•løv£l¥• Tom Holland Imagines/Smut

Jealous ~ P.P

Here's a little something to keep you guys preoccupied until I'm back ❤️
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YOUR POV
"Well, that should be it for our project then," Flash says as he drops his pen on the small desk.

"Ugh finally." You let out and lean back in your chair. Flash was over at your house to work on a project for school. You've been working on it for weeks and finally, the deadline was here.

You didn't like the thought of working with Flash at first considering the fact that he bullied your boyfriend Peter. As much as it annoyed you to work him, you didn't really have a choice and you eventually realized he wasn't that bad of a person.

"I just want to say, I've enjoyed working with you on this. You're really smart.....and pretty." He says as he packs his stuff and gets ready to leave. You blush slightly but quickly try to hide it. No one really complimented you other than Peter.

"Thank you, Flash. I'll see you again tomorrow for the final touches?" You question him as the two of you head down the stairs to the front door.

"Yup." He mumbles before grabbing his backpack by the door and leaving your house. You head back up to your room to clean off the left of the mess that the two of you had made. That's when you heard a slight tap on your window. Immediately knowing who it was, you quickly rush to open the window, letting Peter in.

"Not that I'm complaining but you could ring the doorbell as a normal boyfriend would." You tell him as he enters.

"What was Flash doing in your house? Nonetheless, what was he doing in your room your house?" He asked once he crawled through the window, completely disregarding your previous comment.

"Were you watching us? Because that's totally something a stalker would do." You say jokingly then cross your arms over your chest. Peter goes to sit on your bed and he lets out a deep breath.

"Maybe I was."

"Pete, you know Flash and I have to work on that stupid project right?" You tell him as you go back to cleaning the small mess the two of you made while working.

"He hasn't tried anything funny right?" Peter asks.

"No, he hasn't. I promise, there is nothing going on so you don't have to worry."

"Of course I have to worry. He likes you (Y/N). He always taunts me about how you should be with him instead of me." You frown at what Peter was saying. You didn't doubt that Flash was saying this to Peter.

"Oh my gosh, you're jealous." You finally realized.

"What? No, I'm not. That's totally absurd." He pouts. You move over to go and sit on his lap on the bed, wrapping your arms around his neck.

"Babe, it's okay if you're jealous but nothing is going on between us okay." He sighs and wraps his hands around your waist.

"Yeah I know, I just can't help it." He admits.

"Think of it this way, after tomorrow, he's never coming back to my house. You'll be the only boy allowed up here." You say knowing that's what he wanted to hear. He smiles slightly before trying to quickly cover it up.

"You promise?" He asks you with searching eyes.

"I promise." You reply flatly. "Besides, Flash is not my type at all." You say and playfully mess around with his brown floppy hair.

"You have a type now?" He asks and arched his brows at you.

"Yeah, you and only you." You say and place a soft and gentle kiss on his lips which led to a long and heated make-out session on your bed.