TOM HOLLAND | PETER PARKER IMAGINES

Peter Parker|Mistletoe

A/N: Happy (late) Holidays everyone! I was traveling during break and couldn't get this uploaded on time, but I hope everyone enjoyed. I'll go back and review this (because I feel like it's a mess) but I want you guys to enjoy. Thanks ParisCortez for the contest!

Prompt: Peter and (Y/n) attend the Aca Deca holiday party, not expecting to share how they feel due to a letter and some the mistletoe (isn't that a Christmas song lol)

Warnings: awkwardness & kissing?

Word count: 2827 (oof)

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"Peter! I'm glad you could make it," Liz greeted kindly, opening the door of her warm house for her fellow Aca Deca teammate.

Peter clumsily waved on her doorstep, allowing Liz to view the Christmas sweater May had purchased to keep her nephew warm years ago.

"Thanks for inviting me over Liz. My aunt made cookies," Peter awkwardly handed the container of burnt cookies to Liz, fidgeting with his Christmas sweater that May spent months looking for in the closet and a small box messily wrapped (he tried his best) for Secret Santa.

"Great! We are still waiting for a few more people to show up, but make yourself at home," Liz followed Peter inside her beautiful house, showcasing the larger-than-life holiday decorations.

Peter nodded politely, scanning the room filled with his teammates for his best friend, fiddling with the itchy collar of his old sweater. Peter set down his Secret Santa nicely under the beautifully decorated tree, eager to see the reaction once his friend opened the gift.

A burst of boisterous laughter could be heard from across the living room, causing Peter to shift his attention towards the noise.

Peter smiled, admiring his best friend and recalling the several times he had heard her signature laugh. Peter watched gingerly as (Y/n)'s head shook, along with the tears rolling down her cheeks.

"(Y/n)!" Peter exclaimed, catching his friend's attention after she had dried her tears. (Y/n) turned sharply towards the familiar voice that called her name with a confused frown that quickly shifted into an ecstatic grin.

"There you are! Finally!" (Y/n) chuckled, not excusing herself from the conversation, but racing towards Peter with open arms. She embraced him tightly, subconsciously inhaling the scent of burnt cookies and a new cologne May had purchased for special occasions.

Peter chuckled, reciprocating the hug with slightly awkwardness, recalling the familiar scent of the shampoo (Y/n) had used for years.

As the two let go, the Aca Deca team rolled their eyes, seeing Peter and (Y/n)'s obvious feelings for one another play out in front of their own eyes for the thousandth time.

"I've been awkwardly standing here forever with non-alcoholic eggnog in my hand, afraid to move and grab some snacks," (Y/n) whispered in Peter's ear with a sly smile, pulling him towards the kitchen island filled with Christmas goodies.

"My bad. May wanted me to take some of her new cookies," Peter pointed at the open plastic container, still filled with burnt cookies May had attempted to lovingly bake earlier.

"Forget everything I said. Cookies are worth the wait," (Y/n) grabbed a cookie in her hunger, forgetting everything she learned about the Parker household after years of being Peter's friend.

"Um... these are great," (Y/n) gulped down the dry cookie, painfully grinning at Peter as he held in his laughter.

"Well, it's better than what I could've done," (Y/n) joked, taking another bite gently as Peter held back tears of laughter for his friend's pain.