Know || Peter•P x male reader

Marker

"what happened? Didn't get that brunette's dick?" Wade asked as I walked in with a pissed off look

"No, they're bullying 'that brunette' and its getting on my nerves, they even called him my boyfriend. I don't like him and even if I did I DON'T DESERVE him" I complained slumping down the couch in our living room

Wade chuckled "Are you sure about not liking him?" he asked with a smirk

"I'm sure! I don't know him that well why would I like him?" I retorted, rolling my eyes

"oh poor baby boy, don't worry after a couple of chapters you'll realize your love for him" he cooed as he went towards me, he sat down the couch and proceeded to Noogie me, I didn't even have to energy to fight him off.

Wade gave me the look of 'I have a gift that would make you feel better'. He then pulled out a big box, I'm assiming from his ass and then handed it to me. I sniffed it "What the fuck baby boy?"

"you might've pulled it out of your ass or something" I reasoned. I opened it to see sweat pants, I rolled my eyes with a smile forming on my lips. I pulled it out but as it unfolded it dropped like 10 skirts. I looked at Wade with 'really?' look

"A sweatpant and 10 skirts? I'm not wearing those" I told him, folding everything neatly. I stood up and practically ran towards the stairs

"Yeah, sure. Have fun upstairs!", Wade waved, I shook my head as I entered my room.

I let out a tired groan and landed on my bed, staring at the ceiling. I looked at my closet then around my room. I might as well fix and clean huh while I'm here. I stood up, sighing. Putting earphones on and swiping my phone away from the table, I put it on my pocket and started playing familiar tunes. My feet tapped aggressively as I reached for the broom

"Some Legends are told, some turn to dust or to gold" I sang as I swept the floor

"but You'll remember me, Remember me..." I swept and then turned my back from the broom, spinning around it.

"REMEMBER ME FOR CENTURIES!" I not bothering to look, raised the broom and spun it toward my right side to sweep while I'm doing fancy foot work

"Just one mistake..." I kept singing while dancing with the broom as if it was a dance partner.

"But you'll remember me, remember me for centuries!" I was too enveloped in the music so I started to dance to it. I stood up my bed before using the broom as a support to spin down towards the floor. I then raised it up as if it was a rapier, pointing at my table before dancing, using it as one of those fancy England canes.

"Oh Harry Potter!" I exclaimed in the middle of the song with a british accent. I looked out my widow to the neighboring window parallel of mine. There stood Peter Parker with a small smile, looking at me.

We stood there for a minute before he clapped, his shoulders moving up and down at a fast pace. Is he laughing? He went away after that.

I frowned, he probably thinks I'm a clown now... Dancer my ass. I sighed and let go of the broom seeing as the whole room is already nice and clean. Now onto the closet, I put the skirts with the other one's in a drawer. I got a good look at the skirts, my hand reaching out to the neatly folded skirts. I then stopped myself, shaking my head. Bad Y/n no skirts!

I slammed the drawer close and went back to the side of my bed, where the window is.

I saw Parker holding up a white board saying 'That was amazing!'. A faint smile formed on my lips as I opened a drawer to take a dirty white board and a marker. I took a square of tissue and wiped the white board.