Prompt #23
Requested by @not-a-losechester

Far From Home comes out this year. We can say that tomorrow.

Summary: It's New Years Eve, and you and your boyfriend Peter are extremely bored. So, you decide to play truth or dare.

QOTP: Truth or dare?

Word Count: 1264

"I've never been more bored in my entire life," you groan, laying on Peter's bed and staring at the bottom of the top bunk with your right arm up for literally no reason.

Peter grunts in response from his position on the floor, despite the fact that he has bunk beds and you're only taking up one of them.

"What time is it?" you ask, finally putting your right arm down with a thud against the comforter.

"11:15," Peter replies.

You sigh. "It's not even midnight yet."

"It wouldn't be so bad if we were actually cool and had plans."

May is out with friends because you both made her go have fun, Ned is away on a family vacation, and MJ didn't want to hang out, leaving you and Peter to figure out something to do.

You couldn't, so here you are.

"We can make plans," you suggest.

Peter sighs. "With who? Everyone's out partying somewhere."

"Why aren't we?"

"'Cause we're good kids who follow the rules."

You sigh, then think for a few minutes. "We could play a game."

There's a long pause. "What game?"

You think for a few minutes, then say the first thing that comes to mind. "Truth or dare?"

Peter's brows furrow. "There's only two of us."

"So? It's New Years; let's be a little adventurous."

He sighs yet again. "Fine."

"Alright, then, Spidey," you say. "Truth or dare?"

"Truth, I guess," he answers nonchalantly.

You take a bit to come up with a question. "Uh... What's your favorite color?"

He sits up, then, and looks at you incredulously. "Are you serious?"

"I can't think of anything!" you reply, throwing your hands up.

"I chose dare, then."

"Well, now I have to come up with a dare- wait, I got it!" You grin suspiciously, and it worries Peter. "I dare you to let me use the web shooters."

Every time you've asked Peter, he's said no; he thinks you might break them or something else.

Possibly someone else.

It's a legitimate concern. But you're determined to shoot them once before you die, and, especially being Spiderman's girlfriend, that could literally be at any time.

Peter sighs yet again. "Y/N-"

"Please!" you plead. "Just once!"

"I-"

"I dared you!" you add.

"My favorite color is red. Now, truth or-"

"No!" you shout. "You took it back! You said dare!" He starts shaking his head, so you say, "I'll buy you a sandwich from Delmar's-"

"Y/N-"

"Two sandwiches."

He considers for a second. "Okay... But you only get one shot, and it has to be outside."

You practically bounce up and down with excitement. "Really?!"

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Ten minutes later, a car alarm is going off and you and Peter are sprinting for the apartment building, slipping in the snow.

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"Truth or dare?" Peter asks with a boyish grin. You're now sitting on the couch in the living room, legs crossed and facing each other.

"Truth," you say.

He thinks for a second. "How would you feel if I kissed you right now?"

You laugh (it's almost a giggle). "I'd feel... happy."

He mocks offense. "'Happy'?! That's it?!"

You laugh again. "I don't know! I'd a feel a feeling I can't describe in words." You were half-joking when you said that last part, and it causes Peter to grin as he leans in to kiss you.

You press your lips to his, then pull away too quickly for his liking. "Truth or dare?"

"Dare," he says.

By this point, you've decided to make it more interesting; the person who gives the dare or the question has to give an incentive (i.e. the Delmar sandwiches from earlier). If the dare is passed or a question goes unanswered, the incentive gets flipped (i.e. if he said no, he'd be buying you sandwiches).

So, you think about what it is you want to dare him to do and how far you're willing to go to get him to do it. "Rap the entire Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles theme song right now and I'll do your dishes for a week."

He bursts out laughing, then looks at you with disbelief. "Are you serious?"

"Yes," you say. "Rap the whole theme song. Right now."

"Do you even know the whole theme song?" he asks.

You give him an incredulous look and put a hand on your chest. "By heart."

He laughs, then sighs, looking down. "I can't remember it."

"I guess you wanna do my dishes, then..." you trail off smugly.

He thinks for a minute more, then unsurely starts to rap. "Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. Heroes in a half shell - turtle power.

"Here we go... it's lean, green ninja team on the scene - cool teens doin' ninja things. So extreme... out the sewer like... laser beams. Get rocked with the shell-shocked pizza kings...?"

He stops, eyes wide because he can't remember the rest. "Uh... Can't stop these radical dudes. The... secret of the ooze... made the chosen few. Emerge from the shadows to make their move. The good guys win and the bad guys lose."

He stops yet again, this time in complete defeat. "That's all I can remember."

You cock an eyebrow. "That's it?"

He shrugs. "That's it."

You sigh, then clear your throat so you can educate him. "Leonardo is the leader in blue, does anything it takes to get his ninjas through. Donatello is the fellow - has a way with machines. Raphael's got the most attitude on the team. Michelangelo! He's one of a kind, and you know just where to find him when it's party time. Master Splinter taught them every single skill they need to be one lean, mean, green incredible team.

"Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. Heroes in a half shell - turtle power."

Peter sits there in amazed silence for a solid thirty seconds. "I feel like I just saw a whole other side of you that I've never seen before, and I don't know whether to be scared, amused, or even more in love with you than I already am."

You blush, but play it off. "How about a combination of all three?"

He chuckles. "Sounds good to me." There's a few seconds silence, so you remind him that it's his turn to ask you, but he says, "Oh, no. Game over. Nothing can top whatever it was I just witnessed." You laugh as you both turn to face the TV - which is off - and scoot closer to each other. He grabs the remote off the coffee table and turns on the TV.

The New Years Countdown is over.

You chuckle. "And, of course, we missed it."

"I still get to kiss you, though," Peter replies cheekily, leaning in.

You laugh and kiss him back. "Happy New Year, Parker."

Peter wraps his arm around you and you lay your head on his shoulder. "Happy New Year, Y/L/N."

You cuddle closer to him, laying an arm across his middle. "I love you," you say quietly.

The way you said it makes Peter's heart melt, and he kisses your forehead. "I love you, too, Michelangelo."

You chuckle, then look up at him pointedly. "You still have to do my dishes, though."