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#idk if i like this but it gave me fluffy feels so 🤷‍♀️
bakubunny · 5 months
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twelve days of kinkmas: a little tradition (1)
part 2
a/n: starting the month with a little bakugo fluff. was gonna do aizawa smut first, but @neon-gothicc inspired this with her denki fic so here u go i hope u like it friend.
pairing: bakugou katsuki x f!reader
prompt: mistletoe
tags: pro!bakusquad, mention of alcohol, katsuki has anxiety, shy!reader, first kiss
see the prompts and join the fun here
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If his plan didn’t work, Denki was a dead man. He knew that much. It was early December, and Eijiro and Mina were hosting the first holiday party of the year. After telling them his idea weeks ago when they’d announced the party, Mina had a mischievous twinkle in her eyes and Eijiro was all stupid romantic grins at the thought.
As the couple got decor in place, setting out food and drink for the event, Denki helped set up decorations by hanging things that were a little too high for Mina to reach on her own. When everything was ready and the clock struck seven, people slowly began trickling in as the party started.
Katsuki walked in the front door after Sero. He looked around the room, not noticing much at first. Then he saw it, and turned around to walk out. Sero grabbed him by the coat and pulled him back in.
“Oh, no Bakubro. You dipped on every holiday party last year. You’re staying,” he said.
Denki, the little fucker he is, hung a sprig of mistletoe over every single doorway in the apartment that Katsuki could see. The two blonde men locked eyes, one with a glare and the other a nervous smile.
Yeah, he was a dead man.
‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ♡ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ·͙*̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩͙‧͙ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ♡ ‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊
You were in the main living area where most everyone was gathered aside from him and a few others playing a game of some kind, looking like a dream, and Katsuki didn’t know how to handle himself. He couldn’t pull his eyes from the pretty red nail polish that complimented your outfit. It resonated in his head, the way you laughed so genuinely at every one of Sero’s stupid jokes as you sat near him. He felt like he was going to be sick. At some point, Katsuki caught your eyes glancing at the doorways once you’d noticed the first one, but you’d seemed unphased.
Of course she doesn’t care, you fucking idiot, he thought. You’re the only one who’s bothered by it.
As the night dwindled on, every once in a while people would “follow tradition,” giving chaste kisses to their significant other.
He’d hardly spent time with you at all. Truthfully, he didn’t have the courage to.
You’d been on his mind for years, little bits of banter going back and forth as you worked at the front desk of the agency. But he never had the courage to ask you out on a date. It felt stupid; Katsuki had all the confidence and smooth talk in the world when he’d first become a hero, knew just what to say to charm the pants off of any person he wanted to fuck. Then he met you three years ago, and it all came to a screeching halt. His stomach got tight, his mouth went dry. He’d fumble things in his hands for no reason, feel his cheeks heat up whenever you spoke to him. He fucking hated it. His friends never shut up on it, either.
Katsuki noticed there was no one in the main entryway to the dining room where snacks and drinks were displayed, so he took his chance and managed to get through the entrance and then to the bathroom unscathed. He slumped down onto the toilet and started at the floor for a long moment. Red, tired eyes looked back at him when he got up to wash his hands.
“I should just fucking leave. Don’t wanna be here anyway,” he mumbled to himself.
Another knot tightly wound itself in his gut.
It was too loud. Everyone was getting drunk. And tonight, he just didn’t care. He knew his friends must have something up their sleeve, convinced that he gives a single fuck about you when he’s told them time and again that, no, he doesn’t. That they need to butt the hell out of his love life. Because if he were to admit to them that he did, they’d only get worse.
Katsuki also knew that if he ended up under the mistletoe with you, he wasn’t sure he’d be able to hold himself back.
‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ♡ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ·͙*̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩͙‧͙ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ♡ ‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊
“Just talk to him, honey!” Mina said quietly with a smile. “Or go take his seat. That’ll start something.”
Your face flared with heat; you’d been debating on approaching Katsuki all night. He looked miserable sitting across the room, but was engaged in other conversation for the most part.
“No, you’re crazy,” you replied.
You stood up and went to grab a glass of water from the dining area. Denki called out as you walked away.
“Hey, wait, can you get me-”
You ran into a wall of muscle with your head turned back to look the other way. Katsuki stood in front of you seemingly dumbfounded and not having noticed you either.
