PROMPT?: Could you maybe write CACW Peter Parker x reader one shot or imagine where he really likes the reader and has told tony about his crush and stuff like that but he never thinks you’ll go out with him because you’re pretty popular? But Tony convinces him to and he’s really nervous but you think he’s really cute and say yes? I love your writing
A/N: yeah, i’m using stats class again. I just feel like that’s a class Peter would be in so yeah i hope you like it
WARNINGS: EXTREME FLUFF, nervous petey, dad figure tony
“You sit behind her in Stats, right?” Tony asked, tinkering with the metal hand painted in red and gold. “Yeah, she wears Love Spell from Victoria Secret and god, it smells so good.” he groaned, reliving the scent every time he thought of you. “You know what type of perfume she uses?” Tony smirked, amused at the young boy’s crush. More like obsession he thought at this point. “What? No! Aunt May uses the same kind, and it’s a lotion. She pulls it out in class sometimes.” he countered, narrowing his eyes at the billionaire, who simply huffed in laughter. “What’s she like? Is she smart?” Tony asked, already wondering if him and Peter’s future wife would get along well, they better. He’d force the relationship if he had too. “She’s in Senior Stats, of course she’s smart Tony. She has an A.” Peter shook his head, almost offended at his question. “What do you have?” he asked. “A B-..” Peter looked down, almost ashamed to be compared to her. “Ask her out. She seems nice.” he rubbed his chin, deciding what to do next with the suit, simply ignoring Peter’s scoff. “Ask her out. Wow, you’re right Tony. How come I never thought of that?” Peter mocked, rolling his eyes as he tinkered with the web shooter, accidentally nailing Tony in the face. “Why not Spider-ling?” Tony peeled the premature web off his face and scowled playfully at him. “Okay, pretend you’re me. You’re this small kid who only knows math and science. There’s this incredibly beautiful, wonderful girl that sits in front of you and occasionally asks for a pencil. She’s good enough, over qualified even, to date anyone she wants-” Peter scoffed, unable to keep his frustrations kempt. “Why not you?” Tony interrupted and Peter looked up unbelievably.