Marvel x Reader Prompt Imagines (Requests Currently Open)

RQ: Smile (Fatherly Peter B Parker x Teen Reader)

Original Tumblr Ask: Hellooo I was wondering if I could request a drabble with prompt #72 with Peter B Parker, but like a father-daughter relationship, I just want him to tell me he's proud of me and he loves me. 

Author’s Notes: Anon, are you alright? Do you need a hug? Yes? Good! Cause Burrito Papa is on his way! Also, you’re basically the Miles of his universe as heir to Spiderman. Hope you enjoy!

Prompt: #72 “Just smile. I really need you to smile right now"

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You sat with your knees to your chest on the fire escape just outside your bedroom window. With the wind softly blowing strands of your hair, the scene would have been relaxing at any other time. But today was just not your day.

Being known as Spider-Girl, the student of Spiderman was hard to balance with your life outside of the spandex suit. Your mother worked long hours in order to pay for your small apartment home and for your education.

You had even tried looking for a job yourself in order to help her with it, but you weren’t able to handle them and being Spider-Girl at the same time, leading you to be fired multiple times. That, in turn, caused you to become frustrated with most things, even when you were on patrol with Peter, you were distant and even snappy at times.

This is what leads Peter to your apartment today. Silently landing on the roof, his eyebrows knitted together as he looked at you. “What do I do here..?” He uttered to himself.

He knew he needed to do right by you ever since he had first found you, clinging to a wall after he battled the Goblin for the umpteenth times in many years of this job. He knew that he had to teach you what he could while he could still do it. To do it in a more natural way that allowed to blossom in your own, with more time, unlike Miles.

But you were young, you didn’t need all of this on your shoulders. Peter wanted to do so much for you, to make it easier for you than it was for him, but he didn’t know how to do it.

“I know you’re there.” You called out to him, barely glancing up from the city view that was in front of you. Peter sighed, silently jumping down to join you on the metal frame. Shifting so that he rested his back against the brick wall, still facing you.

“What are you doing here?” You asked, looking up at him while still curled up in a ball.

“What are you doing here?” He threw your question back at you, the eyes of his mask furrowing, his tone of concern just reaching your ears. “Just… thinking.” You whispered in reply, finding yourself leaning against his chest as he wraps a warm arm around your shoulders.

You sink into his warmth. It was comforting, it was secure. Like a parent tucking their child in at night.

“I’m not cut out for this, Peter.” You admitted in a whisper, surprising Peter. “I can’t handle this. I can barely handle keeping a job when Mum works so hard for us, how can I trust myself to save this city? Especially if you hang up your suit, leaving it all to me” Your rambling became faster as your throat tightened and your lip quivered.

“Kid, kid, look at me. What got you fired from your last job?” He asked, only to receive a glare from the teenager leaning on him. but you answered anyway, despite your annoyance.

“I left a customer because Doc Ock was tearing his way through the streets, and you weren’t handling it well either. I was able to distract Ock enough for you to get the jump on him. When I got back to the shop, my boss had the pink slip ready for me.”

“You realise how many people you saved that day? You chose that over doing nothing and serving their food. That’s why you’re here with me. That’s why I do my best to make sure you’re ready to handle this.”

Peter’s words left you silent, thinking over it. Peter continued.

“And that’s why I’m proud of you, every single day. We’re out in the city and I see my hero by my side.”

Your eyes widened as you stared at the man you admired, the man who teaches you how to be a hero has called you his hero!?

Unsure of how to take your reaction, he just runs his fingers through your hair in a comforting manner “Just smile. I really need you to smile right now, kid.” He seemed to plead. 

And you did. A smile slowly etched its way onto your face as your shoulders shook. You threw your arms around him in a hug, causing him to yelp in surprise. He relaxed, holding you tightly against his chest “Thank you…dad.” You whispered into his chest.

“I love you, kid,” Peter whispered into your hair. You had become another reason for him to continue, you would be his legacy. You were the child he’s never had, the child he had been scared to have.

But he had you now, he knew you never gonna let him down, but he just had to make sure that he wouldn’t let you down.