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Umbrella

Pairing: Peter x GN!Reader

Summary: Peter wears an outfit and dances to Umbrella to cheer you up

A/N: you and Peter are older, probably somewhere in your 20s, and the both of you are married

Tiredly walking into the shared apartment, you bump the door shut with your butt whilst throwing your bag near the couch. You sit on the armrest to fall back onto the cushions. A sigh of content escapes.

You had been stuck at work all day, waking up at six to get ready and leaving by seven in the morning. You had ended your ten hour shift moments ago.

Lazily grabbing the remote off the coffee table, the TV turns on to show that it’s on the news. It shows Spider-Man, swinging and working around Queens.

You watch for a few minutes before you feel your eyes start to droop with sleepiness. 

A cold breeze wakes your body up. You tilt your head to see the spider hero climb through the window.

Peter sees you, walks over and kneels in front of you as he slips his mask off, his hair going all over the place. “Bad day at work?” he asks, your nod becoming his answer.

Today, you were a bit late due to traffic. Your boss’ assistant had dump a few things onto you to work on, even if it was the assistant job to do that certain thing. 

Peter kisses your forehead as he stands to his feet and off to your bedroom he goes.

He comes back, still wearing his suit, but he has black boots on his feet, fishnets on his legs, short black shorts resting on his waist and a black singlet over his body, plus a black wig on top of his mask and a umbrella in hand.

You question your husband on what’s he doing whilst trying not to laugh at the sight before you. You move to sit up properly, your legs crossed over each other.

"I’m gonna dance for you to make your day better.”

“But you always make my days better without even doing anything.” He shushes you as the song Umbrella by Rihanna starts to play.

You take your phone out to record him.

You finish the recording once the song ends. You cheer at him, clapping and laughing. “That was amazing.” you stand up from the couch to take the wig and his mask off. 

His chest is heaving for air a little, his face tinted pink.

"Thank you for that.” you drape your arms over his shoulders, your hands resting on his nape. His arms wrap around your waist, bringing your body closer. “Anything for my love.” He presses his lips to yours, as if you two just made a deal.

Backing away from the kiss and your husband, you grab your phone from the couch and saying, “Yeah, you’re gonna let me send that to the team. And let our future kids watch it if they’re feeling down, and if we have kids.”

“Okay.” Peter starts to peel off the clothings off. He pauses as he’s got his suit’s zipper slipping down his body as he had realized what you said. “What?! No!” He chases you around the apartment, his suit slipping off his body. “Too late!”