tom holland imagines

Meeting the Parents (Peter Parker)

D/n- Dad's name or you can just use your stepdad's name if you have one (Like myself)

M/n- Mother's name

L/n- Last name

Just like any other couples, you have to meet the parents. Y/n and Peter have been dating for 5 months but it would be 6 months soon. Peter was so anxious about meeting them and scared they wouldn't like him.

Peter and Y/n stood in front of Y/n's childhood home. They stood there while Peter was trying to get the courage to knock on the door. "They're not gonna like me." he states sighing about to turn around. Y/n grabbed his shoulder and turned him back around.

"You'll do fine." Y/n reassured him and she knocked on the door. Peter looked at her like a madman. Y/n giggled and the door swung open. Y/n's mother stood there smiling. "Hey sweetie" she went to hug Y/n and she gladly accepted.

They both pulled away and she looked at Peter. "Oh, I'm Spid-Peter" he caught himself blushing nervously as Y/n snorted and Y/n's mother looked at her curiously. "Nice to meet you, come on in." she stepped aside. Peter and Y/n walked in and took there jackets off and hanged them on the coat rack.

"D/n, They're here." Y/n's mother yelled down the hall. He walked down the hall and looked  Peter up and down with curios eyes as Peter stood there fidgeting. They all sat at the dining room table and ate the chicken Y/n's mother had made. There was a little silence until Y/n's mom tried to break the ice.

"So Peter, do you have a job?" Y/n's mother smiled at him across the table. "Yes Mrs. L/n, I actually work at the daily bugle." He replied smiling at his response and thinking of how Jameson hates Spider-Man.

"That's wonderful and please call me M/n." She looked at him, and then looked over to Y/n's father who was picking at his food. M/n kicked him under the table and got his attention.

Y/n sighed waiting to hear what her father had to say. "So have you guys had sex yet?" He bluntly asked.

Peter nearly choked on his chicken and Y/n had to pat his back to help him out. "Sir trust me, we haven't." He coughed trying to get his throats cleared from his near death.

The rest of the dinner was kind of silent as everyone ate. Y/n held Peter's hand under the table reassuring him. The night then came to a close. "Peter it was so nice to meet you." M/n said leading him and Y/n shortly following behind. Before Peter could leave.

Y/n's father pulled him aside, Y/n waited for Peter at the door as they both talked.

"If you hurt her, I promise kid we will find you." Her father stated glaring at him. "Yes sir" he swallowed, "Call me D/n." he stuck his hand out his lips going up into a small smile.

Peter shook his hand smiling at him. Peter and Y/n finally made it back to the car, both of the, in one piece.

"See it wasn't that bad." Y/n smiled at him and kissed him on the cheek.

A/n- hope you like it. Don't know why but I had a lot of writer's block on this one. :(