Peter sitting on your messy bed, comfortably waiting for you to come back in your room and feeling a different fabric beneath his fingers, lifting it up he sees he is now holding one of your bras you tossed and panics, trying to toss it away and not be a pervert, but then his hand sticks to it (like in tasm) and starts freaking out even more,
you reenter your room to see Peter frantically trying to pull your nicest bra off his hand, then getting the other spidey-stuck to it and falling off the bed. You can’t help but shake your head at your beloved mess of a boyfriend.

(I try to do gender neutral stuff but I thought this was funny, if you don’t wear bras could be a pair of your underwear~)