Marvel Imagines

Peter Parker x Reader

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   PETER'S POV

  As I went to get my next picture for my article, I figured I should check on Y/N first, see how she's doing. When I made my way to her house, her next-door neighbor walked out of their house and I noticed Y/N sitting on the porch.
  She was sketching something, but I wasn't close enough to see what. Her neighbor sent her a wave, which Y/N gladly returned. Then, she quickly returned to her drawing. I smiled and quickly changed out of my suit. I threw on something comfortable and jumped down a few good feet away from her.

  I was sure Y/N heard me, because she stopped shading and lifted her head.

   Y/N'S POV

  I let out a sigh as I tried to shade Spider-Man. I really missed Peter, even though he could've been too busy to come and see me today. As I tried to push away my sudden depression, I heard what sounded like someone landing softly on the ground in front of me.
  I lifted my head, and Peter stood there. I squealed and dropped my pencil, before I put my sketchbook down. I ran to Peter. Peter ended up falling back. I immediately attacked him in kisses and wouldn't let him breathe. Peter kissed back, and I pouted when he pulled away.
    
  Peter chuckled and said,"Why so happy, N/N? You miss me that much?"

  I nodded and went to lean back in, but Peter stopped me. I really did not want him to have to leave again.

  Peter noticed my frown and cupped my face saying slightly worried,"Babe, are you sure you're feeling okay? You seem a little clingy today."

  I sighed and played with Peter's jacket, while I buried my face in his shirt. I smiled at taking in his cologne. Peter wrapped his arms around me and kissed my forehead. I don't know why I was so clingy, but maybe it was because I really wanted him to stay.

  Peter looked me in the eyes and I took off his glasses, before I put them on my own face. Peter smiled down at me and lifted my chin.

  He kissed my nose and put his forehead on mine saying,"You look absolutely beautiful in my glasses, N/N. Is that me?"

  Peter tried to peek over my shoulder, but I really did not want him seeing it yet. Not until I was done with it.

  Peter pouted and took it as me being secretive and sighed saying,"I'm gonna go check on Harry and Mary Jane for a little bit. I'll be right back."

  Once I heard Mary Jane's name, I frowned and jumped on Peter's back. Peter tried to pull me off, but I wrapped my legs around his waist and tightened my grip around him.
      
  Peter sighed and said,"Baby, please get off of me. We can talk about this later, but I really need to go."

  I tightened my grip even more. Peter pulled me off and sat me down in my chair, before he quickly swung off.
  I walked inside my house and sat down on the sofa, before I eventually fell asleep in my own thoughts and tears.

   HOURS LATER...

  I woke up to sweat pouring down my forehead and tears falling down my face. While I pushed myself out of bed, I heard knocking on my terrace doors.
  I slowly opened the curtains and the doors, before I saw Spider-Man hanging there. He slowly got down and held a pizza in his hand.

  I sniffed saying,"Thanks, Pete, but I'm not hungry."

  Peter said,"Baby, it's date night, remember? I finally got the right thing and...Hey, were you crying? Y/N, come here. Y/N, please look at me."

  I refused to turn my head and let Peter see me. I became focused on everything else going on outside. However, Peter lifted my chin and looked at me.

  Peter frowned and said,"No, no, beautiful, please don't cry. What's the matter? Did someone hurt you?"

  I nodded and Peter put his hands over mine, while I looked down saying,"Spider-Man did when I saw him visiting Mary Jane instead of me. I waited hours, and he never came. Peter, my heart hurts. Tell me you didn't forget about me."

  Peter didn't know what to say and I tripped, trying to put some space between us. I screamed at feeling the loss of ground underneath my feet and the rush of the wind against my face. I closed my eyes and expected to feel the pressure of the ground against my face, but someone stopped that from happening.

  I opened my eyes, and Spider-Man held me tightly.

  He swung us up back to my terrace, before he softly said,"Hey, I've got you. I mean that. You're everything to me, and you always have been. Not Mary Jane but you Y/N."

  I looked at Spider-Man for a minute, before I slowly lifted the bottom of his mask. Immediately, he closed the space between us.
 
  When the kiss ended, I said,"Sorry about your glasses. Are they broken?"

  Peter looked down and said,"Oh, yeah, they are, but I can get new ones. I am just glad you are still alive right now."

  I smiled at Peter, and he smiled back at me. Peter stayed with me as long as I needed him to. No matter how hard I tried at times, I could never forget how much Spider-Man and Peter Parker truly meant to me.