The Floor is Lava One Shot
Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader
Warnings: curse word(s)
Requested by anon: Hi!! I really like your writing it’s incredible💙💙 can you please write a Peter Parker x Reader where they’re dating and they do the floor is lava challenge in different places just like the videos?
A/N: Aw, thanks anon :’) This was a cute idea, a little hard to write, but I love how it turned out, hope you enjoy!
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You sat on the floor of Peter’s bedroom smiling down at your phone. You were currently watching Twitter videos while Peter did his homework on his bed. Of course, you were supposed to be doing your homework as well, but you merely read the first paragraph of the chemistry book before you decided to “check” your phone. He had invited you over so you two could have a study date; however, neither of you had finished your homework, so the sooner you did, the sooner you could get to actually studying for your test on Monday.
“Is there something funny about the reading that I missed?” Peter asked with a teasing smile.
You looked up at the sound of your boyfriend’s voice. He was looking at you expectantly, probably already knowing you weren’t working, so you raised the book further to hide your phone.
“Um, yeah. I can’t believe you missed the, um,” you quickly skimmed through the page to find something to say, “covalent bonds part. The name is Bonds, Covalent Bonds.” You cringed at your attempt at a chemistry joke, but your voice held hope.
Peter tried not to smile but laughed, “Okay, that was good,”
“Really?” you mumbled, sounding surprised.
Peter quirked his eyebrow.
“I mean, yeah, obviously it was good -that’s why I was smiling…at my own joke. Not at anything else,” you quickly said, trying to save yourself.
“I can see your face glowing,” he dead-panned.
“Aw, thanks babe! I’m trying out this new moisturizer-”
“It’s Chanel?” you tried.
Peter narrowed his eyes at you. “Chanel? Really?”
“Okay, I lied. It’s not Chanel, it’s an off-brand-”
“Y/N,” he laughed.
“It’s water. I’ve been drinking more water. You caught me.”
He merely gave you a look.
“My secret is out Peter I don’t know what else you want from me,” you laughed, unable to take this anymore.
“I know you’re on your phone babe,” he said.
“Fine, fine. You caught me,” you muttered, putting the book down. “You gotta see this video though.”
You stood up from your spot on the floor to join Peter on the bed.
Peter turned away, trying to do his homework. ”Y/N no, I don’t wanna get distracted,” he whined.
“If i was trying to distract you, I could think of something better to do -if you know what I mean,” you said, wrapping your arm around his shoulder. You suggestively raised your eyebrows at Peter and he blushed.
“Um, Y/N,” he swallowed. “I don’t think we should-”
“Relax, Peter. I’m not trying to get in your pants, I just wanna show you this video,” you giggled.
He laughed nervously, “Ye-yeah, I-I knew that. I didn’t think that you were, uh, serious you know.”
You raised your brow at Peter, “So you’re saying you’re not interested?”
Clearing his throat, he mumbled, “Just play the video.”
Smiling, you played the video; it was a short compilation of “the floor is lava” challenge videos. You looked at Peter’s reaction the whole time and saw that he thought it was funny too.
“I can’t imagine actually doing that in public,” he laughed.
“Me either,” you agreed. “We should do it.”
“What?” he laughed. “No, no way.”
“Live life on the edge Parker,” you teased, lightly slapping his cheek.
He scrunched his face and held your hand in place. “My life is as on the edge as I want it to be.”
“Mm, I think it can go further,” you pushed, running your hand through his hair instead.
“Is being a crime-fighting super hero not enough?” he said, turning to look at you.
You leaned in to kiss his lips. “It’s alright, but this would make it better.”
He frowned, “I’ll think about it. Can we go back to doing our homework now?”
“How about we re-visit my previous offer,” you teased, playing with the ends of his hair. “Or do you really want to do homework?”
“Um,” he blushed. “I-”
You giggled, “It’s too fun to tease you baby.” You got up and went back to your spot on the floor. “And as much as I’d love to not do my homework, I have to get this done eventually. Don’t distract me Peter.”
Peter shook his head, biting his lip to prevent a smile, as he got back to his work.
“Peter, haven’t we studied enough?” you whined.
“Y/N, we’ve barely gone through one section,” he said.
“One section too many if you ask me,” you said.
“Fine,” he said, closing his book. “Let’s take a break. Are you hungry?” He got up from the floor and offered you his hand.
“I’m not Hungry, I’m your girlfriend,” you smiled, standing up.
“I’m going to pretend you didn’t say that,” he chuckled, leading you to the kitchen.
“You want to pretend I’m not your girlfriend or that I made a Dad joke?”
“At this point, maybe both,” he teased.
You scoffed in disbelief, “The audacity.”
You leaned against the counter and watched Peter rummage through the cabinets before checking the fridge. That’s when an idea popped up.
Oh this is gunna be good
Pulling out your phone, you got ready to snapchat a video. “Hey Pete,” you called.
He was still looking around the fridge, but he managed to reply, “Yeah?”
“The floor is lava!” you exclaimed.
He looked up and shut the fridge. “What? Not now Y/N,” he said, embarrassed that you were still filming him.
“C’mon Peter,” you cooed. “I wont post it, I’ll just save it.”
Peter sighed, but then looked around for some where to jump. He saw the kitchen island and sat on it.
“That was so anti-climatic,” you said chuckling, stopping the video.
“I’d like to see you do it!” he defended himself.
“Well, I can’t do it now! It has to be a surprise, that’s the whole point babe,” you tsked.
“It’s on,” he mumbled.
You smirked and patted his arm as you went to the fridge, “Sure it is Peter, sure it is.”
