Tom Holland and Peter Parker Imagines.

Best Friends || PP

Word count: 546

You were standing on the edge of rooftop looking at people from the highest point of New York. You felt so free at that moment like there wasn't any problem in your life.

–       Y/N, be careful, please, – your best friend, Peter, begged.

–       Don't worry, Pete, I'm. Anyway, you'll catch, won't you? – you giggled glanced at him.

–       Yeah, – Parker sighed.

You smiled and returnу your gaze to people down there. You loved watching people from such points, they looked like tiny ants. It was funny.

Suddenly, you felt something on your waist. It wasn't an arm, it was web.

–       To your safety, – Peter shrugged at your questioned glance.

After that you came to your friend and sat down, Peter repeated action. You laid head on his shoulder.

You loved moments like this when you're sitting together talking or keeping silent, didn't matter. It always was comfortable. You had known each other for five years now; you were by each other side no matter what.

–       What's a reason you brought me here?

–       You were upset past days, – it's true, you had some family problems. You had tried to hide your sadness but, guess what, Peter noticed. – I know you love sunsets and heights and I thought it could cheer you up.

–       Peter...

–       Yeah?

–       Thank you very much.

–       You're welcome.

You sat there talking, joking around, being silent until it got darker.

As you wanted to say something your phone buzzed. It was a message from your mum: "We went on a business trip for a week. Love you" You sighed quietly to Peter didn't hear but he did.

–       What's up?

–       They left... again.

–       Hey, don't get upset... again. How long?

–       A week.

–       You know I have an idea, – Parker said cheerily.

–       Hm?

–       You can stay with May and me at our apartment for this week. Like we did when we were younger, remember? Are you in?

–       May won't mind?

–       Nah, she loves you. She asked me when you would you stay for a night. Imagine how happy she will when she knows you're gonna stay for a week, – Peter smiled widely.

–       Yeah, I'm in.

–       Yaas!

–        But I need to get some things from home.

–       No problem, – boy stood up offering you his hand. You took it and he pulled you up that you fell onto his chest.

–       Oops, I always forget, – he wrapped his hand around your torso tightly. – Hold on, – you grabbed on him tightly as he swung up with you.

When you took all things you need and Peter changed in regular clothes you headed to his apartment as yours complex was two streets away from his.

–       May, I'm home, not alone, – boy smiled at you as you reflected it.

–       What do you mean not al... Oh, Y/N, I'm glad to see you, – she put her arms around you hugging you tightly as you did the same. – Please, say you stay for a dinner at least.

–       She'll stay for a night and not one, – Peter chuckled.

–       Really?! – Aunt May asked excitingly, you nodded. – My prayers were answered, – the three of you laughed. – Then wash your hands and come to kitchen, everything's almost ready.

You and Peter did as you had been said.

The rest of the evening you spent talking about life. Parkers were your second family who you loved much.