Behind That Mask: Peter Parker x Reader

Oh

We're a thousand miles from comfort

We have traveled land and sea

But as long as you are with me, there's no place I'd rather be

I would wait forever, exalted in the scene

As long as I am with you, my heart continues to beat

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"Girl, you know I want your love, your love was handmade for somebody like me. Come on now, follow my lead. I may be crazy, don't mind me."

"First of all, Y/N, you do have my love, secondly, you are crazy," Michelle responded to Y/N's humming.

"Tell me something I don't know." She replied breezily, doodling on the edge of her paper. She'd looked up Shape of You after coming home from fighting the burglars and now it was stuck in her head. Thanks, Spiderman. 

"You are beautiful," Michelle replied simply. Y/N glanced at her, fighting back a smile.

"Thanks." Was her only reply. She blushed slightly but turned away before Michelle could see it. 

"It would mean more coming from Peter, wouldn't it...?" Michelle asked. Y/N frowned and stopped humming. 

"No." She answered. "I appreciate compliments from everyone, even if they're not true."

"Y/N!" Michelle exclaimed, appalled. Y/N made a face and hastily gave thanks again, but Michelle plowed forward. "You are a beautiful and adorable cinnamon roll and nothing or nobody else can tell me otherwise."

Y/N let it sink in. She enjoyed rare moments like these. She supposed she should be thankful for them. So she nodded and gave Michelle a quick hug around the shoulders.

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Fridays were absolutely wonderful. This Friday, she and Michelle were going to walk around town and generally relax. It seemed promising. She just had to patrol, and the hour she had to patrol seemed to go by so... slow. But when she finished patrolling, she'd rushed back home, changed into something comfortable, and met Michelle. 

"It's a nice day," Michelle noted as they walked along the sidewalks. "We could get something to eat."

"I'm already way ahead of you," Y/N said as she dragged her friend into an ice cream shop. "This is a nice place. Do you have money?"

"Yeah, I have some money so that we can shop." 

"Good on you, MJ," Y/N replied, using the nickname that Michelle preferred to go by when her friends talked to her. 

"Finally, you called me the name that I prefer."

"Would you rather me call you Michelle Jones all the time?"

"No."

"Then take it."

Michelle rolled her eyes playfully as they purchased ice cream and walked out of the shop, licking the ice cream from the cones. 

"What are the chances that your boyfriend decided to hang out with his best friend too?" Y/N said suddenly, glancing upwards. She noticed Michelle wrinkle her nose.