“Oh gosh, I’m so sorry!”
“‘S fine, you okay?” he asked quietly.
“Kiiiiiss,” Sero shouted from across the room.
“Yeah, it’s tradition. You have to, bad luck if you don’t,” Denki quipped.
One look up and sure enough, you were smack under the entryway.
You stepped back with a nervous laugh and met Katsuki’s gaze. “N-no, it’s okay.”
“C’mon, just a little peck,” Eijiro said.
Katsuki watched your cheeks flush, and the words came out of his idiot mouth before he could stop them.
“Dunceface is right, y’know. Tradition’s tradition,” he mumbled.
With a smile and a sigh, you relented. You pushed onto your toes to reach Katsuki’s cheek and kissed him. As you pulled away, two large hands grabbed your face. Katsuki kissed you hard enough to knock the air out of your lungs.
The sudden uproar of noise in the room faded in Katsuki’s head as he kissed you once, twice, and again. His heart hammered in his chest. By the second and third one, you were kissing him back. He almost couldn’t believe it.
For once, he thought, Dunceface had a pretty good idea.
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venusbby · 1 year
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haiii idk if ur doing rq but-
can u pls do bllk bois with their kids and wife🙏maybe them attending a game or going out and the public/media recognises them or something and blah blah blah they become the talk of the town cuz of their resemblance or something like that🤷‍♀️idk just a suggestion, it's entirely up to u. i just want some fluffy family moments😭
do whoever u want and can, and it's a-okay if u can't or don't wanna do it😭👍
p.s if u end up doing it can u pls give the kids names🥹
ok i'll stfu now🫶
family time !!
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🍂 characters/pairings: itoshi sae, mikage reo, itoshi rin x reader (seperate ofc)
🍂 warnings: ages of the kids are not specified (sorry idk how kids work sorry), nicknames like "ma" and "mommy" and "mom" used for reader, sae is the best hubby ever, reo is spoiling his daughter left and right, rin almost curses (almost!!), mention of paparazzi in rin's part, reader tears up a little at the end of rin's part (not angst, don't worry)
🍁 note: here u go anon!!!! im so so so sorry for making you wait for so long. your idea was adorable!!! i hope this makes up for it <3333 thank you for requesting. also i don't know the first thing about kids. like i genuinely don't know what 7 year olds are like. its so funny. pls help anyways enjoy
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🍁 what would it be like to have a family with.... ITOSHI SAE?
"kenji, let's stay quiet."
"but... why? it's morning."
"because your mom is sleeping, and we shouldn't disturb others when they're sleeping."
oh, how difficult it was to keep your lips pressed in a straight line and keep your breath steady— when you could clearly feel two pairs of eyes on your sleeping form. sleeping on your side while facing these two was such a challenge.
sae's voice was incredibly low as he spoke to your son, words coming out raspy from how hard he tried to avoid waking you up. the constant shuffling of your son in the middle of the bed made your hands itch with the urge to ruffle his hair, even when your eyes were closed.
you felt another shift, this time a gentle finger pushing away a strand of your hair behind your ear. you'd recognise the touch anywhere, anyhow.
"ma is really pretty." you heard kenji mumble quietly. (that too at the softest volume ever, because he listens to his father and definitely wouldn't want to interrupt your sleep.)
"she is very pretty," sae sighed, staring at your relaxed face, eyes trailing from your eyelashes to your slightly parted lips as you breathed out. "she works hard for us every day, you know?"
your eyes slightly shifted once he said that, and you hoped he didn't notice.
you heard kenji whisper to his dad. "she's not really sleeping, is she?"
he whispered back to him. "nope, we will just wait until she gives up."
you fluttered your eyes open right after. your son giggled loudly and flung himself in your embrace, dragging the sheets underneath his body along with him. sae usually made the bed afterwards, anyway. "i knew it!"
"good morning, ken." you softly kissed the top of his head, flattening down the wild strands of red hair that became messy due to his weird sleeping positions. while your son gave you a very cheerful 'good morning' back, your gaze shifted towards your husband, who was already staring at you with his lips pressed in a line which almost looked like a small smile. "good morning, sae."
