๏ฝก๏ฝฅ๏พ๏พ๏ฝฅ๐ฆ๐ง๐ข๐๐๐ก ๐๐ข๐ข๐๐๐๐ฆ โข ๐๐ถ๐ถ
๐ฆ๐๐บ๐บ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐: ๐ข๐ป ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐ฑ๐ฎ๐๐ ๐ฃ๐ฒ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ฑ๐ป'๐ ๐๐๐ฎ๐ ๐ฎ๐ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ผ๐บ๐ฝ๐ผ๐๐ป๐ฑ, ๐๐ผ๐ ๐ด๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ ๐ฎ ๐ต๐ฎ๐ฏ๐ถ๐ ๐ผ๐ณ ๐๐๐ฒ๐ฎ๐น๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐ต๐ถ๐ ๐ต๐ผ๐ผ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ฒ๐, ๐ฏ๐๐ ๐ผ๐ป๐ฒ ๐ณ๐ฎ๐๐ฒ๐ณ๐๐น ๐ฑ๐ฎ๐ ๐ต๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐๐ฐ๐ต๐ฒ๐ ๐๐ผ๐.
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โข *:๏ฝฅ๏พโโโโโโโง๏ฝฅ๏พ*โฆ๏ฝฅ๏พ*โงโโโโโโ *:๏ฝฅ๏พโข
*:๏ฝฅ๏พโง*:๏ฝฅ๏พโง HONESTLY, you felt like a bit of a creep doing this, but you had no choice. Peter's clothes were just so soft.
You snuck into Peter's room and immediately went to his closet, where he kept all his hoodies. Quickly you snatched one of them and hugged it to your chest tightly. You buried your face in it and took at deep breath.
"Perfect," you sighed breathily.
You tiptoed to his door again, peeking your head out and dramatically swiveled your head right to left to check if anyone was in the hallway. Making sure no one was there, you sped off to your room, cackling quietly like a madman.
As soon as you reached your room, you slipped the shirt on, hugging yourself to feel the hoodies warmth everywhere. You went to your bed and snuggled in it, feeling very cozy with the thick comforter and Peter's hoodie.
You really couldn't remember when you started stealing his hoodies. You always felt a bit guilty doing it, because it's not like Peter gave you permission to where his hoodies when he wasn't staying at the compound, but you couldn't help yourself. You were slightly disgusted by yourself for being so down right stalkerish, but what Peter didn't know would hurt him right? Besides he's not always at the compound since he also lives with May, so technically it's free real estate. You just really really liked how warm and soft and how nice they smelled. And, in a sense, it was sort of like being hugged by Peter himself all the time; you couldn't say no to that.
The warmth you were feeling and thoughts of Peter and his adorableness soon carried you off to dreamland.
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You yawned loudly and stretched your arms after waking up. It was quite dark outside, so you must've slept for a while.Looking down you smooth out your clothes, you smiled slightly when you saw Peter's hoodies still on you. You sighed and looked at your closet, knowing your secretly stash of stolen hoodies was hidden there.
Peter was staying at the compound this week, and he would be coming tomorrow. That meant you had to wash all of his hoodies and put them back so he wouldn't get suspicious of all his missing hoodies.
Deciding to do something on time for once in you life, you pulled yourself off your comfy bed and gathered all the hoodies. Having deposited them in a clothes bin, you picked it up and end to the communal laundry room to was them.
You washed and dried them, before slipping into Peter's room, not that stealthily because you received quite a weird look from Rhodey.
You just ignored him and went inside to begin folding Peter's hoodies.
Once you were done, you placed your hand on your hips and looked around. You noticed Peter's room was an absolute mess. You read somewhere that smarter people worked better in clutter, but that was no excuse for the pig sty that Peter's room was.
You sighed loudly and began cleaning up his room, wondering how someone so cute could be so messy. The time had flown and before you knew it his room was squeaky clean. Looking around, you felt somewhat satisfied at the now clean room before a wave of mild horror washed over you.
I'm doing his chores for him. What has this crush done to me?
You shook your head, and left the room, finding something else to wile away the time until tomorrow came.
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When the your alarm started beeping noisily, your eyes immediately flew open, as a small smile crept onto your face.
Peter was coming today.
You hurriedly got dressed and went to wait for Peter. Checking the clock, you saw that it was 8:50, just 10 minutes until Peter was to arrive.
You were practically bouncing with excitement, because even though you wouldn't be able to wear his hoodies when he was here, you would get to spend time with Peter in all his adorable glory.
Those ten minutes couldn't have gone by slower, but it was finally time and Peter was just coming through the door with a disgruntled Happy.
You immediately jumped on Peter, burying him in a big hug. With a surprised yelp, he dropped his duffel bag and circled his arms around you.
"Missed you, Pete," you mumbled into his shoulder.
