Hey roomie [P.P]
A/n: This is for @thinkoutsidethebex’s writing challenge! I wrote it in practically one night and I really hope it’s okay because my writing has been feeling crappy lately. Word count: 3.5k Warnings: angst, mutual pining, a couple of swear words and some heart melting fluff Prompt: Home is where the heart is
It was a rare peaceful morning; your deadlines and finals were finally over. The semester was coming to an end and as much as you had wished for it to be over, you could only think of the sadness that lingered in the air.
Your best friend MJ, was leaving for a year abroad. You hadn’t found a new roommate to keep from breaking the lease. It wasn’t that you hadn’t tried to look; it was just that every person felt wrong and you were still holding out hope that the right person would accept.
The door to your apartment opened before slamming shut quickly pulling you from your thoughts. You put down your book that you were pretending to read and prepared for yourself for the inevitable rant. “I swear he’s some kind of monster!”
You laughed at the familiar voice, knowing exactly who was storming through your door. “What did he do now?”
Peter appeared in front of you, curls messy as if he just woken up and a grumpy look on his face. He looked adorable. “Clothes everywhere, food everywhere and he had someone over last night so I barely got any sleep.”
He sighed deeply and sat down on your couch, throwing his head back and closing his eyes. You leaned on your elbow propped up on the back of the couch, and you admired his side profile for a moment. His eyelashes fluttering, the definition of his jaw so sharp you were sure it could cut glass. The way his tongue ran over his bottom lip before he bit down on it with his teeth. Your heart sped up from just looking at him, and your cheeks flamed red as he turned his head, catching your gaze.
You looked back down to your book to hide your blush and laughed. “Sounds like you need a new roommate.”
“You can say that again.” Peter laughed, his eyes lingering on you for a moment before he sat back up straight and watched whatever show you had on in the background.
“Why don’t I be your roommate?” You blurted it out in one uncontrollable breath, your blush deepening even more. Peter’s head slowly turned to you again, his expression asking if you’re serious. “MJ’s going on her year abroad and I want to keep this apartment. Plus I don’t really want to live with some stranger.”
Peter paused in thought, biting his lip and looking off into the distance. Your heart raced more with every second that passed by in silence, waiting for an answer or a reaction, anything.
“I-” Peter’s gaze fell to his hands as he fidgeted with them in his lap, a telltale sign he was nervous. “I can’t, Y/n.” He shook his head and sighed heavily as he looked back up at you.
Your face fell as quickly as your heart. “Oh.”
“I’m so sorry.”
“Pete, it’s okay. You probably have somewhere to live already. I don’t know what I was thinking.” You let out a laugh to hide your insecurities and shook your head. Peter nodded solemnly with pursed lips, going along with your reasoning.
The truth was he had been thinking of finding somewhere new for a while now. He’d had enough of Flash, who he’d been stuck with at the last minute after Ned took another college offer, and he couldn’t wait to move out. Of course, he’d thought about living with you. You were his best friend and lived only across the hall, but he knew he couldn’t. Hearing Flash bring back girls at night was one disturbing thing but to have to listen to you with other guys, Peter was sure he couldn’t handle it.
Just like he couldn’t stand the awkward silence that was left between the two of you in that moment. Your eyes were intently focused on your book but Peter knew you weren’t reading it. He was just about to attempt to break the silence when MJ came out of her room, a stack of boxes in her arms.
“MJ let me-”
“Don’t even think about it Parker. I got this.”
Peter put his hands up and watched her set the boxes on the floor with a smile before she turned to the both of you. MJ put her hands on her hips and narrowed her eyes.
“What happened with you two?”
“Nothing.” You and Peter both answered in unison with mirroring blushes which only increased MJ’s suspicion.
“Uh huh, okay. I’m guessing Peter’s not gonna be your new roommate then?”
You looked at her with a glare and sighed, shaking your head. Peter rubbed the back of his neck with his hand and bit his lips, torn between leaving the awkwardness, staying away from Flash and, more importantly, staying with you. No matter how awkward things could be, you were his favourite person to be around.
“Wow that is awkward. She was really hoping you’d say yes.” MJ smirked slightly before heading to the kitchen.
