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The Baby Assignment [P.P]

Summary: When you and Peter begin working on an assignment for your Child Development class and Morgan overhears your discussions, she starts to think that you and Peter are actually expecting a baby, leading to a lot of confusion and a very pissed off Tony.

Word Count: 3.8k

Warnings: mentions of sex, mentions of pregnancy and childbirth, swearing, typos

a/n: just something nice and fluffy before the last chapter of bty comes out and crushes everyone’s souls 

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“MJ is so pissed,” Peter laughed as the two of you walked hand in hand into the penthouse of the tower, “she said Flash has already made three misogynistic remarks and eight ‘that’s what she said’ jokes.” 

“Oh god,” you chuckled, “she’s gonna kill him.” 

Peter’s phone buzzed again, “nine jokes,” he updated with a smile, texting her back a frowny face. 

“I’m just glad we got paired together,” you said as you set your backpack on the kitchen counter, “I mean imagine if you got paired with Flash… or worse, if I got paired with Flash.” You grimaced at the thought. 

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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐘’𝐒 𝐖𝐄𝐃𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐎𝐍𝐄

summary: it’s time for tony to get married in london. but after y/n is insulted by a guest, she seeks comfort in a close friend, peter parker.

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based off the friends episode, The One With Ross’ Wedding: Part 2.

peter parker x fem!stark!reader

warnings: none really, fluff? basically just a friends episode!

word count:

please don’t steal any of my work, thanks!

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tony stark’s wedding day.

a day many thought would never come. but boy did tony prove them wrong when he met ms pepper potts.

leaving for london was stressful, attempting to pass the news reporters who were trying to get an inside look on the wedding plans proved to be harder than everyone thought. after sam and bucky flipping all press off, they seemed to finally back away.

entering london was amazing, the chill evening breeze sent most into a frenzy, clearly unprepared for classic british weather.

wearing a suitable red dress, you walked behind your father and soon-to-be mother in law, into the venue for the rehearsal dinner.

as guests started flooding in, you became more uncomfortable with the situation. being at your fathers wedding as a 17 year old? wouldn’t say it was a delight being bombarded with questions on whether you have found your ‘true love’.

looking to the right, you saw steve and natasha come in with arms linked.

your father and pepper greeted them with hugs and warm welcome, you doing the same. natasha adored you really, you always prided yourself at the fact that you were the favourite avenger of the former assassin.

“oh sorry we’re late!” natasha apologised instantly. everyone shrugging her excuse off politely.

though she continued, “my fault, i insisted on riding the tube.”

steve gasped, hands covering your ears as an instinct. “nat, the kids!” he whisper yelled.

tony looked at you with an unimpressed face with pepper laughing into his shoulder.

“steve, that’s what they call the subway.” natasha sighed, sending you a apologetic look.

steve slowly removed his hands from your ears, his stiff posture softening.

“oh, i thought...” he continued.

“steve, steve, we got it, we got it.” you sighed before he could continue explaining a visual you would rather not imagine.

you all stood there, bathing in an uncomfortable silence and they all unintentionally had the thought running through their mind.

natasha cut off the awkward silence, “you guys really went full out for this wedding didnt you!” she exclaimed, eyes roaming the clearly expensive venue.

“of course we did!” tony was quick to answer, “i’m a stark, what else do you expect? besides, this may be the only wedding we get to throw!” he laughed, rubbing your forearm and his joke was directed to you.

your smile turning into a scowl, “a joke that’s funny in all countries!” you said, taking on the sarcastic acts of your father.

over to ned and peter, they were both hovering at a doorframe near where you had just been previously.

peter had asked ned to go with him, the boy barely knew anyone here. but did he care? no! he was at an avengers wedding for crying out loud! but the hopeless romantic was missing his girlfriend, his juliet to his romeo, his true love, his- yeah he missed betty.

