YOUR POV
You were in your room studying with your friend Peter. It was a Friday night and after 8 hours at school, the last thing you really needed to do was study.
That's one of the reasons you had Peter as a friend, if it wasn't for him, you probably would never study and would be failing all of our classes. Currently, you weren't doing too hot in Chemistry and had asked Peter to come and tutor you every Friday night.
"Okay, so what is the first law of thermodynamics?" Peter asked you, reading out of the textbook in his hand. You grunt slightly. Thermodynamics.
"It's something about energy right?" You asked him and he nods looking back into the textbook.
"Energy and change." He adds on trying to help you. It suddenly snaps into your head.
"When the energy in a system is conserved by changing from one form to another. It is neither created nor destroyed."
"Good, you see that wasn't as hard right?" Peter applauds you. You smile glad to know you weren't as dumb as you thought.
"Okay, next question." Peter states before flipping through the textbook. You grunt again.
"Can we take a break? We've been at this for hours." You sigh and roll over in the bed before getting up to stretch.
"I don't see why not," Peter says and closes the textbook. You hop over to your small desk and turn on the radio to one of your favorite channels to fill the new silence in the room. You instantly recognize the song playing.
"Oh, this is my favorite song." You say as you start to sing along to the song playing on the radio. It was All of Me by John Legend. You get up from the desk and start slow dancing in the center of the room.
Even when you're crying, you're beautiful too
The world is beating you down, I'm around
Through every mood
You're my downfall, you're my muse
My worst distraction, my rhythm, and blues
I can't stop singing, it's ringing
In my head for you
You stop for a second and glance back at Peter on the bed. Peter watches you in amusement.
"Come and dance with me, Peter." You tell him and slowly start walking towards the bed. He chuckled at you.
"I'm not a dancer (Y/N)." He simply says.
"Oh come on," You say and pull him off of the bed. "You can't be that bad." He stands there awkwardly in the middle of the room with you.
"I don't even know what to do." He admits causing you to laugh at him. You grab his wrist and pull him closer to you, only being inches apart.
"Just put your hands here." You say as you take his large hands into yours and drag them towards your waist.
"Is this okay?" He asks as he places his hands on your waist. You take your hands away from his and wrap them around his neck and nod.
"It's perfect." You tell him, laying your head on his shoulder. "Now, all you have to do is sway." He begins to do just that and the two of you enjoy the rest of the song. He was not a bad dancer.
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Fanfictiona collection of imagines and smut about Tom Holland as himself and Peter Parker pt.1