"Well obviously," Peter replied with a grin. You rolled your eye and huffed, as you pushed him away slightly.
Peter laughed as he let go of you, "Hey just let me put my stuff away and then we can talk okay?" You nodded in response and let him go to his room.
Dumping all the clothes in his bag onto his bed, picked them up and started folding them. He hummed to himself as he put his clothes away. He turned to put his folded shirts into his closet when he noticed his hoodies were in the wrong spot. He huffed to himself lightly and picked them up to place them on the bed and retold them. As soon as they were in his arms, he was overwhelmed with a very specific scent. It smelled like you. Confused, Peter picked a hoodie and sniffed it. He confirmed it, it smelled like the exact fabric softener you use. It wasn't that he was a creep and smelled you all the time, it was just... his heightened spider senses couldn't really turn off, hence the super smelling ability.
Peter knew that the only explanation for his clothes to smell like you was that you washed them while he was away. But why? He thought that maybe you were just cleaning for him. His room was significantly cleaner than it was before. He smiled at the thought still wondered why you would clean his room. It wasn't that you were a clean person, but you had a strict belief that every person in the compound do their own chores. He decided it wasn't important and put it at the Planck of his mind to ask you later.
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Soon the week was over and Peter was heading back to May's. His question for you had completely slipped his mind while he was just enjoying spending time with you.
The both of you were at the entrance of the compound saying your goodbyes. They were over soon as Peter left quickly, very ready to see May again.
Although you were sad to see him go, a part of you was also happy that you could now where his hoodies again. You didn't really like to wear them when he was around, for elf ear he would find it weird.
Wait till he find out what you do when he's away. You scoffed to yourself.
You were skipping through the compound, on your way to start wearing yourโ well Peter'sโ beloved hoodies.
"Off to Parker's room again. Y/N?" a teasing voice called out.
You swivels around to be faced with a smug Natasha, who wore a look of amusement on her face. Your face, on the other hand, was burning with embarrassment of being caught. Quickly, you regained your bearings. "Of course not, why would I do that?" you snarked back with your arms crossed.
Natasha tilted her head, now wearing a full blown smirk, "Because your room is on the other side of the compound?"
You opened and closed your mouth like a fish. You were caught red handed. "Um, I'm taking the long route. Natasha nodded disbelievingly, chuckling as you sped off.
You ran to Peter's room, immediately closing the door and raiding the closet. You removed some of your favorites and piled them on the bed. You looked over them, trying to decide which one to wear at the moment. You picked one up and held it against yourself in the mirror, turning side to side slightly. You picked up another one and did the same, soon starting to go through all of them in the same way.
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Peter and Happy were barely a block away when he realized he forgot his chemistry homework in his room.
"Happy! Wait, turn around! I forgot my homework and it's due on Monday!"
Peter yelled.
Happy glared at him through the mirror and muttered something about how forgetful kids were these days before turning the car around. Soon they were back at the compound, and Peter rushed toward his room. He sped through the common room not even bothering to greet Thor, who was watching him run with a confused look on his face.
Breathless, he reached him room. He stopped to catch a breath outside the door when he heard slight shuffled and humming coming his room. His face scrunched as he tried to figure out who was in there. Quietly, he pushed open the door only to be greeted with a sight that he personally thought was incredibly cute.
There you were, modeling to yourself in the mirror in one of Peter's hoodies and a small smile on your face. It fit you perfectly, it was slightly baggy on you but not too big. The rest of his hoodies were strewn across his bed, and he assumed you had gone through all of them.
So that's why all of them smelled like her. Peter thought to himself happily. He leaned against the door frame, his arms crossed and a smug expression on his face, watching you look at yourself for a bit. Finally, he pushed of the door frame and quietly walked up to you.
You didn't notice anyone in the room until two hands were already on your hoodie, thumbing at the slightly worn hems. You squeaked in surprise, turning to face Peter.
"So that's why all my hoodies smell like you," Peter teased lightly.
Your eyes widened as you realized what was happening, "Wait, Peter, this isn't what it looks like!"
"Well then what is this supposed to look like," he smiled, wrapping his arms fully around your waist now. At a loss for words, you looked at him through the mirror with your mouth open in surprise. He leaned his head on your shoulder and grinned at your shocked face.
"You know, you didn't have to steal my hoodies, you could have just asked. You look really cute in them," he mumbled while playing with a loose thread on your shoulder. Your voice had decided it still wasn't the time to come back yet as your mouth still hung open and your face burned in embarrassment. Peter laughed lightly again at your embarrassment and turned you around in his arms.
"You don't have to be embarrassed, Y/N, I already told you look adorable," Peter smiled at you. You finally snapped out of your shocked state and groaned loudly.
You buried your face in his chest and mumbled, "I'm never going to live this down am I?"
A loud laugh rumbled from Peter's chest.
"Never."
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