“sir?” a waiter informed the two of them of his presence.

ned, noticing the plate of food he was holding, couldn’t help but inspect.

“what’s in it?” he questioned.

“goat cheese, watercress and pancetta.” the waited responding like he had been told the information at birth.

peters eyebrows raised at the amount of flavours tony had requested. well he wasn’t surprised, come on tony’s a billionaire, he’d spend all the wedding money on the food if he could.

ned looked at the food and back up at the waiter, a permanent frown resting on his face.

“thats not food!” he shook his head slowly.

watching the waiter pass him, he muttered “no, i don’t, no...”

peter sent the waiter an apologetic look as if he was insulted by his best friends words.

ned hit his best friend on the arm, gaining his attention back on him rather than the grooms daughter.

“everything’s different here!” he whined.

“i want to go home!” ned insisted, throwing his arms around.

peter shook his head, however ned continued. “i-i miss my family, i miss the school, don’t, don’t question why i miss that!”

“i cant even remember what betty looks like!” he cried like he was in mortal danger.

peter let out a big sigh, “ned, it’s been three days.”

“okay, you’re just a little homesick. okay, would you just try to relax and just... just enjoy yourself” peter knew how much this day meant for tony, the guy wouldn’t stop ranting to the poor kid about it.

ned squinted his eyes, pointing a finger a peters face. “you’re different here too.”

peter leaned back while pulling a face as if he had just been accused of being spiderman. like, who thinks of that!

“you’re mean in england.”

ned stormed off as peter held his hands up in defence. he really couldn’t mess this day up for mr stark being best man and all.

he set himself a few rules before coming on the trip:

1) try to memorise your toast off by heart, and add funny jokes!!

2) try not to get too drunk so you dance around in your spiderman suit

3) try your best at holding a conversation, don’t make it awkward... basically don’t act weird peter?

4) try your hardest at not staring at y/n that night because mr stark will literally kill you

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standing up, peter got ready to make his toast.

all eyes turned to him, well that didn’t help his stress. you looked next to you as peter stood up, sending him a ‘good luck’ smile.

as soon as peter saw that smile, he forgot his whole speech. time to improvise.

“um, i’d like to toast to mr st- tony and pepper,” he began stuttering.

“of course my big toast will be tomorrow at the wedding so this is kind of my little toast, or melba toast if you will.” he paused for a laugh.

no one laughed. everyone just looked at each other questioning what he meant. you had to restrain yourself from cringing already.

with peters smirk falling, he cleared his throat ready to continue.

“okay. i’ve known tony for a not-so-long time.. well long time for me. not really long for him because he’s in his- you know what i’m going to move on.” he corrected himself.

“actually, i knew him when he was going out with that woman and i thought things were really going to work out for them until the day he overinflated her.” peter let out a forced laugh, trying to get the audience to laugh with him, not at him.

peters gaze went to you to see your head in your hands, clearly cringing at him.

suddenly feeling embarrassed, he let out a strained “oh, dear god.”

“and i’m sure we are all very excited that tony and pepper are getting married at montgomery hall. i mean to think, my friend.. you’re my friend right mr stark?” the poor boy whisper to the uncomfortable adult who had to witness the kid he called an avenger embarrass himself like this.

tony quickly nodded, letting peter go back to his speech “ my friend getting married in monty hall.”

the silence was suffocating everyone in the room.

peter was now aggravated, “oh come on. monty hall? let’s make a deal! come on you people!”

you had to literally dodge his flailing arms he expressed while yelling at all the poor guest. you would definitely have to apologise to tony about this later.

“all right, forget it! congratulations tony and pepper.” he sulked, falling back into his seat.

rule number one AND three failed.

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you and peter were sat close together, you sat upright while he had his head in one hand, hiding from everyone he had just embarrassed himself in front of.

“i was laughing” you tried to convince him.

