear where ever he is. You reach over to your bedside table and pick up the bracelet that Peter gave to you for your 1 year anniversary. It has 12 roses side by side with diamonds embedded into them. He must have saved up for so long. He's the sweetest.

You look in the mirror doing some touch ups when you feel familiar hands snake themselves around your waist. Peter's face appears in your sight of the mirror, he rests his head on your shoulder.

"You look beautiful, baby." He rasps in your ear. Who knew the dorkiest kid in school would end up the hottest after high school? Goosebumps rise on your skin from the nickname he gave you. Peter pulls you closer to him, his front pressed against your back. His lips kiss your neck. Travelling up towards under your ear. You close your eyes, enveloping yourself in the feeling of him.

You open your eyes and see the clock on your bedside table seeing that if you don't leave now you guys will be late. You turn around in Peters' arms, resting your hands on his chest. You lean your head up to lock your eyes with his.

"We need to leave now or we'll be late." You say, breaking away from him slowly but Peter keeping you close to him. He presses a kiss to your forehead before he releases you from his warm grasp.

"Alright, let's go." He says smiling. He takes your hand and leads you to the front door. Before he opens it, he stops. You look up at him in confusion.

"I invited May to come with us. I haven't had time to take her out so I thought today would be good?" He questions nervously, worried you'll decide against it. You smile up at him. You love May with all your heart. She's been a motherly figure to you ever since High School.

"Of course, that's perfect," You say smiling. You lean in to give him a quick peck on the lips before leaving for the restaurant.

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Once you two walked through the glass doors you're guided to a table. You spot May sitting with a glass of wine in her hand and 2 chairs across her. She spots us and places her glass down and stands up with her arms open to greet us. I walk into her embrace, warmth and love radiating from her, making you smile. You break apart and move out of the way to let Peter greet his aunt. May kisses his cheek and gives him a warm hug. You all sit down and order your drinks and food to the waiter that came shortly after you sat down.

"So, how have you two been? I haven't seen you guys ever since Peter moved out." May asks. Her wine glass in her hand and taking a sip from it. You put your hand on Peter's thigh, his fingers finding the spaces between yours and entwining them. This puts a wide smile on your face.

"Everything has been going really well. Peter makes me really happy and I hope I make him happy too." You reply with a beaming smile on your face. You look at Peter and see that he has one on his face too. You look into his kind eyes and see love and adoration.

May and you are having a conversation when suddenly Peter gets up. You look up and ask.

"Where you going, babe?"

"Just going to the bathroom, be right back." He says. He leans down and plants a kiss on your forehead, your eyes close at the feeling of his lips on your skin. Your body erupting in warmth and tingles. You look back at May and see her with a smirk on her face.

"What?" you ask with a small smile on your face.

"Was the reason that you two were late because..." She asks while wiggling her eyebrows, knowing exactly what she's suggesting. You can feel your cheeks burn from embarrassment.

"What?! No!" You whisper-yell to her. She bursts out in laughter while you're sitting across, a blushing mess. Once we both calm down you see May look behind you then to you, you think nothing of it until she asks you a question you were confused about.

"(Y/N), I've been meaning to ask you. Would you do the honour of being my daughter-in-law?" She asks fear and hope swimming in her eyes. You look at her in confusion. You see something move out of the corner of your eye next to you. You look to see Peter getting down on one knee and a velvet box in his hand. It clicked in our head and you can already feel tears brim your eyes. Your hands fly up to your mouth in pure surprise.

"(Y/N) (Y/L/N), you are the most beautiful woman that I have ever laid my eyes on. I will never forget the time where I knew you were the one for me when you slammed my locker door on my hand by accident when you asked me out." Peter lets out a chuckle while you roll your eyes but smiling under your hands.

"Would you do me the honour of being Mrs Parker?" He asks, his eyes sparkling with hope and a little fear. Was he scared that you were going to say no? How could you? He is the best person to ever come into your life. He makes you happy beyond compare. Of course you were going to say yes.

You nod your head quickly. Unable to talk. A smile so genuine makes its way onto his face making a smile appear on mine. He gets up from his position and takes your hand from your lap and slips the ring on. It's beautiful. The solo diamond glistening in the dim lighting of the restaurant.

You get up from the chair and wrap your arms around his neck. His arms snake around your waist, pulling you closer to him. Your lips meet. They mould and fit perfectly against one another. Goosebumps raise on your skin and you feel tingles up and down your body. You were so caught up in the moment that you didn't even realise that the restaurant was cheering and clapping. You bury your head into Peter's shoulder. Embarrassed that everyone saw that happen. Peter lets out a chuckle at your curtness. You never find anyone like him and you plan to keep him and steal his last name. (Y/N) Parker. Has a nice ring to it, and so does my finger.

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From peteparkerspooderman on Tumblr.