MARVEL IMAGINES

PETER PARKER || Shenanigans

CHRISTMAS IMAGINE [7]

You stood back to get a good look at the large green tree. It was bare of any colours or decoration besides its own green leaves, and they excited you even more. It was your own personalised canvas, ready for you to attack with decor of different variations.

You'd already decided on a colour scheme; white and gold. It was a pretty assumable one, as almost every suburban family decides to decorate tafe it like that at least once in their lifetime. It didn't deter you, though; you know it would look amazing.

You went over to your speaker that way above the fireplace, swapping the normal music for that of a Christmas variety. Christmas music always helped you with the decorating. Maybe it was due to the atmosphere it created; or maybe it was because you never tried it without that genre of music. Even when you were a small kid, you'd play Christmas music during tree decoration time.

"First decoration." You whisper to yourself, going to grab a bauble from the box. As you bent over, you felt cold hands grab at your hips. You screeched, throwing yourself back up straight. You spun around at lighting speed, visibly frightened. When still, you see your boyfriend staring back at you, looking as stressed as ever.

"AH- Oh my god babe I'm so sorry," he apologised profusely as you controlled your breathing. You had a hand to your chest while you stood there. "I was trying to be cute- I thought you would have heard me coming."

You furrowed your eyebrows and chuckled dryly, removing your arm. "Pete. You're literally Spider-Man!! When you walk, it's essentially silent. I have actually ~never~ heard you coming!" You exclaimed.
Peter made a face of realisation and cringed at himself. "Sorry Sorry Sorry." He repeated, giving you a hug.

"It's okay Pete. Just please don't scare me like that again." You chuckle into his chest.

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"I DONT WANT A LOT FOR CHRISTMAS." Peter belted.

"THERE IS JUST ONE THING I NEED." You continued.

"I DON'T CARE ABOUT THE PRESENTS UNDERNEATH THE CHRISTMAS TREE." The two of you yelled in unison.

Your body's jumped around the living room as your favourite Christmas played from your speaker. You had a bauble in each hand as you bopped about. Peter had tinsel wrapped around his neck like a scarf, swinging the longer end of it. It would have been a hilarious sight for those who would have walked passed.

When the music died down as the song changed to something much slower, the laughter quietened too. You looked to Peter with a relaxed smile. You loved him so much. Just seeing him happy made you happy. He soon caught on to your staring, shaking his head at you.

"Yes?" He sighed happily, smiling.
You grabbed the loose bit of tinsel around his neck, using it to pull him closer to you.
"–oh. Ok." He smiled wider, wrapping his arms around you as he leaned in slowly, "I know where this is going."

You scoffed, slapping his chest. "I just wanted to hug you, you horny goat!" You laughed. Peter rolled his eyes, pulling away.

"Whatever you say, love"

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WRITTEN BY ELLE