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Oh my gosh, this was waay to freakin cute! I loved!!!!!

Daylight // p.p x reader

summary : soulmates can meet at a funny time, you know? all this time Peter thought his love was black and white, it’s golden. like d a y l i g h t.

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warnings - mentions of explosions, bruises, panic

Oh god, he’s too young! 

Peter always wonders what the age difference between him and his soulmate must be to get such a reaction out of her in their very first meeting. He never really felt attracted to older women, and he just can’t understand how he’s going to spend the rest of his life with somebody who thinks he’s “too young”.  

He’s been dreading the time someone actually says that to him, because what if it’s a teacher, or some lady walking down the street commenting on his boyishness? But he also wants to find out who his soulmate is real bad. 

What would he think of her when he first sees her, how would he react to her calling him too young? He just wants to find his soulmate already. Sometimes, it feels like the universe doesn’t want him to meet her at all, he’s been waiting for so long and he’s getting so desperate now.

But he trusts the universe, see - he’s hopeful that way. Maybe his better half is just a couple years older than him, maybe he doesn’t have anything to worry about. Or maybe she’s decades older than him, he has no clue. He secretly hopes that she’s not that old, it’d be weird to date someone the same age as May. 

God, he sure hopes that’s not the case.

He just knows he’s going to come to love her. She’s going to be amazing, wonderful - and hopefully, she’ll love him back. Meant to be, after all - right? And he keeps counting minutes, hours, days, years until he finally meets you, because he’s a little desperate to see you now. 

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And suddenly all the love songs were about you

peter parker x reader

in which you borrow Peter's sweater and find his ipod with a playlist of your name 💌

includes ! fluff , set after nwh.

word count - 2,3k

–> can u guys believe im posting cause i can't :") wrote something similar for druig months ago and thought how cute it would be with toms peter so here we are <3 hope u guys enjoy! pls excuse any mistakes ty the playlist

mlist | reqs open.

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peter's life had quite literally been turned upside down, he had no one to call his until you walked into his life. you gave him hope, you made him feel like truly living again, you made him feel like himself again. it wasn't like he didn't miss his old friends and all the people that knew him- he still missed them and still longed for them but you made it bearable, you made him feel that it will be okay, he will be okay.

you and peter were sat in the library, studying together for the upcoming test you both had, peter looked up to see your eyebrows scrunched together in concentration, the tip of your pencil slowly tapping against your lips. peter noticed the way your face relaxed when you understood something as you noted it down, peter noticed how you smiled whenever he greeted you, peter noticed your perfume and the way you always hugged him and the way you always made hearts on your notes. you made peter feel like home. something he hadn't felt since michelle and him shared those two weeks. those two weeks which meant the entire world to him were kind of fading away as his heart took over you, how he slowly started to forget them and they only existed as a fragment of his memory. now he longed for every single moment with you.

"y/n?" he spoke quietly, making you look up from your book.

"yes pete?" you replied.

peter smiled softly, he loved it when you called him that, it made him feel like he was in love, maybe he was, "I just, thank you. I know I say it a lot but just you make me feel normal again after everything I just, really- yeah, thank you." he spoke softly, peter hadn't told you in detail or in many words but you understood that he lost the people he loved and they weren't coming back, you didn't ask questions and held him as he cried and sought comfort.

"peter, it's fine, really" you assured, "I'm here to stay."

"thank you." he replied, a smile on his face.

you smiled back, your eyes down on your notes again, you wrapped your arms against yourself slowly rubbing yourself, new york sure got cold quickly. peter noticed you getting cold, just like he noticed everything else. he pulled his black sweater from his bag and handed it to you, "here, you seem cold, wear this." he said, a small smile on his face.

"oh, what- no, peter, it's fine. it's not that cold anyway and what if you get cold later you know it's just fine-"

"y/n just take it please? it's alright I'm not cold anyway."

"peter i-"

"y/n please?" he insists, with a sigh you mutter out a small okay and take it, pulling it over your head. "better?" he asked.

"yeah" you replied, "thank you pete." you smiled softly.