“out loud?” he whined, although finding your attempts to make him feel better sweet.

letting out a deep sigh, “well i didn’t want everyone to think i was stupid!”

peter chuckled at your response, lifting his head to look at you. you gave him a comforting smile, him returning the gesture.

“so how you doing?” he said trying to move the subject off of him.

looking back at your father, you shook your head “my fathers driving me crazy. but he’s getting married. i’m happy!”

removing your gaze off your father, you faced peter to see that he had been looking at you the whole time.

“i’m not going to let anything spoil that” you smiled.

hearing footsteps behind you, your body turned the direction you thought it came in. you were met with a tall blonde girl, dress bunched up at the thighs, clearly drunk off her ass.

stumbling into the seat next to you, the girl slurred “i just wanted to say that tony is a wonderful man.”

pointing to peter, you responded “thanks? we like him.”

her face turned into a realisation, “my god. you were clearly an accident with one of his hook ups!”

laughing loudly, she patted you on the shoulder “don’t blame the mother for handing you over!”

your face fell, pushing the intoxicated girl off your arm lightly, you faced peter to see him with an also uncomfortable expression.

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it wasn’t a surprise you found yourself at the drinks section.

peter followed you helplessly, trying to get the words of that nasty woman out of your head.

“she was hammered okay, there’s no way someone would give you up like that.” peter practically begged you to forget the nonsense you had just heard.

“then why would she say it?” you complained, grabbing another bottle to down like the previous.

“because she’s insane, okay! she came up to me earlier and thanked me for my very moving performance in titanic!” he exclaimed, although none of this was making you feel better.

shaking your head, you turned away from peter “oh, my fathers right. i’m never gunna get married.”

peter scoffed immediately, “you know what? that is... who wouldn’t want you?”

oh that’s rule number 4 broken. way to go peter!

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tony sprinted into peters room, yelling unknown words that would definitely annoy the neighbours.

pushing peters door open, tony screamed at the top of his lungs “i’m getting married today! whoo- hoo!”

the loud noise startled peter, pulling the covers up his bare chest even more.

“morning mr stark” he matched tony’s noise level.

“i’m getting married today!”

“yeah you are!”

“whoo-hoo!”

tony cheerfully skipped out peters room and headed for steve and natasha’s room to do the same to them.

once the door shut, your head came out from under the covers, with messed up hair and the clothes you had on from last night, on the floor.

“do you think he knew i was here?”

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there will be a part two!!

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐘’𝐒 𝐖𝐄𝐃𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐓𝐖𝐎

summary: peter and y/n stepped a little over the friendship boundaries last night, what does this mean for them? they don’t have time to think, it’s tony stark’s wedding day.

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warnings: sex references, fluff and that’s pretty much it!

based off the friends episode, The One With Ross’ Wedding: Part 2.

the part two to this!

peter parker x fem!stark!reader

dont steal any of my work, thanks!

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did you really just sleep with your best friend?

or your fathers intern? on his wedding day.

oh god, were you screwed.

both of you were sat up against the headboard of the bed, neither of you saying anything. just an awkward silence between the two of you.

the covers were pulled up against your chest, not quite ready for him to see you in such a vulnerable state while you were both sober.

“well, i- ive never done that with you before!” peter chuckled, you laughing along.

but the awkward silence crept up at you again, neither of you knowing exactly what to say.

what do you say to the guy you just slept with while you were drunk and unstable? ‘thanks?’ oh no, no, you do not say that.

“..nope!” you laughed dryly, feeling the need to respond to the boy wrapped up in the covers next to you.

“so, erm, how are you? hi, are you okay?” he winced at hearing his own words. failing rule number 3 all over again, making the conversation awkward.

suddenly taking interest to the wall next to you, you muttered “yep, yep.. you?”

“oh yes!” he said a little too enthusiastically, “yes, yes, uh huh.. you?”

he turned to you when he said that, this was the first time you had made eye contact since you had stumbled into his room and got lost in each other.

you furrowed your brows at him, “we did you.” he stated. you nodded along with him.

