the beauty in you || peter parker (andrews version)
a/n: hi loves, so sorry i havent gotten everything up yet, ive just got a new laptop so itś been hectic! anyways i thought this was so adorable and i hope you love it <3 -nina!
word count: 3.4k
warnings: body image, weight, body insecurity, negative self talk.
requested: yes! i sort of changed the request though, to make it more peter! hope you like it! :)
¨reader has low self esteem and can’t believe he likes her but he tries to prove her wrong.¨
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it was 2:45pm, the end of the school day and the beginning of your favorite day on the planet. saying that you ran out of literature as soon as the bell rang, now that would be an understatement. you practically bolted.
today was your favorite day ever. it was the day that took the cake, even on top of all of your favorite holidays- nothing, nothing- could compare to today.
today was a day so full of love.
it was your 2 year anniversary with peter. the day he confessed his love for you. it was also 2 years since peter confessed he was spider-man.
it all started on a rooftop, your rooftop. you guys had came up for some much needed air after getting through a grueling family dinner. you’d caught him staring.
he was perched up on the side of the building, as your eyes were focused on all of the life happening down below you. everyone down there had a different story, and it intrigued you to try and guess what peoples were.
finally after a while you looked up to an already-staring-at-you peter. he smiled and shot a web at you, bringing you closer to him. shocked, you stepped back. soon enough, he explained what had just happened, and who he was. from there on it was you and peter vs the world.
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you scattered the halls, your eyes running over everyone's heads, you were only looking for one.
suddenly, you felt familiar hands snake around your waist. your lips upturned into a smirk, knowing exactly who it was.
peters head nuzzled next to your face, melting into you.
"what're you rushin for? i mean its not like there's anything going on today.." he muttered, waiting for a response to his snarky remark.
you swept around as quick as you understood what was happening, and there he was. the brown haired boy of your dreams. his arms never left your waist, but now you guys were face to face. your arms lifted and fell on his shoulders.
he was like a breath of fresh air. every time you were with him, it felt like you could breathe better, everything was better.
in fact, you could pinpoint the exact moment you fell in love with peter.
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you guys had been friends for a few months before you showed any interest in each other, you guys were just the smartest in your physics classes, you leading in number one, of course. you'd hang out almost everyday, but when he started leaving for afternoons, even into nights- it worried you. did he not wanna be around you as much? obviously, you know now that was certainly not the case.
one night, he called you and asked you to meet him at his- aunt may's- house. you were skeptical but obliged, since you hadn't seen him for a while, and it seemed like he wanted to make up for it.
aunt may let you in and allowed you upstairs, and you knocked on peters door. when he clicked the button to unlock it, the door opened widely to a smiling peter parker surrounded by roses and a small bag of chinese food.
"its uh- its not much but i know i've been busy and i wanted to make it up to you."
your eyes suddenly softened to those of shock, that someone could care so delicately of your feelings. all you could do in the moment was run up to him and give him the tightest hug you'd ever given.
the sparkle in your eyes that night, that was the night you fell in love with him.
"its perfect. thank you pete."
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now, here you were standing almost two years later with the same boy. except now, he was yours.
you chuckled at him, peter was always just peter. funny, sarcastic, loving peter.
he quickly spun you around, so your back was facing his body. it was quiet. there was no one in the school. how long had you guys been standing there like that for? where you there for ages or were teenagers really that eager to get out of school as quick as possible?you shrugged it off your mind, as you didn't really care for the answer at all.
"happy 2 years baby" he mumbled, leaving traces of his warm breath against your neck. your back shuttered at the feeling of it.
"happy two years bug boy." you smirked. and like you'd planned it in your head, he let go of you and stood in front now, starting to walk backwards.
"when are you ever going to stop calling me that?'" you just nodded, and took his hands as you trudged forwards, helping him walk so he wouldn't run into anything.
secretly, he loved the pet name. it was what you'd began to call him whenever he had to leave to be spider-man in the middle of a date, or just a simple hangout. he played it like he didn't enjoy it, but he did. the corners of his mouth would lift, like he cared. and he knew to himself, that he loved the name because no one would ever call him that, except for you. so over time he grew to love it. but you didn't have to know that.
when you guys got to the front door, he opened it with his back and stopped next to it, holding out his arms like you were a princess, waiting for you to go out the door first.
you smiled and he caught up with you, throwing his arm around your shoulders.
surprisingly, it was a nice day in new york. it wasn't too hot or too cold, it was perfect. this was rare, as it was either trifling heat or freezing cold.
you took a deep breath in and started,
"so i was thinking.."
peters face turned towards yours and pecked your cheek softly.