"don't worry about it." he replied, beaming.

you and peter studied and talked every now and then with him stealing glances at you, it was around six thirty pm, the closing time of the library when the librarian told you to leave, sighing you picked up your books and followed peter outside.

"will you hold my bag so i can remove the sweater-"

"won't you be cold if you return it right now? it's even colder now then it was before!" he exclaimed.

"I'll be fine pete my dorm's just a short walk away!" you replied.

"nope, you'll be cold, just return it back to me tomorrow? and no don't say that I'll need it cause believe it or not I do have more sweaters." he replied cheekily.

you smiled sighing, "alright peter, I'll see you tomorrow! get home safe!" you said, smiling warmly.

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you entered your dorm and quickly turned the heater on, kicking your sneakers off you climbed on your bed, your bag on the floor. once the room was warm enough you pulled out peter's sweater, taking in the way he smelled, you smiled softly hugging the sweater. you felt something in the pockets of his sweater, curious, you reached for it revealing an ipod.

smiling to yourself, you started the ipod. of course peter parker still uses an ipod. you scrolled through his playlists stopping suddenly as you found one titled with your name and a heart. your heart picked up its paces your breath quickened, your finger hovered over your name. both nervous and excited to open it.

"theres no way this could be bad right?" you whispered to yourself, your finger almost touching the screen.

taking a deep breath you opened the playlist and scrolled through all the songs, pleasantly surprised on how every single song was a love song. no one thinks about a friend while listening to 'enchanted' right? you pressed play and laid down on your bed, clutching the sweater tightly against your chest, thinking about how were you going to ask peter about this or just... act normal when you see him again tomorrow for class.

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while you were debating on ways to ask peter about this thing and laying on bed listening to the playlist he made while thinking of you, the one he listened to religiously everyday as he daydreamed about what it would like to call you his and kiss you and hold your hand, he was back at his apartment frantically searching for his ipod. peter flipped his stuff around and still couldn't find it, totally unknown to fact that he left it in the sweater he gave you, he thought he must have lost it or forgotten it at library. sighing he laid on his bed, his eyes closed as thought about you while the song 'love grows' replayed in his head. peter hummed the song the song as he thought about dancing with you to that song in his apartment, peter smiled brightly, his eyes still closed as he imagined the same scene over and over until he gradually fell asleep.

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the next day came quicker then you wanted it too, you couldn't exactly figure out how you were going to just walk up to your best friend and say, "oh yeah so i found a playlist on your ipod with my name cause i was snooping cause you left it in the sweater I borrowed and it has all love songs so are you going to kiss me or i should i kiss you?" sadly, that's not how it worked and you needed to find a proper way to ask him about this, which was harder than you thought it would be.

you and peter shared your second and last class on friday, usually you looked forward to classes with him but today you were dreading them. it's not that you were scared that he didn't actually like you- the playlist was enough proof that he did but the way your heart fluttered knowing that he honestly liked you made you nervous. how were you even supposed to act now? were you supposed to play it cool or act a bit flirty hoping he'd get the hint? you were incredibly lost.

"hey y/n!" you heard peter's voice as he jogged over to you outside your class, leaning in to give you a hug from which you pulled away quicker then you should've. peter's eyebrows scrunched together in confusion for a second. you gave him a nervous smile, "hi peter" you spoke, reaching for your bag and pulling out his sweater, handing it to him quickly, "thanks for this." you said, giving him a small smile.

peter picked up on your nervous behavior, your timidness, the way you pulled away quickly, the way you didn't call him 'pete'. peter knew something was wrong.

he walked in the class, you long gone not waiting for him. he was glad to see a seat free next you. he quickly stumbled over, "can i sit here?" he asked warmly.

"of course peter why would you even ask that." you replied, laughing nervously.

"you just seem....different." he replied, sitting next you carefully, his eyes on yours- yours roaming around the class ignoring his.

"just tired." you replied.

"if you say so." peter sighed.