The day after tomorrow, you completely forgot about the whole “floor is lava” thing. But Peter? No, Peter did not forget. In your defense, Peter had told you he wanted to take you out for a date in the park, so you were looking forward to that all morning instead.
Once you got to the park, Peter looked like he was bouncing with excitement. He practically pulled you along the path the whole time. You figured he was looking forward to the ice cream that you two always got from the vendor that walks around the park. And, wow, were you wrong.
“I think I’m gunna try a new flavor today, just to switch it up,” you said, looking up at Peter.
Peter looked down at you and smirked, “Trying to live your life on the edge or what?”
“Yeah,” you said skeptically.
Why is he looking at me like that
Once you got to the ice cream cart, you went ahead to order because Peter claimed he needed more time to think. Finishing paying, you turned around, taking a lick of your ice cream and saw Peter fiddling with his phone. He held it up and, at first, you thought he was taking a picture -so you smiled. Then it hit you. And your smile turned to an expression of horror.
He looked you in the eyes and said, “The floor is lava.”
“I have ice cream!” you cried, looking around for a bench or something.
I am not gunna lose to him, you thought.
You swallowed the last bit of dignity you had left when you saw a trash can and ran straight for it. In the process of sprinting you ditched the poor, sweet ice cream and used both hands to jump onto the bin. Peter, of course, filmed the whole thing and was left dying with laughter. The trash’s top wasn’t big enough for you to completely fall in, but your ass was still partially in there. Peter got closer to you and kept filming, but cut it off when he couldn’t stop laughing. It was that laugh he does where he closes his eyes, scrunches up his face, and bends over a bit. You’d normally appreciate how adorable he looked, and damn did he look adorable right now, but you were annoyed with him. You looked at people passing by and they either looked amused or bored -I mean, it’s New York, they’ve probably seen weirder stuff.
“Can you at least help me out,” you huffed, extending your hand.
Peter grabbed it to help you out. Stifling his laughter, he said, “Aw, baby, I’m so sorry but that was the best thing I’ve ever seen.”
“Best thing I’ve ever seen,” you mocked, muttering to yourself as you dusted yourself off.
“I’ll buy you a new cone,” he said, biting his lip to keep from smiling.
“Fine,” you agreed. “Send me the video.”
You were definitely planning to get Peter back, the thing is, you had to make sure he wouldn’t see it coming. Now, you thought about waiting two days or so, but by Monday, Peter proceeded to show both Ned and MJ the video. It was pretty hard to have Peter forget about it when all three of them brought it up the whole week. But being the stubborn person you are, you waited until it faded out to get your revenge. Which was around the following week.
You wanted to go shopping at the mall and begged Peter to come along since he hates shopping. Though, he changed his mind pretty quickly when you told him you would try on clothes and ask him for his opinion. The type of clothes you mentioned may or may not have persuaded him further.
Walking around the mall with Peter, you two had a great time. You almost felt bad for what you were about to do.
All it took was remembering that damn ice cream you had to kill in cold blood. And the smug look on Peter’s face. His stupid, but still cute, face.
You and Peter were deciding what store to go into next, conveniently stopping by at the huge fountain in the middle of the mall.
Sorry in advance Peter, you mentally said.
You stood in front of Peter, just talking about what else you should get. You pretended to get a text and set your bags down to pull out your phone. “Hold on Pete, I needa text back my mom.”
He smiled politely and pulled out his phone to wait for you. Without him noticing, you got ready to record.
“Hey Peter,” you said teasingly.
He looked up with a small smile, confused as to why you were filming him. “What?”
“That floor your standing on?” you said as he looked down, then back up. “It’s lava.”
He looked at you with pleading eyes. “Babe, let’s not do this-”
“What’s that? Peter Parker is admitting defeat? Say it clearly so I can capture this moment forever,” you said, holding the phone closer to his face.
He glared at you and quickly surveyed the premise. The only thing he could use was the water fountain. He handed you his phone and said, “Hold this.” He ran to the fountain stood on the ledge, balancing carefully. Turning to you, he extended his arms out in triumph.
Damn it, I was hoping he’d fall in, you thought.
“Was that it Y/N?” he called out, smirking at you.
An idea popped into your head. You smirked back and held out Peter’s phone. His expression faltered.
“Babe, don’t you dare-”
I’m sure his Spidey senses or whatever can come in handy, right?
“Catch!” you said, tossing his phone.
You threw it a little more to the left, so Peter had to reach further for it. In doing so, he lost his footing, but managed to smack the phone away before he fell in. Your mouth dropped in surprise as he made a huge splash.
“Oh my god,” you breathed, laughing slightly. You ran to pick up his phone, then went to the fountain. You went up to Peter, still recording because why not, and asked if he was okay as he scrambled to get up. Giggling at his form, you leaned out to give him a hand.
Spitting out water, reaching for you, he said, “I’m, I’m fine -I just got hot. I totally meant to do that.”
You stopped filming at this point and helped him climb out of the fountain, laughing slightly.
Once he got out of the fountain you whispered to Peter, “We should probably leave before we get kicked out.”
“Yeah, yeah we should,” he said quickly. “Go go go,” he rushed, getting your bags and speed-walking away -you following after him.
You and Peter decided to call it a truce since you both got some embarrassing footage of each other. Getting out of the mall, you told him, “Let’s just never do that again.”
“Yup. I’m never coming back to this mall,” he muttered, moving his wet curls out of his face.
“We can’t ever come back,” you agreed.
Peter nod his head in agreement and held your hand as you both pretended that his shoes didn’t make that squishy sound with each step.