basicmarvel:

peter parker + this prompt list

word count: 515

note: changed the first prompt a tiny bit

Whenever Peter couldn’t sleep, he’d always go swinging around the city – just watching the night life. Sometimes he’d just lay on the roof of a high building and watch the sky, watch the stars and admire the beauty of it all. He’d imagine his future, as Spider-Man, as Peter Parker, as Y/N’s boyfriend. Peter never could wrap that thought around his brain, that Y/N L/N was his girlfriend. 

Peter had never felt so lucky until you agreed to go on a date with him, that was the moment that he finally felt truely happy in his own skin. Y/N made him feel like he was worth something, like he could do something with his life, just because she loved him.  

Watching the stars made him think of her, miss her, despite only seeing her a few days previous. They were so beautiful and so calming to Peter. He’d never been in love before, he knew that if this wasn’t love, he doesn’t know what is. 

Swinging from one building to another, the smile on Peter’s face grew bigger and bigger as he headed towards Y/N’s house. After a few more minutes of travel, he arrived at his destination. He perched on the small balcony outside of her window, the curtains closed. Peter quickly got out his phone to ring her, just in case her parents were home. 

“H-Hello? Peter, is everything okay?” Y/N says, sleepily. “I’m outside your window. Please let me in.” Peter swears he could hear her groan from outside. The curtains open, the smile on Peter’s face only growing at the sight of her. She quickly opened the window and allowed him to climb through.

“Is that my shirt?” He asks, examining the large t-shirt hung over her small frame. “Possibly,” Y/N mumbles, sitting down on her bed. “How come you’re here so late? Is something the matter?” She asks, changing the mood between the two. 

He shakes his head no. “I just missed you, I guess. I wanted cuddles.” Peter admits, joining her on the bed. “Wait,” Y/N starts, facing him. “You came to my room at 4am, to cuddle?” Peter looks startled and embarrassed, dipping his head to avoid eye contact. “I didn’t think it was that late, I’m sorry, I’ll go.” 

Peter starts to leave, but as he does Y/N pulls his body back to hers, landing him next to her on the bed again. She mumbles ‘Idiot’ under her breath before laying down, signalling for Peter to do the same. He does so, wrapping his arms around her waist tightly. He breathes in sharply, inhaling her scent, grinning to himself as he pulls her body even closer. 

Y/N feels him place a kiss to the back of her neck, a small smile appearing on her face. These were her favourite moments with Peter, when it was just the two of them. It filled her with so much happiness. “Well, I’m your idiot. And, you’re stuck with me, sorry.” Peter states simply, closing his eyes and preparing himself to sleep. She shakes her head and laughs silently. “Good.”