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"that's all for today's lecture. partners for the upcoming project are posted on the bulletin board, please remember to submit them on time as they make up for half of your grade this semester." the lecturer spoke as the students starting shuffling. you quickly got up and started to leave for your next class, your hand tightly clutching your bag.

"y/n! wait up!" you heard peter yell, you stopped but didn't turn to his way, it just felt weird.

peter came up to you, standing right in front of you, "we are partners for the project! we could start working today at your dorm if that's fine? we should get started cause it's worth a lot of our grade you know so yeah." he spoke, biting his lip, his hands gripping his bag pack, a glint of nervousness in his eyes.

"of course." you breathed, the same nervous smile taking over your face. "i should get going now I've a class" you spoke quickly and started walking away.

"I'll see you at four at your dorm!" yelled peter as you walked away.

Few hours passed and it was finally four, in between of his classes and spidey duties peter didn't even notice the time slip away while you were aware of every single second that passed. as four pm grew closer your nervousness knew no bounds. peter was going to be in your room, on your bed, with you. it's not like those things hadn't happened before but when they did you didn't know that he liked you and now that you did know it, it changed everything. it changed the way you remembered all the times peter bought you flowers just cause he felt like it. it changed the way you remembered all those sleepovers you had where you just fell asleep on him. friends don't look at friends that way, it was true.

peter started walking to your dorm, the air around new york starting to become colder and the cloud's getting grayer, he felt a gush of wind against his body, the feeling of warmness leaving his body instantly, peter grabbed the sweater from his bag, putting it on he put his hands in the pockets, rubbing them against the warm wool when he felt his ipod on his cold fingers.

peter stopped walking, his eyes went wide as everything clicked. you had seen his playlist on you, it was the only thing that explained your behavior today. peter almost felt as if he was free of a bone crushing secret he had held on for years, you knew by now that when he closed his eyes he pictured you, when he fantasized- you were his fantasy. now you knew, now he was free. but the real question was if you did the same, felt the same.

he reached your dorm and knocked on your door, a new sense of confidence entering his body. he couldn't quite put a finger on how it filled his body- was it your nervousness through out the day around him or was it the way he sensed your breath hitching and your heart racing, either way peter was glad he had it.

you opened the door and smiled anxiously, muttering a small "come in", peter walked past you and you felt an unsettling breeze, peter picked on your heart raced, he smiled to himself- as if he was pleased to be the reason for your anxiousness today (which he was), he sat on the chair across your desk and turned it towards you, you sat on your bed- your hands smoothing out your skirt. "should we get started on the project?" you spoke, your eyes avoiding his.

"yeah, sure, but before that i wanted to ask you something." he spoke, his eyes on you, hands fishing out the ipod.

"what is it?" you spoke quickly, your voice jittery.

"this" he spoke showing the ipod to you, "did you see something on this, something about you perhaps?"

"what? no, what are you even talking about peter? i don't even know what that this!" you defended anxiously.

"don't lie y/n, i know you know." he said quietly, walking up from the chair to your bed.

"know what?" you replied, a breathy, nervous laugh leaving your throat.

"the playlist y/n, you have been acting weird the whole day and then i find this ipod in the pocket of the sweater i lent you." he sat down next to you, "i'm sorry if it made you uncomfortable but i just really like you and those songs are really how i feel, it's okay if you don't-"

"i like you too peter." you stuttered, your face getting hot. suddenly you were aware of how close peter was sitting next to you. how your knees touched and you could feel his breath on your neck.

peter blushed, a soft pink glow covered his face as he smiled sweetly, his hand laid soft against your cheek, "can i kiss you?" he asked, his eyes on yours.

"yes." you replied softly, barely above a whisper.

your eyes closed as his lips gently laid over yours, your hands found his waist and pulling him ever closer as your lips moved in harmony against his.

"i really like you." he said, breaking the kiss, the soft pink glow still on his face, a smile loosely hanging from his lips.

"i really like you too" you replied, beaming.

peter grabbed the ipod and pressed play, he took your hands in his and leaned his forehead against yours, "i really really like you" he said again as 'enchanted' played.

you smiled softly, kissing his nose delicately, "me too."

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