"what were ya thinking?"
you started again, "obviously were doing something tonight but i know you have to patrol too so i was thinking that you could could walk me home, i could stay and get ready while you're out patrolling and when you're done, you could come get me and we'll have dinner? i made reservations for tonight at 'florencia' under two names- one for mr. peter parker & mrs. y/n y/l/n at 7:00pm. the others for mr & mrs greenton at 9:30. had to make up names because i didn't know what time you were gonna come back by." you let out a deep breath after that entire speech you'd just given.
peter only stopped walking. he smiled the biggest smile he'd ever had. you made reservations, but took consideration of his occupation. you understood that being spider-man wasn't a choice, but something he had to do. this only made him fall harder.
his eyes scanned your entire face, and before you knew it his lips were on yours, attacking them with such passion.
when he pulled back his eyes were immediately locked onto yours. "god i fucking love you!"
you giggled and screeched when peters arms met your legs, picking you up promptly over his shoulders.
"peter!-" you said during a laughing attack. you could feel him running forwards, as you guys were almost near your house.
he could feel your arms swinging against his back, as your stomach inhaled in and out in quick movements from the laughter.
this would soon become a core memory of his.
when he finally put you down, you stumbled but he was quick enough to catch your arm.
"dizzy?" he laughed outstretching his arm to make sure you were up and stable.
"yeah just a little bit from i dont know, you running all down the block with me!" you were so happy right now, standing in front of your home, staring at the most handsome boy you'd ever seen.
he leaned in to you, grabbing the back of your neck. his height was definitely a factor here, as you were shorter than him so he pulled you upwards somewhat.
you placed an arm on his chest as his soft warm lips met yours, and you swore, in that moment you felt actual sparks between you. electric fireworks setting off in your own little bubbles.
no one else mattered but him.
"go." you said pulling away beaming. "i've gotta go get pretty and you," you said stepping back, putting one finger on his chest. "you've got bad guys to chase." you finished, still stepping backwards and pointing at him till your other hand hit the brink of your door knob.
he nodded smiling at you, "you're always stunning,-' he started by cupping the corners of his mouth to radiate his voice over to you," -and you're right." he left it at that and blew you a kiss before walking off.
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you'd been home for about 2 hours since peter left you. clothes piled around your freshly cleaned- now not so cleaned- room. you could not for the life of you, find anything good enough to wear. nothing looked right.
you wouldnt admit this to peter, but secretly you'd been having body image issues. when you guys would eat, all you'd do was pick and pick and pick.
everytime you passed a mirror, you couldnt help but look at your body. examine it, over analyse, pick out every single piece that you didnt like and hide it. thats what you tried to do best but it seems like anything and everything you did, it wasnt enough.
social media, that didnt help. after peter fell asleep at night, you'd look through your phone at the models that lit up the screen, the heavily photoshoped pictures filling your pupils. 'their lives must be perfect' you mumbled into the dry air.
in reality, peter loved you for you. oh god how he could scream it from the rooftops. his words could never describe just the amount of perfect he thought you were. he'd tell you everyday, all the time.
so now here you were, standing in your heavily cluttered bedroom contemplating everything. you'd tried on at least 30 outfits. nothing looked good to you. as you walked past the mirror, walking towards your closet- you stopped in front of it.
you were clothed in a small yellow dress with your hair curled, and to the naked eye you looked stunning. gorgeous. but to you, you could help but pick out how your hips dipped into your body, and how when you sat, there was those love handles that no matter how much working out you did, would always stick around.
you glaced at the clock, a tear shedding your eye. 7:45pm.
you did nothing but sink to the floor, now letting all of your mascara flow down your face.
it wasnt fair, that you didnt look like all the girls in the magazines. it wasnt fair, that you couldnt be the women on tv with the perfect personalities and the perfect faces. it wasnt fair, to peter, to not be able to give him any of that. it wasnt fair.
out of nowhere, you heard the sound of creaking. your head turned quickly seeing your boyfriends fully suited body jumped into your room, with flowers.
your heart weakend because why couldnt you just get up and be happy for him, and be happy because today was a happy day.
peter immediately ran over to you, noticing the mood on your face.
¨baby?" his hands grabbed your cheeks, now being on the same level of the ground as you were.
