“i’m here” you read peters text on your phone. you immediately got butterflies in your stomach and went to go unlock your door for him.
“peter!” you squealed while hugging him as if it’s been years since you’ve last seen him.
“hey pretty girl, missed me?” he chuckled before pressing a kiss to your lips.
“duh. let’s go to my room and cuddle, i wanna be all over you.” you said before practically dragging him across your house. you both got situated in your bed with you laying on top of his chest as he rested comfortably against your pillows. usually, when you two cuddle you always put your hands under his shirt to rest against his bare chest, just to feel a little bit more of him. as you went to go do that, peter suddenly flinched and dragged the hem of his shirt down, preventing you from touching him.
“pete, don’t act dumb. seriously, why’d you flinch away from me? if you get uncomfortable when i touch you like that you know you can tell me.” you coo reassuringly while moving your hand to play with his hair. you would never want to do anything that made peter uncomfortable.
“no no no, you don’t make me uncomfortable. you could never. it’s just that… i’m kind of insecure i guess.” he fesses up.
“insecure of what?” you push, trying to find out the root of this problem.
“my scars.” peter looks everywhere but your eyes, trying to avoid your reaction.
“baby, look at me.” you tilt his chin up gently with the tip of your fingers. “listen to me. i would never judge you pete. you’re completely valid for having insecurities; everyone does. but know i see nothing but perfection when i look at you.” you say genuinely, while also trying to uplift his spirits. “can i?” you question while lifting up the hem of his shirt. he gives you a nod of approval to which you took off his entire shirt.
you look at his stomach to see it covered with many marks from all of the different fights he’s had as being spiderman. if you’re being truthful, it did break your heart thinking of him getting injured, but you pushed it to the back of your head.
“nice abs” you joke while rubbing your hand over his stomach, earning a giggle from peter. you turn your attention to a scar right near his collarbone and proceed to press a light kiss to it as you gently pushing him to lay completely down on the bed. you work your way through all of the marks on his body with little mumbles of praise to him in between. once you finish and look up at him, you notice he has tears in his eyes.
“baby what’s wrong?” you coo.
“n-nothing.” he chokes out “i just feel so loved right now.”
“aw, pete. that’s how i always want you to feel” you switch positions with him, making you the big spoon now.
“as long as you’re with me i’ll always feel like that” he mumbles into your chest, soaking in your nice scent.
“good thing i’m never leaving you”
“promise?” he questions, looking like a cute little puppy dog.
