Is someone jealous?
“Is someone jealous?” Peter cooed, stepping so close as he slowly wrapped his arms around your waist. He thought it all was so funny, the way all his time nowadays seemed to be preoccupied with all things Stark.
“I don’t know, should I be, Peter?” you tested him, palms getting sweaty with rage as you shoved his hands off of you and stepped backward. His face wrinkled up in confusion, obviously torn between the meaning of your words. Annoyed, you cursed and turned away from him, grabbing onto the railing above the stairs with your hand, about to speed off from this dreaded conversation.
“Y/N, wait!” Peter yelled, gently placing a hand on your back to remind you of his presence in the calmest way possible. Letting out a deep sigh, you relaxed and leaned back into his arm, tilting your head to rest on his shoulder.
“You have no idea who I am, do you?” he questioned, not necessarily in a cocky manner but more genuine surprise than anything else. Swiveling to face him, you placed both hands on each of his shoulders and stared deeply into his eyes. Was Peter really going to tell you where he actually had been going every time he skipped a date because he had “something really important to take care of”?
“How could I? You don’t tell me anything!” your tone grew heated and laced with palpable frustration. Peter cracked a smile, probably not the best time to do it as you narrowed your eyes and glared at him with as much hatred as you could muster for the boy you absolutely adored.
“I can’t believe I’m saying this to you… I just don’t want to see you all hurt and jealous, when there is no reason to be either of those things,” Peter began, pausing before he made his confession.
“I’m Spider-man.”
Your jaw dropped to the floor, and Peter had to grab ahold of you to make sure you wouldn’t tumble down the steps. You wanted to say “prove it” but you knew Peter wasn’t one to lie. Your cheeks flushed pink as you looked away in disbelief, not knowing how to continue being with Peter when he was so incredibly gifted and… important. When almost a minute had passed and you still didn’t speak, Peter broke the silence for you.
“Aww, you’re blushing!” he grinned, pinching your cheeks between his fingertips which only served to redden them even more. “What’s going on in your head, pretty girl?”
“Peter, of course, I believe you, it’s just– how do I… How do I even continue doing this with you when you’re—him,” your voice fell to a low whisper at the last word. You couldn’t even bring yourself to say Spider-man, it was too unreal. Peter’s grin grew so wide his facial muscles ached, and he dove into your chest for a tight hug, never wanting to let go.
“Y/N, that’s what I think every day when I’m with you. You’re you and you’re incredible and I don’t deserve you one bit,” he revealed, opening up and making your heart twitch with appreciation. You looked back at him through a blurry sheen of tears, unaware his vision was fogging up as well.
“I love you, Peter Parker, or Spider-man. Whichever, but you’ll always have my heart,” you confessed, fingers gripping onto the back of his soft, cotton t-shirt. Tears stained the sleeve and you sniffled into him, not ready to let go yet.
“I love you too.”