New (P.P x Reader)

♡︎Bonus part 1♡︎

(Peter POV)

Y/N said yes. Which makes me so happy. Just thinking about it makes me jumpy. We planned to have a spring wedding, and that time finally rolled around. I had no idea planning a wedding was so difficult. We wanted a small wedding, with just family and friends. We planned a lot. Dad wanted to throw us a huge wedding, but we told him we just wanted it small. He understood completely, and was excited to help us with whatever he could. Harley was my best man, and Ned was one of the groomsmen, along with Pietro (that's right peeps he ain't dead in this story ;) ). And Y/N picked Michelle as her maid of honor, and Mom, and Aunt May were her brides maids (which they both were ecstatic over), and Wanda was a bridesmaid too. Y/N asked Natasha if she would act as "the mother of the bride" and Natasha got teary eyed and said yes.

Steve was going to walk Y/N down the aisle, and we all collectively agreed that Morgan should be the flower girl. She squealed and jumped and down when we asked her to. We didn't have a ring bearer, so we reluctantly trusted Harley and Michelle with them. I wasn't allowed to see Y/N pick her dress. All the girls told me it was bad luck. And going to get fitted for a suit was torture. But I survived. Y/N picked orange and blue flowers for the wedding. And we were gonna have a little reception party upstate at the compound afterwards, where we were also having the wedding. After all the planning and craziness, the day is finally here.

I've never been so nervous in my life. Moms told me to stop wringing my hands like eight times. I'm sitting in the common room of the compound, trying to settle my crazy nerves, when Y/N walks in. She's in her Pajamas, and just walking around. "Heyyy you." She says cheerily. She sits down next to me. "Hey." I laugh. She notices me wringing my hands, again. I need to stop that. "Nervous?" She asks. I nod. "Peter you have no reason to be nervous. Just think about it, it's small, only people you know will be there, and I'll be with you the whole time." She holds my hand. I pull my hand away and instead just wrap her in a hug. She looks up at me and kisses me. A good long one too. "Whoa, whoa, whoa. No kissing losers. Save that for after you get hitched." Michelle walks in.

Harley is right behind her. He's been following her around like a love sick puppy all morning. He's got the hots for her I can tell you that. "Also, the groom, needs to come with me to start getting ready, and just so you know Natasha sent out that order so don't take long." Harley says. Michelle laughs. "I knew I would like Black Widow if I met her in person." She says. Harley walks into the kitchen. Michelle sits next to Y/N. "Is it a good thing that he's following me around? What does that mean?" She asks. "It meeaaansss he likes you." Y/N winks at her. Then she gasps. "I bet a million bucks Harley will catch the bouquet when I throw it." She says excitedly. I laugh and shake my head. Harley walks back in. "Guys! We gotta get ready come on!" He calls. We all get up and head out to get ready.

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It's finally time, and I'm more nervous then earlier. I'm standing up at the front of the room already, with Harley, the groomsmen, bridesmaids, and Michelle. Y/N is gonna come out any second. I keep checking the time. "Peter, stop fidgeting." Michelle whispers. I try to stand still and breath. Then the wedding music starts to play and the doors at the other end of the aisle open. I see Y/N and all my nerves just evaporate away. She looks... I don't even know what to say. Her dress looks amazing on her.

Her and Steve walk down the aisle, and he hands her off to me. This doesn't feel real. I'm almost zoned out through all the talking, but I snap out of it when vows and everything come up. When the preacher asks for the rings, Harley digs in his pocket, widens his eyes, and starts patting all his other pockets. Everyone kind of holds their breath. "Just kidding." He says. Everyone laughs. I glare at him playfully. Then Michelle gives my ring to Y/N. Y/N takes my hand, and slips the ring on my finger. And I do the same to her. I do's are said and a lot of other words that I don't remember then the preacher says, "You may kiss the bride." And I pull Y/N close and kiss her soundly. Everyone claps and cheers. Then we head to the common floor to change for the reception. Me and Y/N fangirl/fanboy the whole way.

"Ha! We're married now!" Y/N claps her hands. We get in the elevator. "You are so beautiful. You came out through the doors and I thought I was gonna die." I say, wrapping my arms around her. "Me? You look so amazing. Were you zoned out during the talking too? Or was that just me?" She asks. "I was so zoned out." I laugh. She buries her head in my chest and I hug her tight. I close my eyes and breath in the peachy smell of her hair. "This is the life. For sure." I say. She looks up at me and smiles. I put my finger under her chin and tip her head upward, then catch her mouth with mine. We kiss for a long time. Then she slowly pulls away. "We didn't tell the elevator to go up." She giggles. The elevator hadn't moved. "Whoops." I laugh. "Friday, to the common floor please." Y/N says. "Of course, Mrs. Stark." Friday teases. "Geez, there's pieces of your dad in everything he makes. Including his teasing." Y/N laughs.

We get to the common floor, and I change into a white button down shirt and jeans, and Y/N has on a cute white romper.

She flashes her wedding band at me and winks. I laugh and hold up mine. Then we walk hand in hand to the outside area where we were having the reception. We all had a lot of fun. Everyone singing and dancing. Me and Y/N were practically glued together the entire time. Mom said that's just the honey moon phase, but I hope it's not just a phase. Finally at the end of the day, all the girls gather around to catch the bouquet, while all the guys stand to the side. Y/N, who has horrible aim, flings the bouquet behind her, and it slams into Harley's chest. Y/N cheers. "I CALLED IT!!! I kNEW that would happen. Marley is happening!" She says excitedly when she walks over to me, Harley, and Michelle. Harley's face is an unknown shade of red, and Michelle is rolling her eyes at Y/N, but smiling. I pull Y/N into a hug and kiss the top of her head. We have a crazy family. And a lot has happened over the years. Ups and downs. But I guess that's just part of the ride. But as long as I have Y/N to hold my hand, it'll all be okay.

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The wedding bands