“well, i better get going”

“oh yeah absolutely!”

you began shuffling over to the end of the bed, stopping when you were now fully awake that you were completely naked under his cover.

trying to manoeuvre your way out of the bed without exposing yourself to him, turned out to be a struggle.

“could.. could you not look?” you sighed after realising that there was no way of getting out of this situation without making it awkward for the both of you.

slowly turning his head away from you, he said “i don’t want to look” a little bit too forceful.

if there was a top ten chart for the most awkward situations ever, this would at least make it to the top five.

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peter came out of the bathroom, previously being in the shower. he had a robe wrapped around his dripping body and white socks pulled up.

ned stood up off his bed hearing his best friends’ presence.

“hey, have you seen y/n?” he asked casually.

peter stood back and immediately answered “i’m not seeing y/n!”

peters eyes were wide, and his skin suddenly became very hot. a confused ned was taken aback by his friends change in attitude.

the room became silent again, the awkward silences really are a part of peter.

“what?”

“what?”

the two of them practically had a stare off in that moment, neither of them really knowing what the other meant.

“look whatever, we got to find her the ceremony is soon!”

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you trailed behind natasha and steve, all three of you gawking at the scenery.

the place was light up with fairy lights, chairs placed so specifically facing towards the altar.

you could only wish your wedding would look like this.

“psst, y/n” you heard next to you.

“you bet your ass i’m going to make your wedding look better” natasha winked, a smile wide on your face.

“better than this? come on nat, that’s pretty hard to beat.” you scoffed, how could you want anything more than what is here right now.

“we have our ways” steve included himself in the conversation.

“we aren’t kidding, y/n. we would have you there with you soon-to-be husband,” she pointed to the main centrepiece, “guests right here!” steve clapped his hands, getting over excited.

“oh, and people like your dad, us, peter-“

“peter?” you squeaked.

steve and nat both turned to you, “why would i care were peter is?” you forced out.

a fake laugh erupted from the back of your throat, both nat and steve stared you down with furrowed brows.

“you know, uh...” you began fiddling with you hands.

“sometimes i don’t even like peter!” you scoffed nonchalantly, only confusing the couple even more.

they both nodded as if they agreed, “okay?”

could this day be any more awkward?

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the wedding had begun.

all the guests were sitting in the once empty chairs you pointed out, the scent of burning candles flooding your senses. the band playing ever so beautifully topped the whole scene off.

you father, tony stark, was actually getting married. you couldn’t be more proud of him, any happier for him.

walking down the isle, arms linked with non other than the boy you had slept with just that night before, peter parker.

to say you were uncomfortable was an understatement.

leaning over your shoulder ever so slightly, he whispered “what we did last night was...”

“stupid” you finished for him.

he shook his head and laughed, “totally crazy and stupid.”

joining in on the laugh, you chucked “what were we thinking?”

leaning into your touch even more, “but i’m coming to your room tonight, right?”

you licked your lips as you felt a smirk forming on your face, “oh yeah, definitely”

and you walked to your designated spaces.

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so i didn’t want it to go over even more so... part three??

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐘’𝐒 𝐖𝐄𝐃𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄

summary: peter and y/n just want some time alone, but with avengers left and right, this seems to be a struggle for the teens.

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based off the friends episode, The One With Ross’ Wedding: Part 2.

peter parker x fem!stark!reader

warnings: basically they are trying to find a place to have sex? embarrassment (but when is there not), and fluff!

part one, part two.

word count: 1.5K +

please don’t steal any of my work, thanks!

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the wedding was truly beautiful.

seeing your father marry the woman he would brag about to you the second he got home from their date, brought a few tears to your eyes.

but now it was your favourite part of the day, the food.

the after party was in swing, guests dancing with one and other and the usual bucky and sam arguing in the background.

you felt a hand tug you away from your meal. unimpressed, you turned around to be faced with your favourite brunette.

he was scratching the back of his head while walking closer to you, “hey..” he started off.

you repeated his words, looking around you to see if anyone was watching this encounter happening. because if they were, they could easily read your faces and instantly know what happened last night.