"good morning. we are too smart to fall for your tricks, just so you know." sae took your hand, pressing his lips against your soft skin. "did you sleep well?"
you nodded with a sleepy smile on your face. kenji whipped up his head from your chest to look as well, and he smiled too when he realised that you had gotten the rest you deserved after your long family trip yesterday.
sae calmly shifted out of the bed. he stretched, muscles still sore from how long he had to drive the previous day. he looked back at the cute sight of the two most important people in his life, eyes softening. "hey, ken. why don't you help me cook something for ma? you know what she likes for breakfast."
"i know, let's go!"
you watched sae quietly leave the bedroom with your excited son running after him, right on his footsteps, your heart swelling with love and your face bright with a smile.
for you, this is the best way to wake up.
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🍁 what would it be like to have a family with... MIKAGE REO?
"baby, are you ready yet?" reo asked.
"almost! are you both already done?"
once you wore your earrings, you swiftly turned to look at reo standing in the bedroom's doorway along with your daughter.
as expected, they were completely ready, with reo in his casual (yet obviously expensive) clothes, your lovely daughter wearing a dress which reached below her knees.
a dress that you certainly don't remember buying for her.
your eyes shifted towards the culprit.
"sora, baby, who got you this dress?" your voice was soft, yet your eyes still stayed on the male who didn't show an ounce of guilt on his pretty face.
she noticed your behaviour and sheepishly pointed to her father, her giggles barely contained.
"okay, i did.. just an hour ago." reo admitted, then looked down at sora, a pout on his face. "you promised you wouldn't say anything!"
she shook her head, running towards you. with heels on, you felt so much taller, and your little kid felt so much tinier. you lifted your hand up for a high five, which was returned by sora immediately. "that's my girl."
reo's pout deepened. he walked towards you too. "hey, i deserve a high five too, sora. didn't i play with you while your mommy was busy getting ready?"
you rolled your eyes playfully, making sure your daughter didn't see. she was in her mimicking age at the moment, you would regret it if she rolled her eyes at any and everything you or your husband said.
reo leaned in for a quick kiss that you granted him, "you look beautiful. both of you do."
"you don't look too bad yourself," you mumbled, sending him a wink, which made his heartbeat speed up. even after all these years.
reo snapped his fingers as you all left the bedroom, gaining the attention of your daughter who was focused on fiddling with the material of your jeans. he asked her in hopes that she'd remember, "what are we going to do today?"
"the ball game!"
"it's... it's called football." reo chuckled at her cuteness, letting her tiny hand slip into his as he bent down slightly to carefully walk down the stairs with her. you followed after them, making sure to check that all the lights on the top floor were off before making it downstairs.
"yeah, football! you play that, right?"
"yes, i do! my sora is so smart!"
you smiled unknowingly behind them, noticing your husband's wide grin. you knew how much it meant to him when your daughter showed interest in football. although he wanted her to decide her own likes and dislikes, he wasn't going to let her inherit a company if she didn't want to— and yes, those thoughts are pretty early on since she's still a toddler, but you know that your husband overthinks. he just wants her to like football so she can have a hobby that she likes.
reo and sora continued to walk outside hand in hand, towards the parking lot.
you called out to your husband while checking the house once more, mentally going through the things you carried in your purse just in case you missed anything. "reo, you better not let her choose one of the cars by saying eenie meenie minie mo or else—"
"too late, our ride has already been chosen!" your husband yelled happily from outside, his laugh echoing loudly as you came outside to find your daughter already seated in her favorite car of the day.
"you are so in trouble," you shook your head as you made your way to the car together. your husband shrugged, "let her have some fun, babe. and i'm absolutely fine with being in trouble." he gave you one of those smiles, earning another eyeroll.
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🍁 what would it be like to have a family with... ITOSHI RIN?
"why can't they just leave us the fu- leave us alone when we're with 'kio?" rin huffed, setting down his car keys on the coffee table as you entered the house. your son was already running up the stairs and into your shared bedroom to play with his toys while you and your husband lingered behind him.
"it's alright, rin. calm down." you spoke softly, patting him on the back as you went into the kitchen for a glass of water. he followed. "i just don't get it. we deserve privacy too."
"they weren't bothering us, you know that."
"...i know." he sighed.
