Morning (Peter x Reader)
Word Count: 562.
Request: Hi! I love your work and I was wondering if you could do a Peter imagine? Anything with fluff can do it! ~ Anon
Summary: Just some morning cuteness that Peter and her wife wake up to.
Y/N woke up to the ray of light coming through the closed window. And a hand, securely holding her on her waist and her head resting on someone’s bare chest. Well, not just someone, it’s Peter.
She turned around slowly, careful to not wake him up and looked at his face. He looked so peaceful.
His breathing was steady, occasionally filled with soft snores. A small smile tugging on his lips. Y/N moved forward and gave him a peck.
But Peter’s hand slowly glided around her waist, holding her tight and pulling her towards him. Turning the small peck into a long lasting kiss.
It would’ve soon turned into a make-out session, if someone hadn’t knock on the door.
“Your Majesty, the arrangements for the upcoming festival has some problems and there is a meeting arranged for it in an hour.”
Peter groaned in response, while Y/N sighed and answered for him, “He’ll be there in an hour. Make the arrangements.”
The person seemed to giggle outside the door and walked away.
Peter chuckled and proceeded to continue where they left off when Y/N interrupted them. “You gotta get up Pete.”
“But this just started. Come ooooonnn.” He said whining like a child.
Y/N chuckled at the grown man and said, “I can’t believe you are the High King.”
“Well then, shouldn’t you obey the orders of the king?”
“I’m the Queen too. Shouldn’t you treat me like one?” She said getting up and putting on her gown.
Peter dramatically sighed, “I don’t understand women. How can you resist this?” He said pointing at himself.
“Come on.” Y/N said smacking his arse “Get up, besides morning breath Peter. Gross.”
Y/N noticed a mischievous smile on his lips, “Oooh really?” She knew what he was going to do. “Oh no, absolutely not.” She said and ran towards the bathroom.
Peter quickly followed her and soon caught her, breathed in front of her face deliberately. “Ew no!!!” Y/N giggled, followed by her weapon, tickles.
Peter behaved like a little girl when it came to tickles and ofcourse, he ran away screaming like one. Y/N jumped on his back, holding him but Peter failed to balance himself and fell down.
“Ow…” She said getting up, “How come we are married? We are still so childish.” Soon she realized they already got late for about 15 minutes.
“Peter! Quick get up! You’re gonna be late.”
Peter laughed and took his clothes and towel and said, “Fine. Just because you’re saying. And you know you can come in right?”
“No thanks.” Y/N said, “After you. I know your intentions honey.”
“You’re no fun.” Peter said pouting and got in the bath.
Soon enough, he was ready and presentable enough to be in the meeting.
“Don’t know why I married an old lady.” He said.
“HEY! Who are you calling an old lady, at least I don’t whine like a baby!” Y/N said laughing. She sighed and looked back at him, he was standing at the door, obviously waiting for her.
“Fine.” She sighed and kissed him, “You’ll have a present at the end of the day.”
Peter’s face brightened up. “Oh well then, I’ll be off.” He said giving her a last peck before leaving.
Well, let’s just say the present wasn’t anything childish. 😉
A/N - Kinda boring but here you go. -_- It’s trash.