The Internship: Peter Parker x Stark!reader

Nightmares and Mug Cakes: 4

Peter's Pov

I woke up to a loud noise and thrashing. 'Where am I?' I thought. Then, I realized that I had stayed the night. I opened my eyes expecting to see the guest room, but instead, my eyes were greeted with a blanket fort and a sleeping Y/N. I saw Y/N getting out, and she saw that I woke. "I'm sorry I did't mean to wake you." I saw tears in her eyes, and instantly worried for this girl I had taken a liking to so quickly. 

"It's absolutely fine. Are you alright Y/N? Let me guess. Nightmares," I said, caring about her.

"How'd you guess?" she replied.

"I get them too. Ever since my Uncle Ben died,"

She sighed and held back breaking into tears, "I get them ever since my Mom died." She explained her entire situation with Tony, and I listened, pulling her into a hug. We stayed like that for a while, her arms around my neck while I listened to her. All of her, not just the words. I listened for when her breathing slowed to a calm pace. And her heartbeat was back to normal. And just the silence in between all the noise. I'd be lying if I said my heart wasn't racing at the prospect of her being so close.

"I can't go back to sleep, but you should," she told me after a few minutes.

"No, I'll be here. I promise. Do you feel like getting up, or do you just want to lay here?" I reassured her softly.

"Can we get up? I feel like a midnight snack." She said. To be honest, I was glad she said that. I wanted more than anything to stay up with her, but I could already feel my senses dulling with tiredness just laying there.

"Sure what're you craving?"

"Honestly, I really really want a mug cake," she said, excited.

"Alright, but your going to have to explain what a mug cake is to me," Peter nervously said rubbing his neck.

"You've never had a mug cake?!! You've never lived then. I must enlighten you. So it's exactly what it sounds like..." Her voice trailed off as I zoned out and got lost in thoughts. She was so cute, excitedly showing me all these things while I was leaning in with my elbows on the kitchen counter. I just watched her until I hear a "Peter? Peter are you even listening?" snap me out of my thoughts.

"Huh? Yes definitely. Continue."

"Alright well now we just put them in the microwave for 50 seconds."

"Really the Microwave? For a minute? That's crazy." I said.

"Just watch magic unfold."

The cake rose and became fluffy. It actually looked delicious. She took them out once the microwave beeped and got out two spoons. I took one bite, ad looked at her and said, "Why have I been wasting my time making real cakes this whole time?"

"I have no clue." she giggled. God, her giggle was so cute.

We joked around a bit and talked until we saw the sunrise and realized it was already morning. 

"Unfortunately, I think I should leave. My Aunt's probably worrying about me, and I have school," I told her with a frown.

"Aww okay, well this was fun, we should do it again sometime" she told me.

"Definitely. See you after school at my internship Y/N"

"Byeeee!!" she cutely waved as I shut the door and pt on my suit to swing home.

Y/N's pov

I woke up in a sweat from another nightmares, but this time I realized someone was next to me. I remembered the night before an instantly apologized, "I'm so sorry I didn't mean to wake you." He reassured me it was fine, and asked me if I was alright. I remembered that I probably look like I mess from my nightmare and my eyes were watering. He somehow knew it was nightmares, and pulled me into a hug. I felt heat rush to my face from the contact and threw my arms around his neck and told him about everything. It was amazing, and he was such a good listener. This boy was so sweet and perfect. I told him, "I can't got to sleep, but you should," but he was dead set on staying up with me.

After a bit, we got up for a midnight snack and I made him mug cakes. I cannot actually believe he's never had them. I know that he wasn't actually listening to my recipe from the far off look in his eye, but I broke him out of his daze to watch the cakes rise in the microwave. That's always the coolest part. We shared a mug and ate with two spoons. He loved it (as expected) and we talked and talked and talked the whole night away until sunrise. Everything was amazing,but of course all good things come an end, and he had to go. I felt my heart flutter as I closed the door. I couldn't help but fall for Peter. And I was falling fast and hard.