Tom Holland Imagines

Ti Amo (P.P.)

2nd Person POV

"Ciao, May!" (Hello, May!) you chime into the apartment with Peter following closely behind. On the way to his apartment, you stole his apartment key off of him while he wasn't looking.

"Ciao, Sweetie," (Hello, Sweetie) she says back from her spot in the living room.

"Hey, Aunt May," Peter says next, closing the door behind him and locking it. You smack him across his shoulder for not saying his hello in Italian like you and May did. "We are gonna go watch a movie in my room, so, if you need anything, that's what we are doing." And you thought that boy couldn't be any more awkward.

"Keep the door open," May says without any hesitation.

"We are just watching a movie!" Peter argues back, pulling you with him behind his couch towards his room.

"Scusa?" (Excuse me?)

You shove Peter into his room, but poke your head out to say one last thing to May. "Don't worry about us, May, we are just going to watch The Incredibles in his room."

"You promised Jurassic Park on the way over, why did you change your mind!"

"Sarà perché ti amo, Faccia di Merda!" (It is because I love you, Asshole!) you yell right back at him. May applauses you, but quickly gives you watchful eyes as you retreat back into your boyfriend's room.

You softly close his bedroom door and turn around to face an amused looking Peter. "Did you just call me an asshole in Italian?"

A small grin appears on your face, yeah, you did call him that. His arms wrap tightly around your arms, to where you can't wiggle out of his grasp, and randomly places kisses all over your head. He begins to push you back until the back of your knees hit and fall back against his bed. It makes a really loud noise too.

"Do we need to keep the door open?" May shouts once again. She must really want her nephew's bedroom door open with you here, and the thing is, you two have never done anything that bad! Over protective aunt mode is what Peter calls it.

Peter keeps his arm securely wrapped around your waist as he talks back to his aunt. "Everything is fine, Y/N just tripped over my lego set."

"Yeah, yeah," you hear May mumble back. Peter whips his head around to stare back at you again with a really goofy smile plastered over face.

You wiggle out of Peter's arms to grab your laptop to play The Incredibles. Peter is still arguing about Jurassic Park with you by taking out his lego dinosaurs and poking them around in your face. The boy literally has legos for any situation. Peter made the dinosaur bite your nose, which caused you to take it out of his hands and throw it across the room, nearly going through the window.

It took Peter a couple minutes to stop caressing the lego figure you almost murdered, when he did, he sat back on the bed next to you and pouted during the first ten minutes of the animated movie. After he settled down a bit, you lay your head on his chest and placed your laptop on his lap.

Towards the end of the movie, May knocks on the door and enters without Peter even giving her the okay. You smack the spacebar on the keyboard, stopping the movie and giving May an amused look.

She awkwardly pats the doorframe before speaking, "I'm assuming Y/N wants to stay for dinner, so would you guys like Chinese food, pizza, or tacos? And don't worry, I'm ordering."

"Pizza."

"Chinese food."

"Oh dear," May mumbles to herself. She leans her full body against the door frame now, ready to watch her nephew and his girlfriend fight over food once again. At least it is amusing to her.

"Y/N, we had Chinese food last week," Peter starts off.

You lift your head off his chest and stare right into his eyes. "Liar, we had tacos. We also eat pizza at school twice a week, can't we change it up for once!"

"But why," Peter whines out. He's cute when he is pouty. "Pizza Hut pizza is the best."

"You're gross, Peter," you attempt to push him off the bed, but it results in him ticking you instead. "I will not give into pizza, Chinese food for the win!" You chant through laughs.

Peter stops ticking you, but wraps his arms and legs around your body so you really can't move now. May is still smirking from the bedroom door, she loves all this young love going on. And now she's sick of it. "Sorry, Peter, I'm going with Y/N on this one. Chinese food sounds delicious tonight."

"But, Aunt May, you never agree with me," Peter seems to be really whiny tonight.

May walks out of the room, "ti amo!" (I Love you)

"Ti amo!" (I love you) you copy. Peter just glares at you, but remains in the hug cocoon. "And ti amo too." (I love you)

"Yeah, yeah," he grumbles, "I love you too, patatina." (Little potato)

"Ha! You finally spoke Italian to me!" you cheer loudly. Except your expression quickly turned into a frown when you realized what he said to you. "Did you just call me a little potato?"

"Maybe," he innocently shrugs his shoulders and smiles down at you. Gosh, why is he so cute sometimes.

"Can you speak more Italian to me, please!" now it is your turn to whine to Peter. He playfully rolls his eyes at you, holding you tighter in his arms.

"Sei un pezzo di merda," (You are a piece of shit) Peter says in the most monotone voice possible. He doesn't smile or break eye contact with you, it is a little creepy.

It took you a few seconds to register what he said to you. "Peter Benjamin Parker, you are a piece of shit, not me!"

Yo these new set photos from Far From Home is KILLING ME WITH CUTENESS