“MJ!” You called after her but she paid no attention as she opened the fridge to grab a snack.
Peter blushed and smiled to himself at the thought of you hoping for him to say yes before he stood up and stretched out. “I have class in 30 minutes so I better head out.” He nodded and smiled at you before leaving with a sigh and heading across the hall.
You waved and smiled at him as he left, your heart still feeling heavy as you realised you had to find someone else to be your roommate.
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The next day was your traditional movie night and although you anticipated Peter’s arrival, it was as nothing had happened yesterday. He’d brought his Harry Potter boxset around along with a big bag of popcorn and had even worn his Hufflepuff sweater.
MJ was at dinner with her parents and Flash thought your movie nights were stupid anyway so it just left you and Peter. Tension filled the air again as the first movie started and you sighed deeply.
I knew I shouldn’t have said anything.
Peter kept stealing glances at you as he ate the popcorn, hogging the bag. You turned to him with narrowed eyes and he blushed, looking away quickly.
“Stop stealing all the popcorn!” You gasped and took the bag before laughing loudly as Peter stuck his tongue out at you. “Oh that’s how you want to play it?”
You put the popcorn down before tickling him, making him laugh loudly.
“Y/n nooooo!”
Despite his protests, you carried on tickling him and making him laugh uncontrollably until you realised you had ended up laying down on top of him. His face was so close to yours that you could feel his breath against your lips. Both of you paused, Peter’s laughter dying on his lips as his cheeks flamed red.
“Pete I-” You started, not really knowing what you were going to say but knowing something needed to be said. Your eyes fell to his lips, looking so soft and kissable. He was looking at yours before he quickly looked up at you with wide eyes as if he was going into panic mode. Before you could register anything else Peter cleared his throat, shuffling from underneath you and sitting back up to focus on the film.
Once again your heart fell to the pits of your stomach. Another stupid move. You shook your head and went back to watching the movie, scooting slightly further away from Peter.
A knock on the door came soon after, signalling the arrival of your food making you give an inner sigh of relief. You got up and rushed to the door collecting your pizza from the cute delivery guy. Peter watched out of the corner of his eye before quickly looking away as the guy started flirting with you. He felt the jealousy bubble in his chest and the night was only beginning to prove his point that living with you wouldn’t work.
The movie night continued as normal, both of you falling back into an easy and familiar rhythm with each other. That’s how it always was with Peter - easy and simple or at least it used to be but maybe it couldn’t be anymore, at least not permanently.
One thing was for sure, you still wanted him to stay.
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The end of classes came sooner than you were ready for.
MJ was ready to head off to Europe for her travels and even though you had found a roommate for the next year, you knew it wouldn’t be the same. The sense of sadness hit you as you stopped at your usual coffee place on campus, grabbing your usual before starting the short walk back home.
You were just enjoying the peaceful walk with your music when someone tapped you on the shoulder, making you jump. You weren’t surprised to see who it was when you turned around.
“Jeez Flash.” You scoffed, taking one of your earphones out.
“Did I scare you?” He smirked making you roll your eyes and let out a small laugh in response. He started walking with you and although it wasn’t unusual, you much preferred to walk alone.
“So I hear MJ’s already left?”
“No, she leaves on Saturday.” You corrected him, sipping your coffee and trying not to think too hard about it. Flash nodded and hummed. There was a question burning on your tongue but you weren’t sure if you actually wanted the answer.
“Peter is heading home next week. I’m staying at the apartment for the summer.” Flash didn’t look too happy but he brushed past it. You nodded, your curiosity peaking.
“So Peter is moving out?”
“No, he’s still living with me next year. He said he couldn’t find anywhere else.” Flash shrugged, not sounding too happy with the living situation either. “Personally I want a bachelor pad you know? Penis just ruins the whole vibe.”
You rolled your eyes at Flash’s juvenile thinking and tried to ignore the fact that Peter had lied to you. He really just didn’t want to live with you.
Flash rambled some more before saying goodbye as he headed into his own apartment across the hall. You tried to keep your anger at bay to stop yourself from charging into Peter’s room and yelling at him so you waved and quickly made your way to your room.
