On the First Day of Christmas, Jay Gave to You…

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A Peter Parker x Reader!

So you’re probably wondering whats going on, and if you havent guess by now, I will be doing a twelve days of Christmas drabble thing and will be posting a new Christmas themed drabble everyday until Christmas! Yay! Some may be based on songs, some will just be cute holiday fluff. So thanks to everyone who requested and, enjoy!

(This might be too long to be a drabble but who cares)

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Words could not describe the feeling you got when you heard those words come out of the weatherman’s mouth.

Snow day.

It was a snow day.

The night before, a storm had visited and left behind more than a foot of snow completely surprising the city. Roads were blocked and people were being late for work, but not you. No, you got to stay home and sleep in. Nothing could imitate the feeling of a snow day.

You had slept in till nearly noon, before you heard a knock on the door. With your parents at work, you knew there was only one person it could be.

“Peter!” you smiled, pulling his slightly shivering body into the warmth of the house and hugging him tight.

“Hey, sorry I didn’t call first, but I knew you’d be alone so I figured I’d come and keep you company-” he rambled on, but you cut him off with a kiss. He was surprised at first but quickly kissed back.

You and Peter had been dating for about a month now, yet he was still nervous around you. You of course found it adorable how he would ask to kiss you, or how he would blush when you held his hand in public, but you wanted him to be more comfortable with you.

“You’re cute.” you said as you pulled away. His face was flushed red, from a mixture of both the cold and the kiss,  and he had this dreamy little smile on his face, “C’mon, take off your coat, get comfy.”

You started to pull him towards the couch, but he stopped you, “Actually I was kinda thinking we could go out. For some coffee or ice skating or just a walk. If you want.”

“Ya, that sounds awesome. Wait down here, I’ll be ready in five.”

You ran upstairs, and true to your word, came running back down fully dressed in a few minutes.

You two stepped out into the snow, and smiled at the view. With everything covered by the snow, it definitely looked a lot like Christmas.

You walked side by side through the streets, he was babbling on about something that had happened durring his internship with Tony Stark (which you still weren’t sure why he had) while you half listened, and half admired how cute he was when he got all excited.

You stopped at a coffee shop, and ordered to hot chocolates which you happily sipped while walking outside of some stores. You were doing some window shopping, and making a mental note of those who you had still not gotten a gift yet, when you felt it. Another gloved hand was brushing against yours. At first you thought it was an accident, so you didn’t say anything, but then it happened again. And again.

Finally, you turned and looked at Peter, who was doing a bad job at looking innocent.

You just smiled at him, and took his hand in yours while he tried to hid his blush

At around 3, you stopped for food, and the waitress told you that you and Peter were the cutest couple she had ever seen, and jokingly asked when the wedding was.

You continued your walk talking and laughing. The sun had set and the night was lit up by Christmas lights. You smiled at the view watching as snow began to lightly fall again, and it was definitely colder than when you had first come out.

You shivered, and wrapped your arms around yourself. And with confidence you had yet to see in Peter, you felt his arm wrap around your waist and pull you close to him.

You smiled and glanced down at your feet. Usually it was him blushing, not the other way around, but you could definitely get used to this.

Standing together by a light display, you cuddled into him, turning to him and looking up, “You know I really like you Peter.”

“I really like you too.” he said, just loud enough for you to hear. His eyes stared into yours, as you both started leaning in.

“Can I…” he mumbled his eyes flickering between your eyes and lips.

“You’re such a dork.” you laughed, pulling him in for a kiss, only he soon after took control, wrapping his arms around your waist and dipping you down a bit.

Now this would have been extremely romantic and picture perfect, if you hadn’t been standing on slick, ice-like snow.

The second he dipped you down, you lost your footing and fell, bringing him down with you.

You don’t know how his reflexes were so fast, but he somehow managed to twist you around enough so the you landed on him, and not the other way around.

“Oh God, around you ok?” you laughed.

“I’m fine.” he laughed back, “Are you?”

You sat, up straddling him for a moment, “I am now.” you winked.

You stood up, and help him up.

“C’mon, we should get home.” he said.

You kissed him once more, and hand in hand, walked home.

He walked you up to the door step and through the window you could see the lights of the tree and the sound of Christmas music.

“Thanks for today, Pete. It was really fun.” You said, “Probably my favorite snow day.”

“I had fun too.”

You leaned into kiss him once more, but there was a knocking on the window, and you looked over to find your (sister, brother, parent, whatevs) watching with a smirk.

You groaned, “I guess I should go.” You opened the door, and turned before shutting it, “Merry Christmas baby.”