"in fact, i just saw an article on the way home. people are going crazy because akio has your eyes, it's so funny." you tried to lighten the mood, succeeding when rin leaned in to look at the article on your phone that you showed him.
he sighed once again, eyeing the picture of the both of you walking on the street with your son in the middle, who had an excited smile on his face while he was looking at you. "he really does have my eyes. and your hair."
you hummed and caressed rin's cheek, soothing him with your quiet voice. "it's no big deal, baby. we can handle the paparazzi."
just then, your son was rushing down the stairs again, blooming with energy from the wonderful lunch you guys had half an hour ago. "i wanna go out again!"
you watched as rin made his way over to akio, seeing him bend down to come eye to eye with the child.
rin observed akio's eyes, finding the resemblance that the public was talking about. a feeling of pride took over his heart. he ruffled the boy's hair. "we will go out again tomorrow. wanna play in the pool for now?"
"only if mom comes too!!"
rin turned his head to look at you, raising his eyebrows in question. he smiled slightly when you nodded and walked towards them.
"of course i'll come! i just need to change. why don't you and your dad go ahead?" you cooed, admiring the two sets of teal eyes that stared at you with admiration and love, akio's being much rounder and bigger than rin's. your husband hummed in agreement.
"let's go, 'kio. i'll give you your favourite floatie."
your son followed after rin as they made their way towards the pool in the backyard, rin sliding the huge glass doors aside to let more of the warm sunlight in.
you knew the pool would calm both of the boys down. it had been a long time since you enjoyed some sun as well. you grinned to yourself as you made your way upstairs to change into some swimming-appropriate clothes, making sure to take some time in order to let akio have some son and father bonding time with his dad.
they were so identical. it was as if a piece of rin was present in akio, and a piece of akio was present in rin. both of them reminded you of each other.
once you came back downstairs, you quietly sneaked a glance towards the boys outside, hearing their muffled voices.
"oh, so you want to play like this?" rin said. the grin on his face made your eyes sting ever so slightly. he splashed some water towards your laughing son who waved his hands around to protect himself from the water.
this is exactly how you imagined rin to be a few years ago, and even though he didn't believe in himself much as a soon-to-be father that time— you knew he had found his safe place now.
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twinkodium · 8 months
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my asks are getting longer and longer, i’d like to apologize to all of your followers 😭
aw that’s great! honestly it’s my own fault for choosing to work weekends 😭 usually it’s not too much, only a few hours, but this weekend i’m gonna be busy 9am to 8pm saturday and probably many hours on sunday too… and then i have two weekends of work from 11am on friday to 9pm sunday 😶 lovely
yeah tbh emotions and honesty is more nice the boring pr stuff, but there has to be some kind of rationality. not carlos going off on twitter over nothing 🫣
welllll what can i say…. my probably longest & most expanded like daydream world is one where liam and i have been best friends ever since we were little kids in new zealand… having raced each other ever since forever and we were like always bound to fall in love 🤪 i shouldn’t go into more details but… i may think about it quite often 😶 maybe like every day 😶
i’d say that since oscar isn’t blonde, it means that my feelings for him go even deeper? since it’s not the hair color i usually go for? 😁 okay but about liam and his smile… there maaaay be a fic in my drafts that started off by me having one single thought, that thought being “no smile has ever been more contagious than liam lawson's.” because in my mind it’s true, i don’t care what other people think 🤷‍♀️
the streamer era was lovely, there’s just something about the blonde waves flowing out from under the headphones… and like this? lord help me? the glasses??? 😵 i didn’t include liam in my like intro post bcs i only put current f1/2/3 (just like i didn’t include any other freca drivers, reserve drivers etc)(honestly idk why i did that, not like i won’t write about others…) and i think i’ve mentioned him in like 2 posts before…. trying to stay loyal to osc i guess 🫢 but with liam in f1 idk if i’ll be able to help it…
i have stayed up late & woken up early to try to find a free stream to watch him in japan but it has never worked 🥲 i mean the whole alpha tauri circus is chaotic and the fact that yuki has only taken three points all season does look good for liam… like the bar isn’t super high 🫣 i’d be overjoyed if he got his first points this weekend, but also heartbroken since i can’t watch live, lmao! but my fingers are crossed 🤞
(please i’ve been looking at your reblogs and posts and just giggling to myself for such a long time 😭 truly the power of a pair of good hands! and speaking of hands… i know someone else who’s got pretty alright hands…. 👀)
Omg super long one I LOVE IT 🥰🥰
Don’t your worry about it, small community and they can take it or just unfollow lmao