You spent the rest of the day trying to focus on anything but Peter Parker. Unfortunately, everything seemed to remind you of him so you resorted to trying to finish the rest of your book and eventually falling asleep on your bed.
A loud tapping sound echoed in your room, waking you up from your sleep. You picked up the open book that rested on your chest and put it to the side, your eyes darting over to the window as another knock sounded.
You were on the 3rd floor so you shouldn’t have been surprised to know it was Peter but still you were. “Peter?”
You yawned as you made your way over to the window, quickly opening it when you saw his pale face and blood trickling from his nose. Something was wrong.
You helped him through your window and supported his weight until he was lying down on your bed, his hand clutching the side of this stomach where his suit was a darker red than usual.
“Peter what happened?”
He went to speak before letting out a groan of pain and biting his lip hard. You cupped his cheeks and tried to get him to look at you as his eyelids began to droop. You quickly pressed the spider on his suit and helped him out of it, gasping as you saw the exposed wound on his stomach.
“Oh my gosh Pete.” You quickly got your first aid kit and did what you could, using the knowledge in your head (and google). He winced in pain and gasped as you cleaned the wound, his hand blindly finding yours and squeezing tight.
You blushed at the gesture but didn’t have time to focus on it as you gave Peter your undivided attention. The bleeding soon stopped as you bandaged the wound up before cleaning his face up. He kept his hand in yours the entire time and smiled softly at you.
You smiled back at him and brushed your fingers over his cheek. “There, as good as new.”
You giggled as Peter blushed, leaning into your touch. Another moment passed between you, the tension feeling thicker than it ever had before as Peter leaned in gently but he was cut off by a sharp pain in his abdomen.
“Fuck.”
You bit your lip and frowned in concern. “Are you okay?”
Peter nodded in response and took a deep breath, squeezing your hand. “Why can’t we get this right?”
“What do you mean?” You asked in confusion, furrowing your brow and fidgeting with your hands even though you were sure what he meant.
Peter looked at you with a sigh and shook his head. “I-it doesn’t matter.”
You decided to brush it off and looked at Peter as he ducked his head down to his chest. You remembered why you were angry at him and wondered if you should bring up what Flash had told you but your brain made the choice before you could dwell anymore on the decision.
“Why did you lie to me?”
Peter’s head shot up, his cheeks turning a darker shade of red as he stammered over his words. “I-I... what?”
“You lied to me.” You spoke slowly as you met his flustered gaze. “You told me you’d already found somewhere to live but you’re staying with Flash.” You struggled to keep the bitterness and nerves from your voice as you spoke.
“Actually I never said I’d found somewhere to live i just-”
“Do you not want to live with me? I thought we were best friends Pete?”
“We are!” Peter rushed his words to make sure you knew you still meant a lot to him. “I just- I can’t live with you so I’m staying with Flash.” He avoided your gaze as he spoke, his heart racing in his chest.
“Why? You hate living with Flash!” You didn’t mean to yell but your anger was threatening to overtake you with every moment.
“Because i’m in love with you!” The words left Peter’s lips before he could even process them or take them back. A blush unlike you had ever seen before spread across his cheeks and his neck as he looked down with wide eyes.
“Peter I-”
Before you could finish, Peter got up from the bed quickly with a small wince and made his way back to the window, putting his suit and mask back on. “I’m sorry.”
“Wait Pete!” You tried to call out to him, begging him to come back but he was gone before the last syllable left your lips.
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“I’m going to miss you.”
“Me too.”
You hugged MJ tightly despite her protests and tried not to get emotional. You sighed and let her go, smiling softly and sniffling.
“I’m gonna be back in a year.” MJ reminded you as she picked up her backpack and tightened it on her shoulders. You nodded and smiled.
“I know that but I can still miss you dummy.”
MJ laughed and nudged your shoulder with her hand playfully, “Yeah yeah me too. I’m sad I’m gonna miss the love confession of the century.”
“Firstly there’s not going to be any love confession and secondly you hate mushy stuff so don’t try and fool me.” You giggled, nudging her back before helping her with her bags down to the car. “Plus, Peter hasn’t spoken to me since that night so I haven’t got high hopes.” You shrugged and shook your head.
