Removing My Mask ; Peter Parker

1.9

YOUR POV

"Can you get me the flour please?" I asked Peter as I looked over the cookie recipe I had found online. After breakfast, Peter and I decided we wanted dessert too and agreed on a cookie recipe.

"Yeah, wheres it at?"

"In the cupboard next to the sink." I informed cracking two eggs into a large glass bowl.

"Hey, y/n?" Peter called. I hummed turning towards him. My body tensed up as I spat out some flour that got on my mouth. Peter started laughing as he held the flour bag, his finger tips covered in the white powder.

"You did not just do that!" I groaned as I shook some of the powder off my face.

"Oh but I did." The brunette smirked evilly. I shook my head before grabbing an egg and throwing it at him square in the chest. It cracked and stained his sweatshirt. Peter gasped audibly before grabbing another handful of flour and throwing it at me.

I squealed when it got in my hair and I grabbed another egg.

"Not the face!" Peter shrieked when I threw another egg at him. He ducked under it just in time for the egg to smash against the cupboard behind him.

Peter and I had a mini food fight in the kitchen, creating a huge mess on the appliances and floor. My entire body was covered in flour and Peters clothes were covered in egg yolk.

"Okay, okay. We should probably clean this up." I winced at just how bad the mess was. Peter softly laughed as he agreed.

"After I do... this." I giggled when I tossed a small handful of flour at his face. His nose was covered in the white powder and I couldn't help but think how adorable he looked.

"You look cute like that." Peter tilted his head to the side as he gave me a soft smile.

I quirked an eyebrow, "Just like this, huh?"

"Uh, I-I that's, no, I mean-"

I laughed, "Relax, Parker. You look cute like that too."

"When were done cleaning I can give you a pair of my dads shorts to wear and we can wash your clothes."

"Thank you."

Surprisingly it didn't take long for us to clean off the egg yolk from the cupboards and flour from the floor. When we were done I checked on Jason to see he was still sleeping peacefully with his stuffed dog. After that I decided to shower quickly and change my clothes to wash all the food off me.

"I guess cookies are out of the question." Peter pouted.

"You'll just have to come over and we can make them for real." I nudged him before plopping onto the couch. Peter ran his fingers through his wet hair, him showering previously before me.

"For you, I'm free any day of the week." He winked at me as he plopped down next to me.

I shook my head with a smile threatening to break past my lips as I flicked through the channels on tv. Peter turned his body so his head rested in my lap and I smiled widely while threading my fingers through his soft shaggy hair, loving how comfortable we were becoming with each other.

"I love this show!" Peter cooed softly when Spongebob came on after its commercial break.

The both of us watched the re runs of Spongebob and having some small talk here and there. A few moments later I heard the baby monitor go off as Jason started babbling to himself and laughing. Patting Peters head he sat up and allowed me to get up while I made my way to Jason's room.

"Hey little man." I pecked his cheek as I picked him up out of his crib.

Peter grinned at us when we sat down next to him, pinching Jason's chubby cheeks lightly and Jason cooed.

"He's adorable."

I nodded in agreement, situating him on my lap better, "He is. I'm glad that I can be there for him like a sister should."

"He's definitely one lucky dude." Peter commented softly.

[...]

"Here comes the airplane!" Peter cooed in a baby voice, swirling the silver spoon filled with baby food towards Jason who smiled and bounced in his highchair.

It was adorable to see Peter interact with my brother. He was so kind and gentle, patient too. Whoever he gets married too is going to be really blessed and I just hope she treats him right.

"Oop you got a little- here, let me just..." peter stuck his tongue out of the corner of his mouth while he took a napkin and wiped off the baby food from Jason's chin.

"You're a natural." I chuckled taking a sip of my water.

Peter blushed lightly, putting the spoon back in the small jar of baby food, "Kids just really love me and I love them."

"Do you plan on having kids in the future?" I asked.

The brunette boy licked his lips as he thought about it for a moment, "I'd like to think I would, and I really would love too... but, I just don't think that's in my cards."

"Only time will tell I suppose."

Peter hummed, "Yeah. What about you? Do you want kids?"

"Like I said, only time will tell. Maybe. If I met the right person I would. I know broken homes are normal, I just don't want to have my future child grow up and think their parents don't love each other or be afraid of love because of how their parents turned out I guess." I explained.

Peter reached over and squeezed my hand while feeding Jason another spoonful of his squash. My heart raced a little faster and I couldn't help but smile to myself.

Peter Parker what are you doing to me?

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