Why did you such a thing? I would never choose weekends over weekdays 😭 that’s just a crime for real 😭 oh damn you’re going to be knackered after that long shift ☹️ what an awful working schedule tho, depressing 😢
Gimme the emotions and not the dry pr answers I want to see how you really feel! Omg they’re still grilling Carlos for that hahaa
CHILDHOOD FRIENDS TO LOVERS AWWWWW🥹 that’s so cute 🥺 you should write it tho maybe 👀👀 you really should go into details cuz now I’m really invested 😭 you can’t keep me hanging like this cmon! Gotta love all the daydreams haha I have a few too 🫣
Trueee he’s a pretty brunette with oh so soft hair… I want to run my fingers through it, it looks so damn fluffy and soft awwwww BUT I’ve seen an edited pic of Oscar with blonde hair… and let me tell you he could pull it off perfectly 😩😩 ITS TRUE CUZ SAME!!! a draft??? Don’t tease me like that, very interesting now 👀 I see him smile and I smile too, just adorable 🫶🏼
The messy blonde hair stuck under his headphones 😩 him running his fingers through it every damn second… THE TANK TOP HE WORE SOMETIMES🫠🫠🫠 showing off his massive arms…. Especially when he touched his hair….😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨 yeah I loved that era😩😩 same, I don’t have him listed either but maybe next year??👀 ufff Freca.. I gave up on it, I’m overwhelmed with four series already don’t want to get involved to more 😭 having a Liam pfp means you could post about him too 😌 ohhhh so Liam in f1 >>> Oscar in f1?? That’s interesting 🤔
Yeah I got a link for Superformula stream so I try to watch the last round if I don’t forget and I’ll be not dying by sleep deprivation 😂😂😂 cuz my sleeping schedule is the worst! Oh yes! It’s going to be interesting to see how he’s doing in Monza now. But also he beat Yuki no? Okay Yuki had the penalty but also he was right behind him so 👀 and at some point he did have difficulties to switch something on the car and they had to help him explain 😭 fingers crossed 🫶🏼
(Awww nooo way I’ve been noticed by you for a while 🥹🥹🥹 indeed 😮‍💨 ohhhh spill the tea honey 👀👀)
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underoosweb · 2 years
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Hi!! I have a tasm! Peter Parker request!! So… Peter’s best friend/roommate (who shocker he is in love with! Lol) is a teacher. She has a really wild class maybe kindergarten age. She has had a terrible time with these kids and has had it. One day she come home from work a complete mess. Paint everywhere, hair messed up , broken shoe and or glasses the whole nine yards. Peter at home on the couch when she comes in. He starts to laugh at the sight of her maybe teases her. And she breaks down . Tells him everything that happens . “And the worst part of the whole thing is they said they were being Spider-Man! 20 five years cornered me and used paint “webs” and then Peter makes a big mistake “well that kinda funny don’t you think.” She storms out. … idk where to go from here! I feel think there is some more drama … but a cute fluffy ending wear Spider-Man comes into her class and set them straight . She says “that’s why I love you” under her breath. He hears her and after the kids leave he kisses her….. idk I’m not a writer!!!!🤷‍♀️ Thank you!!❤️
Today just started badly. First, you overslept, then someone spilled their coffee on you while you were rushing to catch a cab, the cab driver flirted with you when you told him you had a boyfriend he scoffed and murmured under his breath which made you roll your eyes. Then when you go to school the kids were out of control. Teaching 20 5 to 6-year-olds can be chaotic but never like this. Ben decided the walls needed some lime green paint, Lucy decided your jeans needed more color as well, squeezing the purple and yellow tube all over your jeans. Your eyes widened and the kids giggled. Christian wanted a toy that Alex was playing with and he ended up hitting and causing a small little fight between the two of them, you pulled them off each other and it ended with their tiny fists in your hair. You wanted to go home, take everything off, shower and crawl into your bed and cry your eyes out. You were exhausted between planning class lectures, grading their work, keeping the kids calm and at bay, trying to have a social life, and having to take care of Peter after he came home from a night of patrolling. You met Peter at the library in school about 1 year after he lost Gwen. You both reached for the last copy of the required book for an English Lit class, he wanted you to have it and you wanted him to have it. It ended up leading to the two of you sitting at a table and trying to share the book between you. The next thing you knew the two of you were together constantly, you became best friends and you harbored a huge crush on the brown-eyed, crazy brown-haired, photographer, skater boy. You knew it would stay one-sided he was still grieving and in love with Gwen and you were okay with it. You think? The end of the day came, you had paint all over your pants, handprints on your shirt, your hair was a mess. You slowly made your way into your shared apartment with Peter. You hoped Peter was there, you have never needed a hug more than you did now. Sighing you opened the door, you were greeted by the smell of pizza. You looked over towards Peter and felt the tears well up in your eyes.