¨whatre you doing, whats wrong?" you pryed his large hands off of your face and stood up in front of him. he only looked at you with his eyebrows furrwowed. what had happened in the while he was gone? was she upset that he made it somewhat late? there were little kids in the street trying to catch a ball, and needed to help them. but then there was the woman who had dropped her wallet and someone had stole it, so he had tot ake care of that. and after all of that, there was an old woman who couldnt hold all of her groceries correctly, so he had to help her.
were you upset about that? he hoped not.
he walked closer to you, desperate to know what bothered you.
¨look at me peter. how do you even like me? im just a big mess, im nowhere near looking like some model on the cover of vogue.¨ you said, flailing out your arms to help further state your point.
´what?' he thought. what did you mean? you were standing in front of him, and god, that dress was one of his favorites.
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he dates it back to a random day in june where he insited on taking you out shopping, just because.
you guys stopped into a mom and daughter boutique, when you layed eyes on the most dainty, beautiful dress. it was yellow, and had a v-neck, which went down pretty low -which no one complained about- and was right up to your thighs. you were going to leave it, but peter insisted that you try it on. in fact he practically made you try it on. when you came out of the dressing room he was facing the other way, staring at the other dresses.
¨hey dork look over here." you´d said playfully. peter quickly recongnised your voice and turned around and the look on his face- it was like he seen an angel.
¨oh my god. y/n, you look... you look stunning." he managed to breath out while walking even closer towards you.
he grinned from ear to ear while quickly pulling his phone out of his pocket and snapping a picture of you.
¨peter!¨ you laughed, reaching out to grab the phone. ¨you´re getting that. i dont care what you say." he mumbled, your arms tangled together and your faces so close together you could feel him breathe.
¨its so expensive pete- i cant." he only looked of surprise.
¨who said anything about the price? im buying it for you.¨ he leaned and pecked your lips, and he could feel you smile.
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peter walked closer to you, helping you put your arms down and pushing your hair to the side of your face.
¨is that what this is about? you not looking like other women? women im not dating?"
¨peter-" you started, but he didnt let you finish by putting his pointer finger onto your lips.
¨you´re so fucking beautiful. i need you to know that. when i look at you, i dont care about anything else in the room because its suddenly just you and me.¨ his tone was as serious as you ever heard him get with you. he was telling the truth.
he never wanted you feeling insecure of yourself, or ever comparing yourself to other women.
he was dating you for you. that´s what he loved most. he didnt want you to change whatsoever.
your head ended up on his chest, a tear rolling from down your cheek onto his freshly laundered suit. he didnt care- all he cared about was making you feel better.
this night was supposed to be one of love and each other. he never wanted you feeling inferior, and espescially on his account. he wanted you to feel amazing tonight, to feel like you were loved- because you were, more than you could ever possibly fathom.
after staying in that positition for at least 5 minutes, you sniffled, and pulled your face up to look at him.
´i´m sorry. i ruined our night pete.¨ he nodded, completely reassuring you with the look on his face.
his fingers ran through your hair feeling the light curls you´d put into it earlier.
¨hey, no. you didnt ruin our night baby. i love you so much okay?"
you nodded, smiling at his dorky face. the face you fell in love with.
you were gonna be okay. he loved you, for you. everything was okay. this night was not going to waste, it was a day that didnt happen all the time. you were determined to make it work.
you then stepped away from him, looking in the mirror and cleaning up the mascara that had ran into your face.
you could feel his eyes on you as you walked past him, grabbing the pair of heels you´d flung across the room an hour ago. strapping them on he looked at you questioningly,
¨y/n, what´re you doin?¨
your eyes met his and stood up, placing your hands on his waist. you bit your lip and peered at his handsome self.
¨the ´greentons´ are going to be late to dinner if they dont leave soon.¨
you both instinctively looked over at the clock, that read 8:49pm. all peter could let out was a chuckle and fancily walked towards the door of your bedroom.
¨mrs.greenton?" he said in a funny posh accent, offering you his arm.
you giggled and brought your shoulder to your chin all flustered. taking steps forwards, you linked your arm with his.
¨mr.greenton?¨ you replied, mimicking the exact same posh accent.
mr and mrs. greenton made it on time to dinner, and had an amazing night. the yellow dress also seemed to have landed on the floor that night, but thats neither here nor there.
a/n: hiii babies!!! i tried to write this best i could, so i hope everyone finds this interesting! anyways, i love you! and i just got a new laptop so be on the lookout for some new fics <333 -nina
