Tom Holland and Peter Parker one-shots 4.0

My girl (Peter Parker)

Requested by starrr238: Y/N and Peter have a baby girl, and not long after she's born, Y/N falls asleep and Peter looks after the baby. When Y/N wakes up, 'My Girl' by the Temptations is playing, and Peter is holding their baby whilst singing along.

"Come on, baby girl, don't cry when daddy comes home, mommy has you, you're okay." I cooed, my eyes on my gorgeous two-week old baby as she cried and whimpered. Scarlett looked up at me with eyes that were identical to her father's, the orbs glassy with tears as she cried.

"Baby? I'm home!" As if on cue, I heard the front door open, and Peter's voice called out. Within seconds, he appeared at the door, my husband's lips curling into his ever beautiful smile as his eyes landed on his daughter.

"Hello, my little princess!" He gasped as he reached out and gently picked her up from my arms before putting her against his shoulder.

"Hey, angel. You okay?" Peter smiled at me, making me return it as he leant in and gently kissed me.

"Yeah, it's been a quiet day. What about you? How was the team?" I asked.

"It was fine, did an easy mission and that was about it. Just waited for the whole day to come back to my beautiful wife and amazing daughter." He smiled, making me playfully roll my eyes and smirk as he leant in and kissed her head. Peter and I had been together for ten years, since he had joined my dad's team aged fifteen. We had been married for the last three years, and two weeks ago, we had welcomed our first baby together. Scarlett was already the love of our lives, the beautiful baby daughter already having Peter's eyes and my nose from the second that she was born. Both of us were completely in love with her, but I could already tell that she was a daddy's girl through and through. I was of course still on maternity leave, and if it were up to Peter, he would also still be on paternity leave, but the team had needed him back for missions, and so reluctantly, my husband was now back at work. But every single day that he'd been back since Scarlett had been born, she would go straight into his arms, and he wouldn't let her go. He loved her too much to let her go, and I loved the bond that my husband and daughter already shared.

"Have you fed her recently?" Peter mumbled, one of his hands supporting her bum and the other soothingly rubbing up and down her back as he looked down at the baby who was fighting to stay awake against his shoulder.

"No, her last bottle was a couple of hours ago. You want to feed her?" I asked.

"Baby, is that even a question?" He scoffed, making me smirk and shake my head as I grabbed a bottle from the fridge and handed it to Peter. One of Peter's favourite things to do was to feed Scarlett, my husband loving the way that his daughter would look up at him with his own eyes as she'd also grip one of his fingers.

"Thanks, babe." Peter mumbled as he took the bottle from me, his eyes on our baby as he gently re-positioned her from his shoulder so that she was now cradled in one of his arms. His lips spread into a playful gasp as he lowered the bottle. He put it to Scarlett's mouth and she started to drink within seconds, our baby falling silent as she ate.

"That's it, my beautiful girl, eat up, is that so yummy?" He cooed, making me smile and bite my lip as Scarlett looked up at her dad with the most love-filled eyes that I'd ever seen.

"Now that she's in good hands, I'm going to go and take a nap because I'm fucking tired. You'll be okay looking after her alone, won't you?" I checked as I put my hand on Peter's chest.

"Of course I will be, angel, Scar and daddy are going to have an amazing time together, aren't we, princess?" He smiled down at her, making her return it back at him as they looked at each other.