*here have sum marvel depression lol don't watch the video btw if u haven't watched Spider-Man FfH. Also quick lil note the reason I loved Spider-Man(the first movies even tho they were cringey and the comics) ever since I was little is because he's always been beat down and hurt and has gotten so much taken away from him. Yet he still manages to get up and smile. *
You sat next to Peter Parker on your bed. There was about two feet between the both of you.
"Wait, so you group the numbers or divide the sum?" You asked pointing at the page you flipped to. Anxiety bubbled in your chest both from Peter studying your face and the dreaded math quiz.
"You.." He said moving to close the gap that was seated between you and pointed at the page. "Group the numbers."
"Oh." You said distracted by the close proximity of his handsome face. His dark-brown hair fell into his eyes as he looked up at you. "Thanks, Pete. You're the best."
"No problem." He whispered looking at your (y/e/c) eyes deeply and down to your lips. You stood up quickly and set your textbook on your dresser. You felt his hand on your left shoulder as he pulled you around to face him.
You both danced around the possibility of you kissing each other. Every time one of you got nervous or flustered and turned away.
Peter wasn't going to let the opportunity to kiss you pass him by. Ever since he first laid eyes on you in ninth grade, he knew he was a goner.
You walked backwards to your wall, your back fell against it. He planted his hands on each side of you.
"Just admit it, y/n.." He whispered looking at your lips for a few seconds and up to your eyes. He licked his bottom lip for a moment. "You like me."
"What?! No.." You lied looking around the room. You felt your cheeks burn up at how close he was to you. And how his intoxicating scent of pine and mint surrounded you.
"I see you look at me in every class we have together. I know because when your eyes meet mine, you look away. I know how you put space between us so you don't have to be by me. What are you so afraid of? Admit it. If you won't, I will. I admit that I'm deeply falling in love with you. Every damn day."
"Peter.." You sucked in a deep breath to steady yourself at his words. He's in love with me? "I feel the same way. I'm falling in love with you too."
His chiseled jawline twitched for a moment and his lips grew into a soft smile. He leaned in towards you and you closed your eyes feeling his lips against yours. His lips moved in sync with yours as you reached up to run your hands through his chocolate hair, tugging it.
You both pulled apart breathlessly and he smiled softly once again at you as he put a piece of your hair that fell out of your ponytail. He leaned in to give you a kiss on your forehead.
"You own my heart, (y/n) (y/m/n) (y/l/n)." He rested his forehead against yours and gave you another light kiss on your lips. "Do what you will with it."