“What happened to you?”
“The kids thought I needed more color apparently, today was absolute shit.” You froze when you heard Peter laugh. He was laughing. He was laughing at you.
“They did a great job, I mean I always did think you would look good with bright pink hair. They even gave you a little hairstyle as well.”
“The worst part of the whole thing is they said they were being Spider-Man! 20 five years cornered me and used paint “webs”
“I mean it is kind of funny, isn’t it?”
Your hands clenched into fists, he was making fun of you. After all the consulting, taking care of him when he was hurt, hugging him, and comforting him when he couldn’t help everyone… he was making fun of you. You finally broke. Tears streamed down your face. Peter’s grin fell from his face, you whipped away your tears but they kept falling.
“Hey…” You looked at Peter and glared
“You are the worst.” Peter’s breath hitched
“I have done everything for you, I have stayed up worrying over you, helping you, patching you up, hugging you through every breakdown, and crying myself to sleep over worrying for you because I’m so scared something bad is truly going to happen to you. All I wanted was for you to listen and hug me… but instead, I get made fun of not only by my kids but by my best friend.”
“Y/N… I’m sor-”
“I don’t care, Peter. Goodnight.” You made your way to your room and slammed the door. Peter flinched at the sound.
“Fuck…”
You woke up the next morning with a headache and for once you were glad a bathroom was in your room. You stood under the hot water for a long time. Sighing, you exited and got changed. When you made it to the school, all the kids were waiting in line and you let them in. You turned to help Jennifer with her R’s when you heard collective little gasps. You looked over to see Peter standing there, well Spider-man standing there.
“Hi, kids.”
“IT’S SPIDER-MAN!” the kids squealed all together. They jumped from their chairs and ran towards Peter. You stood there eyes wide, mouth agape. You made your way towards him and whispered in his ear.
“What are you doing here?”
“Setting things right.”
“What?”
“Alright, kids. Miss Y/N here told me what happened yesterday and how naughty everyone was.”
The kid's eyes widened, a pout forming on their lips
“I know you guys want to play and be a superhero but you know what you guys did yesterday wasn’t very nice right?”
“Yes, Mr. Spiderman.” The kids murmured
“I think we owe Miss Y/N an apology.” Your heart skipped a beat.
“We’re sorry, Miss Y/N”
“It’s… it’s okay kids. Now, why don’t we go to recess now.” The kids ran towards Peter.
“Come play with us!” Peter laughed
“I’ll join you guys in a minute,” The kids ran outside with the aid.
You were surprised by how calm everyone was, they were listening and getting along. You looked back at Peter, you love him.
“That’s why I love you…” You said under your breath. You forgot about Peter’s heightened hearing. You jumped when you felt his arms wrap around your waist.
“I’m sorry about yesterday, I wasn’t thinking about your feelings and how I hurt you.”
“It’s okay Peter.”
“But it’s not, I messed up really bad,” He turned you to face him. You reach towards the hem of his mask and lift it up, you felt your heart skip a beat when you met his eyes.
“I will spend the rest of my life making it up to you.”
“Best friends fight and make up all the time Pete.”
“I heard what you said.”
“What?”
“That you love me.” You froze, his hand caressed your cheek.
“I was kinda hoping to say it first, but you always managed to beat me to the finish line.”
“Wait, what?” Peter smiled, leaning down his lips lightly brushed yours
“I’m in love with you,” He pressed his lips onto your and you smiled against his lips.
“I am so in love with you, bug boy.”
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