MARVEL IMAGINES

PETER PARKER • New Jersey

This is inspired from a TV show I used to be obsessed with. Guess what show for a... idk... a high-five!

Peter knew that what he was doing could end catastrophically. Nonetheless, he gripped the steering wheel, setting off on the 2 hour drive to New Jersey.

On the way, he made a few phone calls. "Hello, I made a reservation for two nights at your hotel." He put on a relatively cheery voice, definitely masking his real anxious and anticipating one, "and I unfortunately have to cancel. Something else has come up, I'm so sorry about the late notice!"

"Not a problem!" The receptionist on the other side beamed, "what's your last name?"

"Parker."

The keyboard clicked distantly in the background, "...oh yep! Peter Parker. So sorry about your cancelation, Peter, hopefully you can stay with us another time! Your refund will be forwarded onto your card."

"Thank you, goodbye." Peter hung up, only just hearing the goodbye of the receptionist. He selected the call function on his car once again, speaking to it.

"Call the health board." The car hummed in reply, beginning to ring the contact he just mentioned. "Hello and..." they continued to ramble on, Peter fighting for the first break to speak.

"I would like to make a complaint about the restaurant at hotel Gallagher. I was just there and saw a mouse scurrying across the floor!" Peter said seriously. The man on the other line thanked him for the information and told him they would get people there ASAP to shut down and clear the place. Peter thanked him and hung up.

"Now for the final act..." he whispered to himself, "telling Y/N how I feel."

"YOU are an awful human being." You hissed, fighting back the tears, "You gave ME the tickets to go to the concert in New Jersey with Pietro, yet I find out that you did everything in your power to RUIN our weekend. Disgusting."

"Y/N–"

"No, Peter. Piss off and let me wait for the car by myself." You were angry. Upset. After the two hour drive, you got to the hotel to find out that your booking- the one Peter originally made- had been either accidentally canceled or altered. That incident resulted in the two of you having rooms on different floors across the hotel. After putting that aside, you went to go to the hotel restaurant to see that it has been closed for assumptions of having rodents inhabiting it. The two of you were annoyed and tired, ending up getting ice cream and talking about your futures in the courtyard. Pietro told you that you looked beautiful. You kissed him that night... not long before you were called to get home early the next morning for a mission. Peter had to turn around and head back before he could get to you to tell you about his feelings.

"Don't you want to hear my reasoning? Please, Y/N," He begged, following after you. You spun around with anger shining in your eyes.

"No, I do not. I mean it, Parker. Stay the fuck away from me until the car gets here." You continued to walk to the curb, leaning on the light post. Tony organised for a car to come and pick the both of you up before taking you to where the rest of the Avengers were regrouping. Unfortunately, this argument was during a mission.

"I was going to tell you that I love you..." Peter mumbled, seeing you stand ahead of him angrily.

"When I see you next, Parker, you better prepare yourself." Pietro growled over the line, making Peter's heart skip a beat. Shit... he just confessed his love over the comms.

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WRITTEN BY ELLE