daddy's money | p.p.

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"woah, tux? what've you got planned?"

"please, i'm the daughter of tony stark. i'm allowed to plan good shit."

"yes, ma'am. six o'clock sharp. won't keep you waiting," peter winked.

"you better not," she retorted, poking his chest lightly.

laying a kiss on her cheeked, he walked backwards away from her, "bye, darling, love you," he called out.

"see you, baby."

~.*.~

he walked up to the large building, eyes wide as he rechecked the address from what seemed to be the place y/n had told him to arrive at. and this was definitely the one. by the looks of it, this place was fucking expensive, and he knew that. peter wasn't expecting something like this. he hesitantly pushed open the door, jaw dropping as he saw the shining chandelier that was hoisted into the air.

yep. definitely expensive.

"hello, sir, do you have a name for the reservation?"

"yes- no, um, maybe? actually, you see, i-"

"he's with me," y/n smiled, intertwining their hands as she stepped into the building. "reservation for stark."

the waitress's brows shot up, presumably after hearing the girl's surname.

"of course, right this way."

y/n pulled him through to the table. and it was a nice table. that was probably the first thing he noticed. after the waitress had left them alone, he finally got a chance to admire how the love of his life looked tonight.

"you look... um, really gorgeous, angel."

"why, thank you, parker. you don't look to shabby yourself."

she glanced down at the menu, skimming through to see what she wanted. peter did the same, and she knew he'd pick the cheapest thing. but it didn't matter, y/n had it covered.

"are you ready to order?" a different waiter asked.

"um, just a sec, i-"

"yes. one of everything, please."

"woah, wait, what? y/n, we don't-"

"we do," she shrugged, not even bothering to figure out the rest of what he was about to say. his eyes were wide, and he looked back and forth, from y/n to the man taking down the order.

"angel, this is crazy expensive. besides, there's no way we can eat all of that!"

"oh, well, what we can't finish we can pack. i'm sure may would enjoy some gourmet food. who doesn't?"

peter sighed, already confused and worried as to what she was planning. "will that be all?" the man asked.

what else is there to get? it's not like we've ordered literally one of everything, he thought. peter had no idea what the love of his life was up to. but whatever it was, he figured, it wouldn't be good. it was odd because was usually so careful with how she spent money, and now she was spending so much.

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