the prince and the suicidal princess[peter Parker X Reader]

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Peters POV

I go to open our apartment door, but it would open halfway, Like something was blocking it.

Shimming my way into our building through the small crack in the door, I notice Y/N laying motionless in fetal position on the floor. I panicked for a second until I realized she must've fallen asleep by the door.

When I picked her up to put her in our bed I realized that:

1) their was a suitcase by the door , opened and half packed.

And 2) her face was stain with tear tracks.

God damn it Peter.

I guess I let my paranoia get the better of me, which made me lash out. I know I should trust Y/N more, but I can't help it. She's so beautiful and talented and almost every aspect of her is perfect, any guy can see that.

I know it's dumb and selfish of me but y/n is mine.

And only mine.

If I have to go as far as getting rid of her guy friends, then so be it.

Some may say my logic is ""dumb"" or "immature""

But in my opinion I'm being smart! Too be fair, I'm technically still only a teenager, and I mean I lost pretty much the only family member I have left, and he wasn't even blood.

I can't loose y/n too, not again.

Placing y/n in the bed I tuck her into the quilt and plant a kiss on my whole worlds forehead.

"I'm so sorry, my love. I'm such a idiot" I whispered to her as I made my way out of the bedroom.

I decided to be a good boyfriend and unpack the suitcase.

While doing so I noticed a shirt. My shirt. It's the shirt I left at her house when their was that nasty blizzard out and I couldn't go home.

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"Peter! Look outside! It's snowing!" Y/N exclaims with pure joy in her voice.

I chuckled and grabbed her hand,
"C'mon! Let's go outside and build a snowman!"
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I smiled folding up the shirt and tucking it aside to be put away.

Reaching into the suitcase again, I pulled out a mug with her intial on it.
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"I have something for you" I coughed nervously.

We were sitting inside under layers and layers of blankets, the grinch playing on the tv.

"But Peter Christmas isn't for another week?"

"I might aswell give it to you now, we are stuck here for who knows how long. Plus aunt may and uncle Ben are taking me on vacation on the 24th"

"Okay! If that what you want to do!"

Watching her eyes light up like fairy lights at night, I handed her a box wrapped in a bow.

While she unwrapped the present I watched her face, go from excitement, to confusion, to more excitement.

"Peter! I literally got you the same thing hold on" y/n say standing up swiftly and racing to her room, Moments later returning with pretty much the same size box.

Inside the box was a mug with the intials P.P engraved into it with half a heart.

Y/n pulls out the mug I had gotten her with her initials Y/F/I . Y/l/I , with the other half of the heart on the opposite side.
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"I seriously want to know how we managed to do that!" I chuckle quietly to myself.

Standing up I made my way to the kitchen, finding my respectful mug and placing hers beside it, so the hearts matched up.
That's better.

Sighing, I realized I needed to make it up to Y/N.

Once I had the right idea in my head I got to work.