𝐏𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐗 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 - 𝟓

Drunk Dial ❀

𝐀/𝐍 - All credit goes to the writer webslingingslasher on Tumblr

https://www.tumblr.com/webslingingslasher/740776859213692928?source=share

Parings → Peter Parker x Reader

Warnings → drunk!Peter

Summary → Peter drunkenly confesses something to the reader.

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"Hi, handsome."

"Hiiii, my beautiful, lovely, wickedly pretty girlfriend." You pull your phone back and look down at the contact. Yes, it's Peter. When he said he had plans to hang out with his friends, you didn't expect a drunk dial.

"Hi, Peter. Are you having fun?" You press a finger in your free ear. It's loud, and you're trying to focus on his voice. "So much fun babe! I really miss you though."

"I miss you too, honey. Do you want me to come pick you up? I'll bring you back to May's." You imagine he's shaking his head on the other side of the phone, but you can't hear it, and he misses that part.

"But can I come over after?" You're about to tell him, of course, until he adds a second part. "Unless you're mad at me for what I did."

Peter doesn't drink. You've never seen him drunk. And the first time he lets loose he does something bad? Your head's spinning; you're already thinking of a million devastations.

"What did you do?" You tuck your thumbnail between your teeth and nibble. "Total transparency here, sweetheart. A girl bought me a drink, and I took it."

You wait and nibble harsher. You hear him swear on the other line. You're expecting the 'and...' to come. Instead, "I knew you'd be upset. I promise I didn't flirt with her. I even said I had a girlfriend and I'm not interested, but she did it anyway."

That's it? He called to tell you another girl bought him a drink at a bar?

"Is that all?" You imagine him nodding this time. "Uh huh. She asked what I was drinking, and I told her I don't drink, but she insisted she buy me one of her favorites. It was really good though babe. I think you would like it."

"Is she still talking to you?" Peter hiccups, "No. She went away. Do you want me to find her?" You cut him off, "No! No, do not go find her."

"Okay. I'll stay here. Is it okay if I keep drinking?" You smile softly. He's too cute sometimes.

"Yes, you can keep drinking." You hear a cluster of voices around him, his friends teasing him. It's gentle chirps. It warms your heart to know he has good people around him at all times.

"Okay. I have to go because I don't want to be a simp. I love you."

You giggle, "I love you too, handsome."

You weren't able to even set your phone down before it lit up again. You smile at the contact photo.

"Yes?"

"Can you make spaghetti for when I come over? I really want spaghetti." You laugh. He can finally understand how good it feels to eat when you're drunk.

"Yes, I can do that. I love you. Have fun, okay? Just let me know when you're on your way."

"Okay! And if I get any more drinks bought for me, I'll let you know, because open and honest communication is how we'll stay together forever."

You can't wait until he's a babbling mess in your kitchen.

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