Peter Parker x Reader Oneshots

Sick

a/n: just so you're not confused (N/N) means nickname

"Hey (Y/N), woah you look horrible." Natasha says as I sit down at the table.

"Thanks Nat." I say, putting my head down.

I woke up this morning feeling horrible, headache, sore throat, stomachache, and I even took my tempature which came out to be 100°. But I can't miss school this week. It's exam week and of course all the teachers go crazy with the exams. Hopefully Nat won't say anything to anyone in the tower and I can just go without being forced to stay home.

"You sure you should go to school?" Nat asks.

"I have to, it's exam week and I absolutely can't miss it." I say as I get up. "So if you excuse me I gotta get to school to pass this marking period. Oh and don't tell dad please."

She smiles. "Got it."

•••at school•••

I walk into the class with my hood on so no one sees me and says anything. I quietly sit down at my desk and wait for the teacher to get here. As I'm waiting I see Peter walk in.

"Hey (Y/N), ready for the exam today?" he asks.

"Oh yeah can't wait" I say, sarcastically, my throat burning in the process.

"You look paler than usually, do you feel okay?" Peter asks. I panic for a second.

"Me? Uh yeah I'm fine." I say.

Suddenly the teacher walks in. She hands out the exams and I begin to work. A few minutes later I feel nauseous. I try to ignore it but it keeps coming back. I run to the garbage can and throw up. The whole class looks up, including Peter.

"Shit..." I curse, quietly. My teacher makes me go the nurse and she tells me I need to go home immediately. A little while later, dad is signing me out of school.

"Nat told me." he says. He pauses. "And Friday saw you leave and alerted me."

"I had to go today dad, it's-" I start to say but he cuts me off.

"It's fine (N/N) I'm not mad." he laughs. "You, (Y/N) Stark are the only girl I know that is actually upset about getting sent home from school."

•••at the Avengers Tower•••

As soon as I get home I throw my backpack on my floor and crawl into bed.

A few hours later, I'm awaken by someone opening my door.

"Hey sorry to wake you." a familiar voice says. I sit up and see it's Peter.

"Oh hey Pete, what are you doing here?" I ask.

"I brought you your homework, and I wanted to make sure you're okay, I texted you but I figured you were asleep." he says.

I grab my phone and see I have 3 texts from Peter. All of them deeply concerned about me.

"Aw Peter, sorry to worry you, I woke up this morning and didn't feel well but I tried to push through it." I say.

"Well I'm here now and I'm going to take care of you." he smiles and gets some more blankets.

"What no Pete, you don't have to, you'll get sick." I exclaim.

"I'm willing to take that risk for you." he says, thoughtfully.

And with that he puts on some show and cuddles next to me. But before I know it, we're both passed out.

•••a few days later•••

A few days later, after I got over my sickness, I text Peter to hang out. We always try to hang out on the weekends.

Me: Hey Pete, don't forget it's movie night at your place. It's Saturday remember?

Peter: Yeah I can't tonight, you got me sick 🥴

Me: I'm coming over to take care of you 😘

I grab one of Peter's sweatshirts I took and walk to Peter's apartment. When I arrive, I knock on the door and a sickly Peter answers.

"Oh how the tables have turned." I laugh. I hold up a grocery store bag. "Got you some stuff though."

"You're the best." he kisses me.

"Yay can't wait to get sick again from that." I say as I begin to make him some soup I bought.

"Don't worry I'll take good care of you...again!" he replies.

He's too much, but I love him for it.

a/n: okay not my best oneshot but it's still pretty cute, sorry i've been gone, life's been crazy man. i have more ideas so hopefully updates will come faster. anyway thanks for reading!!