tom holland imagines

glasses? {peter}

"of course you are. peter is always telling me about how you-" he rambles on and on

"i don't mean to interrupt, but what is your name?"

the guy blushes "sorry, i'm ned"

i smile "it's nice to meet you, ned"

"it's-" but he's cut off by another voice

i look up and see flash thompson along with his crew of a few other guys

"what's up penis parker?" he says, a smirk on his face

i roll my eyes

"hi flash" peter mumbles

"are those glasses? as if you could get any nerdier" flash says, laughing

"shut the fuck up, flash" i say, catching his attention

he looks at me, confused "why are you here, babydoll?"

i cringe "stop calling me that. and to answer your question, i'm sitting with my friends. so leave us alone"

his eyes flicker back to peter, smiling widely as he leans close to his ear "did you hear that, peter? she called you her friend. that's all you'll ever be. her friend"

peter's face falls as flash laughs, straightening up and looking at me again, that stupid smirk on his stupid face

i get an idea

i stand up, walking over to flash, a innocent smile on my face

"hey flash" i say, walking closer to him

he smiles, looking me up and down "yeah?"

"do you want me to show you something?"

he nods, biting his lip

i smile "okay, let me get ready"

"take your time baby" he purrs

i hold back my cringe as i take lip balm out of my pocket, applying it to my lips, before putting it back in my pocket

instead of walking back to flash, i turn to peter, taking his hand and having him stand up

he does so, hesitantly, not making eye contact

i walk over to flash "you ready?"

he nods, smiling 

as soon as he starts to lean down, i walk away from him and over to peter

i place a hand on his face, tilting it up towards me

i smile at him, seeing him return the smile

i lean in and place my lips, delicately on his

he kisses back sweetly, lightly placing his hands on my waist

"are you fucking kidding me?" flash screams, pissed

as he storms away, i slowly pull away from peter

"sorry if you didn't want that" i whisper

"i've been dreaming about that for a while" he whispers back with rosy cheeks "that came out wrong- i-"

i cut him off, placing my lips on his again

i pull away a few seconds later, loving the bright smile on his lips

"i like you as way more than a friend, peter parker"

he blushes "i like you as way, way more than a friend too, y/n y/l/n"

i smile, pecking his lips before reaching up and fixing his slightly crooked glasses

"you really do look adorable in those glasses" i say

he smiles, blushing wildly "then i'm never taking them off"

i giggle, as he laughs along with me

this boy drives me crazy in the best way possible

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