Peter Parker Oneshots

Piano

A/n: I got an idea while watching a movie, but I don't wanna give it away so Enjoy~!

You run your fingers across the black, dust covered wood. It hadn't been used in forever.

You couldn't sleep, so you went to the music room in the tower. You learned to play the piano long ago, and you played it well. You played it when you couldn't sleep, but as you went into the room, you already heard it being played.

You heard someone singing, it was in Italian. Your dad used to sing the same song when you couldn't sleep, it wasn't a lullaby exactly, but it was soothing. You join in quietly, and the person playing stops.

"No, don't stop, that's my favorite part." You respond quietly, so, though you could tell hesitantly, they kept playing. You kept singing, as did they.

Once you finally made it to the piano, the song had ended, and you saw Peter, waiting there nervously.

"Peter? When did you learn Italian?" You asked.

"A-Aunt May... she used to sing that when I couldn't sleep." He stuttered.

"My dad used to sing it to me too, he would sing until I would fall asleep, no matter how many times he had to sing." You giggled.

"How does he know?" He asked.

"My grandmother was very Italian. So he taught me, it was our Secret Daddy Daughter Language around everyone else." You responded, "Play it again?" You requested.

"O-okay." He said quietly, before replaying it, both of you singing along.

You sit down at the stool, your chest tight and your hands shaky.

"Hahah! That's the wrong key dummy!" You laughed.

"Well you play than!" Peter said picking his hands off the keys.

"Here." You said, sobered up from laughing, you start playing, the correct key this time, and sing.

"Why are there so many songs about rainbows, and what's on the other side? Rainbows are vision, but only illusions, and rainbows have nothing to hide." You sing, and Peter joins in.

By the end you're giggling and laughing and arguing over what to play next.

Your muscle memory kicks in, and you place your fingers to play his favorite song.

"Don't believe I can do it? Why do you think I learned piano? I'm Freddie Mercury reincarnated! ....almost. In the music skills I am." You said.

"Go on then." Peter said cockily.

You then proceed to play all of Bohemian Rhapsody, not taking a break, or messing up, or missing a beat.

"Jesus H. Christ lady what the hell?" He asked, absolutely confused and impressed.

You laugh at him slightly.

You stare the piano, scared if you touch it, it'll break, or you will.

"Hahaha oh my god." Peter laughed, "You actually learned how to play all of them?" He's on the verge of wheezing.

"Yup." You said, "I'll play your favorite."

You placed your hands on the piano, it's second nature by now.

"Every time I go to dinner, seems like I'm getting a little bit thinner. I don't sit down at the breakfast table, I can talk they're not able. But when I look at them I find there's a single question on their mind." You start singing.

He joins in, and you both sing the chorus loudly.

"My whole family thinks I'm gay! I guess it's always been that way!" You both started laughing the lyrics with each other.

"You're ridiculous." Peter laughed.

"You are too!" You said, and pointed an accusing finger.

You play the first note, before bitting your lip to hold back tears and sobs.

"I know you can learn how to play for their wedding, it's a pretty easy and good song! Plus it'll mean so much more coming from their daughter." Peter encouraged.

You looked at him nervously, before playing the piano. You played the full song perfectly, and Peter sang.

"See! You were incredible!" He smiled.

"How will I do in front of literally millions of people though? Dad is one of the most famous people in the US. He's even presented an award at the Oscars, he's nowhere near a writer or composer or director or anything in the film industry!" You said exasperated.

"Y/n," he said, serious and determined, "you'll do incredible. They'll all love you."

"Thanks Peter," You sighed.

"Man I really do love that song. That might be my favorite. I just love the whole soundtrack." He said.

"Maybe I can learn it for you." You said as you teasingly rubbed your shoulder against his.

You stop, eyes wide and teeth digging into your lip, holding back everything. You just wish everything would've turned out alright. Now everything is gone.

"Hey! I've learned to play the popular one! It's really good, and pretty simple. Wanna sing it with me?" You asked him.

"Okay." He chuckled at your enthusiasm.

You sing the duet as it goes. Once you finished it, you two were really close. You leaned up, and connected your lips as fireworks went up inside of your stomach, the butterflies exploded.

"I love you Peter." You whispered. He blushed, but smiled at you.

"I love you too." He whispered back.

"I wish I could... " you sing shakily, tears falling freely now. "I could've said goodbye. I would've said what I wanted to. Maybe even cried for you..." You keep singing

"Peter, where are we going?" You asked giggling.

"Just keep your eyes closed. We're not going far, and we'll arrive soon." He said, you could hear the smile in his voice. "Okay, open up."

You opened your eyes, and they are met with a brand new piano.

"Peter! Thank you!" You said, and jumped on him for a hug. "How did you afford this?"

"Well, uh, I kinda had to ask Mr. Stark, but the other one was old and super out of tune." He smiled sheepishly.

You just chuckled and hugged him, and swayed.

"Don't wanna feel another touch, don't wanna start another fire, don't wanna know another kiss. No other name falling off my lips. Don't wanna give my heart away, to another stranger. Or let another day begin, won't even let the sunlight in. No I'll never love again, I'll never love again..." You sing shakily, quietly. 

"Peter! Come sing this with me!"

"Okay." He chuckled. You both started singing, and neared the end of it.

"Don't wanna feel another touch. Don't wanna start another fire. Don't wanna know another kiss. Baby, unless they are you lips!"

"Don't wanna give my heart away, to another stranger! Don't let another day begin, won't even let the sunlight in! Oh, I'll never love again, never love again, never love again!" You sob out.

"Oh, I'll never love again.." You whisper quietly.

A/n: I think you can assume what the heck is happening. If not I can explain!