Request: hiya !! i was wondering if you could do an imagine based off of the song “kiss me” by ed sheeran? maybe peter and the reader have been dating a while and are being all cuddly n stuff and he’s suddenly like “wow i’m so in love w u” and blurts it out or something idk?? lots of fluff and cuteness pls. thank you sm !! love your writing :))
A/N: I know I should be writing Dead Serious part 4 but I just got extreme block on that one so I figured i’d try and fill out some of my other requests. AND LMAO I HAVEN’T WRITTEN ANYTHING IN A MILLION YEARS AND HERE I AM. NOT WRITING THE THINGS I SAID I WOULD WRITE. But yikes, sorry it’s short.
This is based off this Ed Sheeran song
Word count: 933
Honestly, Peter Parker was one of your favourite people. He WAS your favourite person.
He was also your boyfriend and the love of your life.
You and Peter were doing what you usually did on Saturday mornings, sit on the couch watching cartoons in your pjs.
Your parents would never let you spend the night so you would wake up early in the morning, usually before 6am, and make your way to Peter’s apartment.
As soon as you got there, you would let yourself in (with the extra key Peter gave you for events just like this) and crawl into bed with Peter.
This morning was no different.
You groaned when your alarm went off, boy did you love Peter but waking pat 5:30am every Saturday morning was a lot.
You rolled out of bed, grabbed your phone, and went to the bathroom.
You stood in front of the mirror, brushing your teeth. Your hair was sticking up every which way, and there were bags under your eyes.
“God, the things I do for you, Parker,” you muttered to yourself.
You grabbed your keys and marched out the door.
You shivered when you got to the streets. There was a light layer of snow coating the ground.
Damn, why do I never think to look out the window?
You wrapped your arms around you and trudged through the streets, your shoes making a crunching sound with each step.
It took you only five minutes (of complete and utter shivering) to reach Peter’s apartment building.
You looked at your watch, 5:50am, way too early, even if you were heading to see your boyfriend.
You slowly made your way up the stairs of Peter’s apartment building, pulling out the keys and made your best attempts to quietly open the front door.
You dropped the keys on the table and slipped your shoes off.
When you got to Peter’s bedroom, you opened the door and made sure the door didn’t make any noise when you closed it behind you.
Peter’s back was to you, he was on his side facing the wall.
You came up behind him, lifting the covers, and sliding in beside him.
You placed a kiss on the back of his neck, and wrapped your arms around him.
Peter stirred and rolled deeper into his pillow.
“Peter, baby,” you whispered.
Peter groaned into his pillow.
“No, Y/N, it’s too early,” he whined
Peter rolled over and wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into his chest. You moved your arm around Peter so you were tracing lines along his back. You moved your other hand up towards Peter’s head, running your fingers through his curls.
“You’re so cold,” he said, placing a kiss on your neck.
“It snowed,” you said
“And you walked here? Darling, you should have told me, I would have come to yours,”
“You know I love snow, it’s okay,”
Peter was silent, his breathing slowed.
“I need more sleep,” he said quietly.
“Let’s go back to sleep baby, please,” Peter continued.
You pressed a kiss to Peter’s forehead and soon you were both lulled into a light sleep.
A few hours later you woke up in Peter’s arms, your legs tangled together.
“Baby are you awake?” Peter asked.
“Yes, love” you said
Peter leaned over and placed a light kiss on your lips.
“God, Peter, you have the worst morning breath,”
“No, you love me,” he said, kissing you again.
“I do love you, but I don’t love the taste you’re leaving on my lips,”
“But Y/N,” he whined.
“You want to kiss me, you can go brush your teeth,”
“You’re lucky I love you,” he muttered, climbing over you, making his way to the bathroom.
When Peter returned, you had moved to where he had been lying before she could easily climb back into bed with you.
Peter smiled when he saw you.
“Is that my sweater?” He asked.
“It was cold last night and this was the only thing I had lying around close enough so I didn’t have to get out of bed,”
Peter laughed and lied down next to you, bringing you back into his arms.
You were silent for a while, Peter running his hands through our hair.
“I can’t believe you get up at 5:30 in the morning just so you can see me,”
“I’ve been meaning to tell you this for a while, I really only come for the pancakes May makes for breakfast,”
Peter laughed and pressed a kiss to your forehead.
“I’m so in love with you,” he said softly.
You smiled and leaned further into his chest, wrapping your arms tightly around him.
“5am doesn’t matter to me all that much, i’d never sleep if it meant spending time with you,”
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