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Peter Parker x Best Friend!Reader Part Two

You woke up alone, whenever you stayed with Peter and May you would often share Peter's bed. Platonically of course, I mean you are in high school. The blankets were tucked around you. Peter's bag was still in his room, and the sweatshirt he was wearing last night was folded over his chair. You sat up, last night flashing through your mind. Peter jumping down, Peter shirtless at one point, Peter actually climbing the wall. Kissing Peter, KISSING PETER! Your eyes widened damn you really didn't think your actions through. You got out of bed and searched your bags for your sweatshirt but couldn't find it. You moved over and hovered your hand above Peter's sweatshirt. Pausing for a few moments you picked it up and pulled it over your head. You moved deeper into the remaining warmth. Burying your nose into the sweatshirt you moved towards the kitchen. The sweatshirt smelt of sweat, burned computer parts, Peter's shampoo and something that was essentially Peter Parker. You walked towards the kitchen and heard Aunt May and Peter talking, you paused unsure whether you should interrupt. "She kissed me. What does that mean? I mean I like her and I don't want to anything to destroy our friendship. But I like her and she kissed me. Does that mean she likes me too?" There was a shushing noise as May attempted to keep up.

"Well you are friends so she does like you." You smiled at May pointing out the obvious. "She could have just kissed you to shut you up as you were jumping up and down, loudly last night. But you like her more than friends, right?" There was no answer but May squealed followed by a shushing noise. "She's still asleep."

"Right, right. Well ask her that's the best thing to do. Oh damn. I have to go to work. Talk to her." May moved away and you ducked out of sight, waited until the door slammed. Peter groaned and you moved into the kitchen. "Hey, Peter." He jumped and you smiled softly. "I...uh...heard you talking with May, sorry I shouldn't have eavesdropped, or stolen your sweatshirt. It's really comfy, and I probably shouldn't have kissed you last night. I mean I have feelings for you too, I only kissed you because..." The rest of your sentence was swallowed as Peter cupped your face and kissed you. His hands moved into your hair, he cradled your head in his hands. He pulled away just a hairsbreadth and you both inhaled panting lightly. You rolled your bottom lip, between your teeth. "So, um...I get why you kissed me, you wanted to shut me up. Kinda like how I wanted you to stop talking." Peter muttered. "I also kissed you because I wanted to, not just to stop you from bouncing around. I'm sorry I should have thought it through." He grinned, and wrapped an arm around your waist pulling you to him. You tilted your head up and kissed him. Your arms wrapping around his neck, he cupped your head in one hand. Both of you smiled into the kiss.