PeterxNed One-Shots

Flower Shop Au

Peter Parker wasn't in love and he definitely didn't fall for the boy working at the flower shop. He didn't believe in meeting a soulmate or falling in love at first sight, however he didn't mind that he was staring at the cute boy. He couldn't help himself, the flower shop was across the street and it was a perfect view from the coffee shop to watch the mystery boy.

"Loser you know that repeatedly watching someone without them knowing is considered stalking." Mj peered up from her book with a smug grin. Peter huffed and turned around placing a dirty blender in the sink.

"Hey I'm not watching him. I just..... glance over sometimes. I mean it's not my fault." Peter responded, with a half-hearted glare towards one of his bestfriends. She rolled her eyes and continued to read her book.

"I'm just saying that you constantly mess people's orders up because you're making googly eyes at the guy." Mj pointed out, even her voice was smirking.

"First of all..." Peter trailed off, trying to think of a good comeback. Mj wasn't wrong, Peter constantly thought of ways to meet him. He didn't really have a reason to get flowers and he couldn't really just walk over during his shift at the coffeehouse. He thought about asking the boy about flowers and trying to start a conversation but Peter couldn't think of anything.

Overall Peter was worried he'd say something creepy, Like, "You like tea right, yeah you drink it a lot." Peter cringed even thinking about of stalkerish that sounds. He just hoped that the Flower Boy would come to over to the coffeehouse. Maybe Peter could learn his name and flirt a little. But it was just Peter's luck to have that never happen. So when Peter's shift was almost over he just wanted to go home. He already had three people yell at him for getting their orders wrong. Peter blames The Flower Boy for his daily distraction.

He just lazily pulled off his stain covered apron and held it in the crook of his elbow. Peter cleaned up the shop a little after Mj left. After putting away cleaning supplies, he grabbed his backpack swinging it over his shoulder. Peter pushed open the shop door with force and felt an object hit the door, a loud crash following after.

Peter fully opened the door and quickly jumped out in confusion and concern to see a pot shattered into a million peices and multiple small green plants and dirt covering the side walk. Peter put his hand over his mouth in shock and felt a wave of gulit wash over him. He turned to his right to see no other than The Flower Boy, his face heated up from embarrassment.
"He looks even cuter up close." Peter mentally squealed, then he realized he had just caused his mysterious crush to drop his precious plants.

"I am so sorry, I um let me get a broom!" Peter set down his bag and apron rushing inside to grab a broom and mentally scolded himself for being so awkward. Peter walked back to see the flower boy scooping up the small plants and putting them in his apron. Peter moved in front of him and bent down with a dustpan.

"I'm so sorry I should've have stopped in front of the door I-" The other teen sputtered out, Peter was shocked that the flower boy was actually apologizing.

"What no way, it's my fault I just swung open the door. I should have looked." Peter responded softly while sweeping up the broken clay and dirt. Peter watched as the sun slowly set on the flower boy's face. How it highlighted his tanned skin, how his eyes looked like warm seas of flowing honey, how his dark hair made those gorgeous eyes pop, how he smelled like roses. Peter couldn't help but feel butterflies.

"So is the coffee any good?" The flower boy askes softly and Peter shakes his head slightly trying to break his thoughts.

"What?" Peter asks not necessarily hearing what the mystery boy was saying, only really seeing his perfect lips move up and down. The flower boy giggled at Peter's confused expression. Peter then registered what the boy had said, he couldn't help but awkwardly rub the back of his neck.