peter parker/tom holland imagines

make it up to you | p.p.

if you don't like the dress above you can choose something else lolz 

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you'd barely gotten any sleep last night, that's how excited you were for this. today was your's and peter's anniversary, and you simply couldn't wait. the moment your alarm went off, you were smiling.

despite the fact you'd gone to bed extra late last night, because you were finishing up peter's gift, you didn't have any problems waking up. you brushed your teeth first, deciding to take a quick shower after.

you didn't normally dress up, but today was an exception. you also weren't a dress type of girl, but today was an exception for that, too. adding some makeup, (including eyeliner because that was a must), you declared yourself ready.

you were bouncing on you toes, on the verge of squealing. peter had promised that there was something waiting for you.

and you loved suprises.

"ms. y/n," friday spoke, "your father is asking if you'd like a ride to school."

"um... sure! tell him i'll be right there, okay? thanks!"

you grabbed your backpack, swinging it over you shoulder before exiting your room and getting in the elevator.

"hey, peanut," he smiled, kissing the top of your head. "whatcha all dressed up for? a boy?" he asked, very well knowing you already had a boyfriend, wiggling his eyebrows.

you rolled your eyes, "no! well, yes. it's me and peter's anniversary."

"two years right? gotta hand it to him."

"what?"

"well, as your father, i must say that dealing with you certainly isn't the easiest."

"hey!" you frowned, swatting him.

"and i'm guessing the gift is for him, too?"

"yes! wanna see?"

"sure," he said, taking the object out of the bag. you blushed deeply, waiting for him to say something.

"it's a scrapbook," you said quietly.

in it were your's and peter's most intimate moment, ones where love was fulling the the frame. some were taken by peter, and some by you. there was an assortment, in no particular order, and stickers and doodles decorated the sides, filling up the spaces.

"wow, peanut," he said, looking up, "this is really sweet, how long did it take?"

"you shrugged, 2-3."

"hours? that's it?"

"...months."

he gaped, "pepper never did anything like this for me!" to friday he said, "hey, fri, tell pep we need to have a talk."

"ew! dad!"

"come on, i got somewhere to be, sweet-pea."

"where?"

"i dunno, just some lame meeting."

"hey... daddy?" you asked, after getting settled in the car.

"uh-huh?"

"you think... you think he'll like it?"

"he'd be stupid not to."

you nodded wordlessly, and the rest of the ride there was in silence, not a uncomfortable one. after a bit, the car stopped and you got out.