♚𝕻𝖊𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝕻𝖆𝖗𝖐𝖊𝖗 𝖝 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗 𝖔𝖓𝖊𝖘𝖍𝖔𝖙𝖘

Wearing Your Clothes

Summary: Spiderman is caught off guard when he sees Y/N wearing Peter's clothes... 

(Reader doesn't know Peter is Spiderman).

Word Count: 2.8k

Warnings: slow burn

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Knock, knock.

You gasped and looked over to see Spiderman at your window."Creep, much?" You laughed unlatching the window and pushing it open, breathing in the cool night air, "And you know, if you wanted to see me, I have a perfectly functioning front door that you could've used...""Front doors are boring," he shooed."Front doors aren't three stories high and accessed by a fire escape. If anything besides that is considered boring then I don't know how I could possibly be any more interesting.""Aw, come on. You're way more interesting."You smiled, pressing on, "So, what do you want, Spiderspawn?""'Spiderspawn?' Damn, what have I done this time?""Nothing, I just don't know what else to call you," you replied, sitting on the edge of your window, "You still refuse to tell me your name.""Well, calling me Spiderman would work just fine...""I feel like 'Spiderman' is only used for all those damsels in distress as they swoon into your arms after you've saved them," you put the back of your hand against your forehead and leaned sideways dramatically.He snorted, "Not a single girl has ever done that.""Good, and I won't be the first," you chuckled.He laughed along with you for a moment before his eyes caught a glimpse of your t-shirt.You frowned, following his line of vision and looking down. You stretched out the fabric so you could see the 'Han Shot First' lettering better."Oh, yeah," you looked back up at him "you a Star Wars fan I'm guessing?" You asked him, curiously."Yeah, you could say that," he said, a little distantly. You weren't sure why he had the weird tone, but you ignored it. He got like that sometimes. There were always times when Spiderman would get quiet or reserved and you had no clue as to what was going on in his head. But you'd gotten used to it by now."Well, honestly, I don't even fully know what this shirt means," you laughed, "It's actually not mine.""Really?" He asked, though the response was a little hollow."Yeah, it belongs to my..." crush "friend. He left it at my house last week.""So... you just... wear all your friends shirts normally??""Not really, no... his shirts are just... super comfortable, I guess."Spiderman cocked his head in confusion. Yeah, you'd have to agree that wasn't your best lie. But you also knew if you came right out and told him you had a crush on someone, Spiderman would tease you til the end of the century.You sighed, "I don't know, I just find them comforting," you smiled to yourself, "I like falling asleep to the smell of his cologne. It's just... nice."Spiderman didn't really say anything in response- which was surprising, you'd assumed he would immediately jump down your throat with the "ooooooh does Y/N have a crush?!?" and the "what's his name? tellmetellmetellme" like most of your other friends would've."Huh," he said instead, "That's... cool."You arched an eyebrow, "You don't think it's weird?""Nope, nope, not at all, whatsoever," he replied quickly, "I think that's a perfectly acceptable thing to do and that you should definitely continue doing it," he assured you.You furrowed your brow, unsure of why he was being so odd today, "Well... alright then. Thanks for the... approval?" You chuckled.He gave a forced chuckle in response."Alright, well, I do have homework, so I can't stay out all night with you," you sighed, climbing back into your room, "I'll catch you later, though?""Definitely," he smiled.You smiled back, giving him a small wave as he climbed toward the edge, shot a web, and jumped away into the night.

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Oh!" You exclaimed, stopping Peter before he walked out the door. You grabbed the Star Wars shirt that was sitting on top of your dresser, "I just remembered! You forgot this here a couple weeks ago."Peter gave it a bizarre smile before looking back up at you, "Thanks! I totally forgot about it...""Yeah, no problem! I was just doing laundry the other day and caught that in the mix. Figured you might want it back." More like I'd worn it to bed every night until it had completely lost the smell... "It's clean from being in my laundry, but be warned, it probably smells like me now so you might want to wash it again." Again, you had washed it, but considering the amount of times you'd worn it and how it's been staying in your room for a couple weeks, it very much smells like your perfume now."Thanks so much," he grinned anyway."Yeah, no problem. See you tomorrow?""See you tomorrow," he smiled back, in that weird way he'd been smiling recently. Like he knew something you didn't.You closed the door, thinking.Maybe he was going to surprise you with some gift. Yeah, that must be it. Your birthday was in the next month.Ooh, him and Ned were probably coming up with a really great present...You smiled, before sighing and heading back to your room.You cleaned up a few of the snack wrappers the two of you had left during your studying, before your eye caught a blue sweater."You're kidding," You said to yourself, your mouth twisting upward into a massive grin.You knelt down next to the sweater and held it up in front of you.Yup. Peter's signature blue sweater.You bit your lip to hold back your excitement as you slipped your own sweatshirt off and slid on his.You nuzzled your nose deep into the fabric and smelled. God. How the hell did Peter smell so GOOD?You turned to the mirror on your wall to get a look. You smiled at how big the sweater was on you.You ran a hand through your hair moving your head around to look at different angles.If you may say so yourself, you looked adorable.If only Peter and you were dating, and you could steal his clothes all the time.Knock knock.You spun around and beamed as you saw Spiderman waiting outside your window."Perfect timing," you told him, unlatching and opening the window."Timing is my specialty."You rolled your eyes."Though, posing in a mirror might be yours," he replied, grinning.Your cheeks burned, "You saw that?"He chuckled, "Don't be embarrassed, it was... cute.""Thanks," you laughed."Is the sweater new or something?""Um... you could say that...""It's from that guy again, isn't it?""Oh, shut up," you knocked his shoulder playfully, attempting to hide your embarrassment."Well, I-"Police sirens interrupted you from your conversation and you both turned to see them rushing down the street in the distance."And that's my cue," he frowned."I'll see ya later, Spidey.""Later," he smiled back.You gave him a small wave before he jumped out of sight.