❝Y/N Parker? I like the sound of that.❞ // ❝Yeah, me too.❞
| Peter Parker x Reader
| SECOND PLACE WINNER OF THE TURQUOISE AWARDS!
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Gifs to portray Peter's emotions internally^
yes I am aware there is ANOTHER time skip hehe
this song is CRUCIAL to this chapter, so if you've never heard it, please listen while you read or you won't grasp the full meaning. thx luv ya'
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(PETER POV)
When she loved me.
One month later
"Hot chocolate?" I asked, holding up a cup of the steaming drink.
The girl sat motionless on her couch, staring at the wall with dormant eyes. It was almost as if she didn't hear me, as if I wasn't there at all. I set down the drink on the table, and sat down next to her.
"I found some cookie dough in the fridge," I said, "I'll make some cookies to warm you up."
It was snowing outside, sheets of white decking the balconies and rooftops. She hadn't left the tower since the funeral, and sometimes I wondered if she remembered how it felt to be outside.
"Is that a yes for cookies?" I asked, nudging her arm slightly, "yay! I'll go make some."
I hopped up from the cushioned chair, and walked silently to the kitchen. Happy had gone home for the holidays, and I dismissed the staff to do so as well. It was just the two of us in this big, empty tower.