“oh, wow, i hope you don’t take this the wrong way but.” your heart dropped at his words, already knowing what he was about to say.

“i know we had plans to meet up tonight, and..” he scoffed at himself, but he knew this what he had to do for everything to go back to normal.

“ah, i’m just, i’m kind of worried about what it might do to our friendship.”

nodding your head slowly, you agreed to the boy in front of you. both of you had clearly shown you were ashamed of what you had previously done over this day. “i know” you said quietly.

“how could we have let this happen?” you looked up to him.

“seven times!” he growled, you doing the same.

with your stark brain, you came up with an excuse that you benefit both of you. “well, you know, look. we were away.”

peter smirked at you and your ways, “in a foreign, romantic country.” he winked.

giving him the utensils you were just using to scoop up your food onto the plate, you said “i blame london” while shrugging your shoulders.

peter whacked the food with the utensil you just gave him, yelling “bad london!”

most guests looked over at the two of you, wondering why in hell peter had just hit the mashed potatoes.

“so, look, um while we’re still in london,” you mentioned. “i mean, we can keep doing it right?”

peter was ecstatic with your thought, “well, i don’t see that we have a choice!” he nodded over enthusiastically.

walking around you, he leaned towards the other row of food stacked on the table. still holding his conversation with you, “but when we are back, we don’t do it.” you raised your eyebrows, nodding in his direction, “only here.”

neither of you spoke for a moment, both processing your words. wondering, did you really want to stop this when you got back?

“you know, i saw a wine cellar downstairs…” he whispered in your ear, trying to ignore the odd looks from natasha who was staring down the young avengers.

“meet you there in two minutes.”

“kay!” peter threw his plate into the food, skipping joyfully out of the room.

the black widow made her way over to you, as you frantically checked your appearance for the boy waiting downstairs for you.

you felt nat tap you on the back, turning around quickly, you were met with the classic smirk plastered on her face.

“i gotta ask you a question.” she inquired.

“now?” you spoke quickly, wishing to waste no time without being wrapped up in peters arms.

“you know, there are a lot of handsome guys here, don’t you think?” she winked, wanting to investigate this sudden change in dynamic with the spider boy.

you gulped, “really? wow i, i didn’t notice!” you coughed. of course you didn’t look at the other people here, you had the one you wanted waiting for you right now.

you didn’t listen to natasha’s words after yours, you were too busy trying to fix the dress you had on, trying to show off your best features.

noticing nat was still talking, you gripped her shoulders “nat, i cant listen right now i’m sorry! i need to go to the toilet, bye!” you rushed off, leaving the romanoff to only look further into the investigation with you and peter.

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after waiting in the wine cellar for a total 30 minutes, you got frustrated and returned to where you previously were.

you were surprised to see peter back at the table off food considering he was the one that suggested to go down there in the first place.

“where were you? we were supposed to meet in the wine cellar?” you ran up to the boy, hovering by his side.

“forget it. that’s off.” he responded in a monotone voice, frustrated too.

“why?” you asked almost desperately, you wanted him and now her doesn’t want you?

“the next tour of the wine cellar will commence in two mi- i- inutes..” you heard a extremely drinker thor yell right in your ear from behind you.

all your worries of peter not wanting you were washed out after the drunken asgardain’s laughter filled the hall, peter smiling at you in the process.

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walking down the hall to your room, you and peter were holding hands while discussing all the things you could do.

“look in the middle of everything, if i scream the word ‘yippee’ just ignore me.” he spoke like is was dead serious, you laughing at his antics.

you unlocked your door to your room you were staying in for the mean time, peters handing hot on your back, begging for you already.

the last person you expected to see sat on your bed was sam wilson.

you and peter let out the most comical gasps someone possibly could, “oh my god, sam. hi!”

