A/n: Ya girl finally wrote a Peter Parker x reader fic. It cute. And fluffy. But also I’m very tired so it might be shit and cliche whoops. I don’t even know, guys, enjoy? I guess?? (What do I usually write here wtf is this??)
You were sat on the floor in front of the coffee table, your forehead pressed against the open pages of a textbook, eyes squeezed shut. Chip packets were scattered around you, along with a half-eaten bag of marshmallows and 2 empty coffee mugs as the Tv played re-runs of that 70’s show on mute. When Peter walked through the front door, you didn’t bother to move from your position.
“What are you doing?” Peter’s voice filled the silent room and your eyes flickered open, your face still pressed against the cool pages of your textbook.
“Studying.” The words were slightly muffled, but they fell from your mouth in an almost-groan as you thought back to the exam you were supposed to be sitting tomorrow. It was almost 11 o’clock, and you had taken over the lounge in your house – your family had gone on a vacation for the long weekend, but you decided to stay behind so you could study.
“Really? How’s that going for you?” he asked with a chuckle, moving to turn off the tv and flick on the light above you. He dropped his backpack down beside the couch and placed his hands on his hips, looking down at you with a smirk.
You furrowed your eyebrows against the paper, still refusing to move your head. “Yeah, I actually feel like I’m learning a lot.”
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