Peter Parker Imagines

Soap

WARNINGS: obvi inspired by melanie martinez :0

Words: 973
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I was at a party. Liz' party to be exact. I was trying to look for Peter. My best friend. Well, it was a weird relationship. He saw me as just a friend, I didn't. I was in love with Peter. I loved him, a lot but that's not the weird part. The dumbest part of all of this was that we were a friends with benefits sort of thing.

We didn't have sex a lot, well we did, but not all the time. But we cuddle a lot too. We agreed on doing this so we wouldn't feel lonely, but it just made me hurt that he could never feel the same way. Some things just really stab you right in the chest. It's fine. I can get over it...

My platform shoes hit the ground softly as I walked around, trying to spot a certain brunette boy. My eyes darting to every corner of every room. I was alone and my anxiety was starting to get the best of me. I breathed in and out slowly as my feet kept pacing to different rooms. Once I enter the living room, I see Peter sitting on the couch... alone. I approach him slowly to see him drinking out of a red cup.

I look at him concerned. "I hope that's water," I half-joke, hoping it actually was water. Unfortunately, it wasn't. He looked up at me with guilty eyes. I moved my way over to the front of the couch and sit next to Peter. I studied his face and see that his eyes were blotchy and red. I place my hand on his cheek and smile softly at him. He smiles sadly back and looks at his cup.

I lean closer to him and embrace him in a hug. He holds me tightly. I feel tears staining my shirt as he grips onto me. I hear him sobbing. I hold him even tighter than before. It breaks my heart to see him like this. I don't know what happened, but it must have been something bad.  I continue to comfort him as I rub his back. His arms grip my back tightly as tears were rolling down his cheek. His sobs filling my ears as it felt like he never wanted to let go.

I pull away to face him. I place my hand on his cheek. His eyes dart somewhere else as he doesn't look at me. I move his head so that he does look at me. I smile sadly at him, hoping it would make him feel better. His eyes just continue to let tears fall as he sobs loudly. I look at him concerned, worried for him. I wipe the tears away from his face as he slowly calms down. I snuggle my face into his chest, hoping it would comfort him. His heartbeat beating my ears as it slowly but surely slows down. He strokes my hair as he let's out deep breaths.

"Wanna tell me what happened, Pete?" I asked him. My voice was soft and gentle. He sighed and nodded his head. "Liz said I wasn't good enough for her. S-She said I was useless trash a- a-nd that I could never be a-" He stopped mid sentence, feeling a lump forming in his throat. He tried his best to swallow it down but all he did was cry even more. I moved my face up to his and hugged him again. "You're okay.. Shh" I reassured him and cradled him a little. "You're okay," I said again with a gentle voice. He whimpered as he held onto me. It felt like, if he would let go, he would fall deep. Nowhere to land.

This time he pulled away. His eyes red and blotchy and his lips swollen. He licked his lips before he stared into my eyes. My eyes never his as we both got lost in a trance. He smiled softly at me, before leaning a little closer to me. I started straddling his hips as he wraps his arms around my waist. We kept on staring lovingly at each other as he leaned in and kissed me softly. I place my hand on his cheek and kiss him back. Soon, it became more heated. I slipped my tongue into his mouth. He groaned at the feeling and laid me down on the couch. He was now on top of me.

He still held my waist, but continued to kiss me. He moved his face from my lips to my neck. I moaned at his touch. His mouth doing wonders for me. As I was caught up in the moment, I said something I wish I hadn't said.

I feel it coming out my throat, guess I better wash my mouth out with soap...

"Fuck-" I first breathed out. "I love you,"

God, I wish I never spoke.

His head jolted up to meet mine and I sit up immediately. "I- I-" I stuttered out. He looked at me shocked. I gulped and stood up. "Uhh- I guess I'll see you later," I said quickly before heading to the nearest bathroom. I entered a random one and locked it as fast as I could. I put my hand over my mouth and tears started slipping from my cheek onto the floor. I slid from the door onto the floor into a sitting position as I sobbed as quiet as I could. I felt my make-up smudged on my face as I wiped all of my tears away. I tried to breathe normally but it was hard. I really did it this time. I have officially ruined my relationship with Peter...

Now I gotta wash my mouth out with soap...