“oh hello, sam” peter coughed awkwardly.

“y/n.” he said sternly, no joke, your heart stopped.

“nat told me your were sleeping with someone.” he said crossing his arms while staring you down.

your eyes widened as peter choked on his own spit.

“w-what?” you whispered, wondering how in the hell she figured this out, and told sam!

“she noticed you sneaking out, at first i thought you were sleeping with bucky-“

peters jaw clenched, “not bucky.” her swallowed.

“i know it wasn’t bucky, spider boy. that old man hasn’t left my side and there’s no way he would be able to score you!” he pointed at you, while squinting his eyes at peter.

you didn’t exactly know what to say. as normal, an awkward silence flooded the room.

“so, y/n, who is this lucky man?” he jumped up and down, clapping his hands together ready for the answer.

you instantly shook your head, “no, no! i’m not sleeping with anyone right now!”

sam hit his hands on the bedside table, “damn it! should have never trusted that red head!” he scoffed.

suddenly the phone rang, it was bucky asking where sam was ironically. while sam was preoccupied with the former winter soldier, you and peter snuck out the room.

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hey new readers 09/01/22!!

i’m picking this series back up soon and it is NOT discontinued, see you soon <3

how peter would confess his feelings [ blurb? ]

pairing: peter parker x reader

warnings: swearing but other than that, none just a lot whole of fluff

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• how it started :

• one day peter had came into school with a goal.

• he wanted to ask you out.

• what set it off? ever since that day you handed him that pencil that blossomed your friendship in first grade, he had fell in love with you from there. he couldn't take anymore.

• but how does he know he loves you?

• well, for example - your smile is the only thing he can really think about. you're perfect in his eyes.

• and when the time came let's just say he was a nervous, and anxious mess. he was scared of rejection. he was scared of embarrassment. he was scared of losing his best friend. but he was confident and he couldn't take the ache in his heart of you not being his.

• so he thought why not give it a chance?

• as you had many friends, it was hard to get you alone. but somehow with the help of Ned and MJ

• they always work wonders, so what's new?

• peter asked to talk to you outside of the room.

• he then lead you to down the hallway, to your left, away from the view of anyone from your point of view

• "So, Peter what is up?"

• "I-I just I wanted to say" "I-I uh"

• he was trying to prolong himself from rejection he was expecting

• "Take your time Peter. I'll listen" you told him with that same comforting smile peter loved oh so dearly

• that's when peter finally achieved a level of confidence that he wouldn't and couldn't back out from now

• so he finally spoke, clearly way more than planned

• "I like you Y/N. And I mean like like you. I have feelings for you. I think Iove you? Like more than friends. Oh no. I am sorry. I didn't mean too tell you that. God, what have I done. I am sorry I just ruined our friend-"

• "Can I kiss you?"

• peter was then interrupted by pure shock, his jaw basically becoming unhinged, even he was currently trying to hold back his clear shock

• does this mean you like him back? either way he eagerly nodded

• you came closer, and put your hand behind his head

• then your lips landed on his

• peter didn't really know how to kiss, but he kissed back

• he was confused yet so happy. it felt like he was dreaming

• your lips moved in rhythm, as if they connected a piece in a puzzle that has finally been solved

• peter even placed his hand on your cheek

• if peter wasn't blushing before, he definitely was now. the butterflies that fluttered in his stomach were now basically erupting with excitement

• and to you it felt like sparks flying

• peter and you pulled apart for some air. peter looked down completely flustered

• you cupped peter's cheek making him look you in the eye

• "If it isn't already clear, I love you too, Peter."

• he wouldn't have traded this moment for anything in this world. you could say the same.

• little did you know, Ned and MJ were both around the corner watching it go down

• "About fucking time."

• "Agreed."