peter parker imagines

2 | sparklers

scenario, new year's eve parties don't get in the way of peter parker's plans with sparklers. he's got something to get off his chest before the new year - 1.2k words
warnings, cuteness, sly stark, kissingg
pairing, avengers!reader

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christmas had come and passed. laughs were had and presents were shared. tony gave you a new suit, whereas thor gave you a bread roll.

peter spent his christmas with aunt may. he's lucky to have family, but you'd found your family at the avengers building. everyone loved you. tony and steve treated you like a daughter, nat, wanda, rhodey and vision like a little sister and bucky, sam and thor like a partner in crime.

peter on the other hand was always different. you'd grown close after bumping into each other around the compound, that you started to train together, study together and hang out together.

he was a close friend. but ever since everyone started making their own remarks, speculating our growing friendship about it blossoming into something further, i've seen him differently. a good different, the kind that makes me feel giddy at just a glimpse of his dimples.

"hey, y/n!" peter's sweet voice rings in my ears. i turn around on my bed, to see him sporting a burgundy hoodie and messy curls. his doe eyes sparkle at the sight of your grin, spreading across your face. "how was your christmas?"

"it was good, how about you?" i reply, making room for him to sit beside me. he follows in suit, copying my criss crossed legs. gosh, you've missed his company.

he sucks in a breath, "yeah, it was quiet but nice. may got me this hoodie" he pulled the fabric from his frame as if to show it off.

"i like it" you comment, smirking goofily. "thor got me a bread roll."

peter laughs with you, your knees touch ever so slightly from the movements. "geez, i'm jealous" he remarks. "i do have one question-"

"it was stale, at least a week old. i threw it back in his face" you said. peter's eyes watched you in amazement. oh, how he loved your spiky but soft nature. "so you're staying for the party?"

he sighed, somewhat excited but overly nervous. "yeah, i've got a suit."

"i've got a dress" you smiled, marvelling in the idea of peter all dressed up. "screw tony and his 'formal wear only' policy."

peter would agree, but he was far too excited to see you all pretty in a dress. not that you're not pretty anyway. he'd think you'd look flawless in a potato sack.

a couple of hours passed, you both making lame jokes whilst watching movies. tony knocked on your door in a tux and urged you guys to get ready. his knowing smirk lingered in the room as he left.

reluctantly peter left, leaving you no choice but to dress yourself better than pyjamas. the bronze sparkly dress stared at you. it was short, but loose to fit for your comfort. sparkles weren't really your thing, but nat and wanda insisted it looked amazing on you.

it's new years, after all.

you tied your hair into a bun, before darting your eyes over to your white converse. vision insisted on cleaning them so, you lace up the high tops and exit to the stairs.

not very cinderella, but you skipped down the stairs to meet peter. he was watching your every step, loving how you put your own spin the 'formal ness.' he couldn't believe how beautiful you were. well, he could. he's practically head over heels.

you on the other hand, knew for certain you liked him. he stood with blazer paws due to the suit being a little bit too big. his hair had been gelled, yet some curls escaped completing the look with his dopey smile.

"dapper, sweet" you said, eyes watching him as you skipped over.

"you d-don't look so bad y-yourself" his stuttering indicated how flustered he was.

everyone looked glamorous, especially vision. the damn robot is able to make any suit look flawless.

after tony's speech, everyone split into different groups and settled to chat. you hung around in the kitchen, gazing over at peter, tony and rhodey. they seemed to be having a jovial conversation. peter looked nervous, nevertheless comfortable.

soon after, a hand wrapped around your wrist. you knew who it was when you saw the web shooters on their own wrists. "hey, uh you kidnapping me? cause i'm trained by nat so there isn't anything i can't do."

he smirked "as much as i'd like to challenge that, i've got an idea."

you raise an eyebrow at him as he snakes an arm around your waist, pulling you closer than both of you've ever been.

"do you trust me?" he asks, his voice laced with nerves.

"uh, do i have any reason to not?" he rolled his eyes before swinging you up to the roof. you clung onto his shoulders as tightly as you could. even if you'd both fought in battles together, you'd never been swung.

he clung onto you tightly, wanting you to feel safe.

when you landed on the rooftop, the cold december air prickled at your exposed skin. peter noticed you shivering and wasted no time in ripping off his blazer and placing it on your shoulders.

"thanks, pete" you mumble looking into his deep brown eyes. "so, uh. the rooftop. any reason?"

he nodded before taking the pocket of the blazer you were now sporting and pulling out a packet of sparklers. "you wanna?"

"yes!" you squealed, unable to contain your excitement.

you both took one and lit it up with bucky's lighter peter had stolen. the sparks flew about, popping and crackling over the roof.

friday had alerted tony about the activity on the roof, but when he checked the security footage of the both of you laughing with sparklers, he smiled to himself and dismissed the alert.

"i'm gonna write my name" you smile at peter. he continues to make circles until he stops and watches you. the flicker of the sparks upon your face made him swoon all over again. his adoration grew, watching you laugh in his hand-me-down blazer with your hair falling out of it's bun.

he knew it was the perfect time.

"uh, y/n?" he asked, gripping your attention away from your writing. "watch this."

your eyes followed his hand as he wrote something in the black nights sky. he had to be quick or it would backfire completely. you gasped.

i love you was written in the stars.

peter couldn't look at you, fearing that you didn't love him back. he wanted to tell you, but he didn't know how. and then mischievous sparklers made their way into the mix and finally he knew.

"i do, y/n" he spoke up, finally looking into your eyes. "i-"

"i love you" you said. his eyes widened, a small smile making its way onto his lips. "yeah, um. i do too."

he dropped his sparkler, as did you and embraced each other. it was tight, he didn't want this feeling to end as you were so overwhelmed and excited and so full of love.

5, 4, 3, 2, 1

you pulled away, looking at his pink lips. "might as well" you shrugged, pulling him in. he chuckled into the new years kiss and finally gained confidence to kiss back.

happy new year!

"happy new year, y/n." and it was a very happy new year, with a crime fighting spiderman by your side.