MJ put her hand on your shoulder and smiled. “Y/n, all men are dumb even the smart ones.”
You laughed and nodded before she hugged you again as the driver helped her load her luggage into the trunk and you swore you noticed a glimmer of unshed tears in her eyes as you pulled away. Before you could make a comment, Peter rushed over and smiled at MJ.
“I came to say goodbye.”
He glanced at you a little awkwardly before handing MJ a wrapped present. You shifted on the spot nervously and watched her open it to reveal a guide to Europe.
“Thank you Peter.” MJ smiled and nodded at him in thanks before he wrapped his arms around her. “You get 5 seconds.” She laughed and hugged him back.
“That’s all I need.” Peter smiled and pulled away after a few seconds, laughing. “Have a good time in Europe, MJ.”
She nodded and smiled before turning to you. “Oh shit, I left my jacket upstairs. Will you grab it for me?”
“Sure.” You smiled, even though you were sure there was no jacket upstairs. You sent her a suspicious glance before heading up to the apartment.
MJ quickly turned back to Peter and smacked his arm.
“Ow!” He yelped and looked at her bewildered. “What was that for?”
“You haven’t told her?!”
“I have.” Peter blushed and avoided MJ’s glare, his voice quiet as she looked at him expectantly. “But I got scared. I chickened out and I left straight after I said it.”
“Peter. She thinks you hate her.” MJ sighed, giving him an obvious look.
“She does?” Peter grew sad at the thought, his face falling quickly as his words echoed with sadness. That’s the last thing he wanted you to think.
“Yes. Tell her before it’s too late.” MJ spoke quickly before you came back down.
“There was no jacket up there.” You gave her a knowing look and put your hands on your hips. She just shrugged and laughed in response.
“Oops, I must have packed it.”
“Mhmm.” You nodded and punched her playfully on the arm as lightly as you could. MJ hit you playfully back before nodding and getting into the car. “Text me as soon as you land okay?”
“Sure will.” MJ nodded and smiled before waving as the car started to drive off. You watched sadly and sighed, not even realising Peter was still there until he took your hand in his. You turned to him and exchanged a look before smiling.
No words were said but they didn't have to be.
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You looked around at the stuff in your room and sighed, picking up the Lego knight bus you and Peter had built when you were feeling homesick one night.
It had been 2 days since MJ had left and the apartment felt smaller than normal. The girl who had agreed to be your roommate had decided to go somewhere else and you and Peter still hadn’t spoken since that night he’d told you he’d loved you.
You knew you should have been packing to leave for home soon but you didn’t feel in the mood to do anything else apart from sit and watch tv.
You were just in the middle of binging your new Netflix series when someone knocked on your door. You expected it to be the Chinese food you had ordered but was once again surprised to find Peter Parker. Except this time he wasn’t injured and at your window, hanging onto consciousness. No, this time he was smiling wide as he peeked over the two boxes in his arms.
“Hey roomie.”
“Peter I- what are you doing here?” You asked, looking at him with a slack jaw and wishing you didn’t look like a troll who lived under a bridge.
“I’m moving in silly.” He laughed, nudging past you with his boxes and setting them down on the floor. You looked at him with furrowed brows and pure disbelief.
“You don’t speak to me for days and then all of a sudden you’re moving in?! Peter what the fu- mmph.”
Peter cut you off by pressing his lips to yours quickly and pulling you close. You gasped in surprise before relaxing into the kiss and kissing him back. The kiss was sweet and soft just like Peter. His lips fit so perfectly against yours, as if they were made for this moment. You never wanted it to end so you kept kissing him for as long as you could until you both started to run out of air.
You were the first one to pull back from the kiss, resting your forehead against his and holding him close. You both exchanged dopey smiles and he nuzzled his nose against yours.
“For the record, I love you too Peter.” You admitted with a blush, feeling a sense of relief as you spoke the words you’d wanted to say for so long.
“That’s good or this would be super awkward.” Peter smiled wide and laughed before he pulled you impossibly closer to him as he kissed you again and again.
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