Imagines (P.P x Reader *mostly*) {Avengers x Reader}

Stupid Prom (Peter Parker)

"I just got asked to Prom!"
"Ugh he finally asked me to prom."
"I can't wait for prom!"
"Prom is gonna be so fun."
"So I'm working on my promposal..."
"I heard the prom theme is back to the future!"
"Wanna go to prom with me?"
Ugh. Stupid prom. I hate this time of year. Everyone is always flirting about and asking everyone and their brother if they will take them. It's a horrible frenzy of love-sick girls batting their eyelashes extra hard at some jock guy. It's annoying.
I slam my locker door and head to lunch. I get there and sit in my usual spot, beside MJ, opposite of Peter, and Ned is next to Peter, opposite of MJ.

"Hey Y/N." Peter smiles up at me. Ugh why does he have to be cute. "Hi." I reply. "I asked Betty to prom." Ned blurts out. Ugh. I fake excitement. "Good job Ned! What did she say?" I ask. I hope my voice didn't sound too fake because Ned really had been nervous about it. It was brave of him to ask her. "She said yes!" He says excitedly. Peter smiles and pats Ned on the shoulder. "I knew she would." He says. Ugh and he's so supportive. "I also have a date." Michelle says flatly, but with a small smile. "Miles asked me." She says. I nudge her shoulder. "I told you so." I laugh, a real laugh this time. "Peter doesn't have a date yet." Ned says, nudging Peter. I give a short laugh. "Ha, I don't either. I hate prom season."

"How come?" Peter asks. "I don't know, everyone's just all lovey and gross and I never get dates anyway so it's not that important to me." I shrug. Michelle scoffs. "So it's the fact that you can't get a date that makes you hate prom." She states. I roll my eyes. "No. It's the fact that people run around in a stupid frenzy for no reason just to have someone to take to prom." I retort. She gives me a 'mhm' look and then continues eating. "I understand. I don't normally get a date either." Peter says, looking down. "Yeah. That's so dumb though. Girls should be lining your door step." I shrug and take bite of my pizza. He smiles shyly and raises an eyebrow. "Why?" He asks.

"Why? Because you're an amazing person, and you are really cute, and you're a good friend, you're really strong mentally and physically, you're smart, and witty, and I'm saying too much and I need to shut up..." I trail off and take another bite of pizza. The whole table is silent. Great. Friendship: ruined. My face has heated to a million degrees. I just look down and say nothing. "Do you- do you really think that?" He finally asks. I look up. Ned and Michelle are gone. Of course. Conniving matchmakers. "Well, yeah." I say, looking down again. I realize the entire cafeteria is empty. Had the bell rang already? I didn't think we were there that long. "Why do you think that?" He presses. I am not admitting anything. I don't have a crush on him. No way. No exceptions. Hashtag denied. "I don't know." I mumble quietly.

He gets up, takes my hand, and pulls me out a back exit of the school. Then he stands in front of me. "Y/N do you like me?" He says. I jerk my hand from his. "What? No. I don't know what you're talking about. Aren't we late to class anyway?" I try to change the subject.
He grabs my hand again and pulls me closer to him. My breath hitches and I just freeze. He puts a finger under my chin and tilts my head upwards. I avoid his eyes. "Y/N." He says. "What?" I snap. "Do you?"
"Do I what?"
"You know what."
"No." I lie.
"Lies."
"How do you know?!"
"Michelle told me."
"I'm going to KILL her."
"Don't be mad."
"Why?" I start to squirm away from him.
"Because I like you too."

I stop. What? What? Did I hear that right? No. I blink. Then look up at him. "What?" I say. He laughs. "I like you Y/N."
"Oh."
He smiles. "So, how would you like to become a lovey and gross person, and go to prom with me?" He holds both my hands. My hearts kinda beating a little fast. Is this a heart attack? Is that what that feels like? It feels like my heart has stopped and sped up at the same time. "Uhm." Is all I manage to get out. He looks at me with his big brown puppy eyes. Those stupid eyes that could convince the grim reaper not to take someone's life. I bite my lip and look away, because I have no clue what to say. "Is that a yes?" He says. I hesitate. I want to say yes. So why can't I speak?

I take a shaky breath. "Yes." I say. He smiles and kisses my cheek. Which just freaks me out even more. He notices. "Sorry." He laughs. I laugh too. "We better get to class or I won't get to take you to prom." He laughs, then we head to class.

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I am now at prom. Michelle had helped me pick out a beautiful shimmery soft green dress. I did my hair up. And Peter picked me up. He had a green tie to match my dress with. It was cute. When he saw me in my dress I kind of thought he was gonna faint for a second. His aunt May took lots of pictures, and I got to meet his mentor, Tony Stark. Who also took a lot of pictures, and I could have swore I saw him shed a tear when he saw Peter all dressed up. Then Mister Starks driver, Happy, drove us to the prom. We get inside and see Michelle and her date, along with Ned and Betty. They looked great. Me and Peter danced and talked the whole time. It was really fun. I actually started to not hate prom so much.

Then Peter finally took me home. I told him how much fun I had, and I was glad that he liked me back. He smiled, then he kissed me goodnight. On the lips btw. It was amazing. Now me and Peter have been dating for four years, and we are really happy. Living our best 20 year old lives. We are going on a date tonight. And today is the same day that Peter had first asked me out. So it was probably just to celebrate that. Happy drives me to some place out in some forest. "Um, Happy, you're not gonna kill me and leave me out here are you?" I laugh. He laughs too. "No, but Peter has a surprise for you." And that's all he says. We finally stop, and Peter is there to open the door for me. "You look beautiful." He says. I put my arms around his neck and peck his lips. "Thanks. What's all this." I gesture to the hill we are on, over looking the sunset, with a picnic under a tree.

"It's for you." He says and kisses my hand. We have the picnic and talk and laugh. I tell him how cheesy this date was and he smiles and laughs. Then he stands up and takes my hand. He pulls me up and leads me down the hill to a bed of orange flowers. Lightning bugs start blinking, and it looks like something out of a movie. He takes both my hands. "I love you." He says. "I love you." I say back. He gets down on one knee. Wait wait wait wait. Whaaaats happening? "Peter? Wha-" I gasp because he pulls out a ring. I almost start to cry. I cover my mouth with my hands. "Y/N." He laughs. I don't say anything. "Will you marry me?" He says. A few tears escape my eyes. "I-I have no words." I laugh. He laughs too. "Is that a yes?" He asks. I wipe my tears on the back of my hand and smile.
"Yes."

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