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in which everyone tries
their hardest to get the two
best friends together
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here's another fluffy peter imagine! I have a Steve imagine lined up in my drafts right after this one so expect to see that within a few days :)
My hoe brother secretly read one of my oneshots (I have this open in a separate tab and when he was closing tabs he found out and he went "I read your writing and it was about cap coming home n seeing his daughter or sumn?" BITCh why the fUCk you even tryna read it bro I know ur closing tabs but you didn't hAVE to read it)
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Peter: Y/NNNNNNNNNNNN
Y/N: Whaaaaaaaat
Peter: I'm boreeeeeeed
Y/N: ...and what do you want me to do about it ???
Peter: Binge the 100 with me. Season 2's finale is waiting for us!!
Y/N: Ugh fine. Then I call first dibs on the fluffier blanket.
Peter: No fair!
Y/N: Then no Netflix. Or you can wash the dishes for dinner tonight.
Peter: Fine! Some best friend you are :(
Y/N: :))
Y/N: Just friends...ok then...ok...yeah...some way to play with my heart...huh...ok
MESSAGE UNDELIVERED!
You let out a long sigh and got up out of bed, lazily walking down the halls to the compound's lounge. Right as you were about to take a seat on the plushy sofa, though your feet gave way beneath you and you slipped and fell, your back smacking against the pillow that had tripped you.
Peter laughed and pointed at you as he walked in, but his momentary victory in seeing your mishaps was quickly cut short when he slipped backwards on that same pillow as well and hit his head against the hard floor.
"Karma," you snorted, lightly smacking him on the shoulder as you settled back against the couch cushions, "and you're lucky you're on team Bellarke too, because if you weren't you'd probably be dead by now."
"Yeah, I wouldn't risk you eating all my cookies," he elbowed you in the side and casually threw an arm across your shoulders, pulling you into his side. "Can't have that."
"Stop it, you're suffocating me," you struggled against his grip, "damn, why do you have to be so strong?"
"I'm Spider-Man. Period."
"You're stupid. Period."
"I hate you."
"I hate you more."
"Just kidding."
"Ditto. With the exception that you stop stealing my cookies."
"Fine."
You smacked him on the shoulder again and rested your head against his broad chest before picking up the remote and pressing play.
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Tony had suddenly declared an emergency meeting and called everyone over to the briefing room, claiming that what he had to say was extremely important and could not wait for another minute.
"You going to explain the reason why you called us over here?" Natasha asked. All heads turned to look at the billionaire expectantly.
"I've been wanting to call a meeting on this for a while now, and it's regarding the two kiddos, Y/N and Spidey. It's painful enough knowing that they aren't doing anything to progress their relationship, but it's even worse having to watch them hover around each other when we all know that they like each other as more than just friends."
Looks of understanding and several smirks spread across the room.
"So what's the plan, then?" Clint questioned, folding his hands in his lap neatly as he cracked an evil grin. "How will we push them together, once and for all?"
"We've had our fair share of game nights," Tony began, and a giant lightbulb popped over everyone's heads as they realized the point he was trying to get at. "If, through this upcoming game night, we somehow get them to spill their feelings, then our job is done and they get their happily ever after. Boom."
"I kind of see where you're going with this, Sir Stark," Thor hummed, placing a finger on his chin. "And you are certain your plan in getting these two together will work, yes?"
"We're going to figure it out somehow, but in the end, they'll end up together. Alright. So you guys know what to do."
The team nodded in unison.
"Meeting dismissed, now let's get to work. We'll put the plan into action tomorrow afternoon, after lunch is finished."
After tossing and turning in bed for half an hour straight later that night, you gave up on trying to fall asleep and got up and lazily made your way down the hall to Peter's room. You pushed the door open and then closed it behind you, and climbed into bed next to him. Without looking down from the book he was reading, Peter raised his arm slightly so that you could crawl under and rest your head against his chest like you'd done to him countless times before.
"You okay?"
"Mhm," you mumbled sleepily, "Tired, but can't sleep."
He simply nodded and gently started tracing patterns onto your back with his free hand until you finally started to fall asleep and your breathing steadied.
"Can't sleep, hm," he smiled softly to himself as he smoothed back your hair before going back to reading his book.
About half an hour later Bucky walked in, and much to Peter's surprise he didn't smirk or launch a snarky comment about how he 'shipped' it, but rather grinned at the cute sight of both of you sleep, with your head against his chest and one of his arms draped across your torso.
"Stevie, come check this out," he whisper-shouted into the hallway.
Steve quietly stepped in and observed the sight for a moment before snapping a quick picture. "Guess Stark didn't even need to put the plan to action, did he?"
"They're going to deny it even if you show that," Bucky pointed at his friend's phone, "you know how they are. They hold hands everywhere they go."
"Touche," the super-soldier let out a breath and crossed his arms, "but it's only 10:30 and they're already in bed? Weren't they up until 3 the previous night playing Super Smash Bros with Wilson?"
"Worn out," he replied simply, shrugging. "At least they're somewhat...acting like a couple..."
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Tomorrow evening came soon enough, and everyone was gathered around in a large circle on the floor in the lounge. Bucky attempted to distort the initial sentence in 'Telephone' to get you to admit you had a crush on Peter but you realized what he was trying to do, so you switched the phrase up again so he wouldn't find out. Twister failed, as Peter gave up when it was just you, Pietro, and him left, so all hopes of getting you two closer (literally) failed as well.
"First off, has anyone here not played Never Have I Ever?" Tony looked around the room and when no one raised their hands or spoke up, nodded. "Alright, then. 10 fingers, because some of you kiddies can't take shots just yet, you know the drill. Never have I ever cheated on a test."
You and Peter put a finger down and let out annoyed breaths.
"Ooh, what class?" Wanda raised an eyebrow.
"AP Chemistry," you rolled your eyes, "Pete and I tried communicating answers via Morse code and the teacher found out. Boo hoo."
"I told you we should've used your powers," he hissed, elbowing you in the side.
"Whatever. That's why we didn't get our solid A first semester."
"Okay, my turn," Sam cracked his knuckles as he thought of a question, "Never have I ever tried stealing someone's batch of snickerdoodles from the pantry and slipped on a strategically placed banana peel in the process, dropping 10 of the dozen on the floor."
"You gotta be kidding me, jerkface," Bucky grumbled, "that's just targeting someone now. Never have I ever drank underage."
Surprisingly enough, you were the only one to put a finger down and when everyone's heads whipped over to stare you down your eyes widened and you raised your hands up in surrender. "What? That Italian wine was so good!"
"Never have I ever bet on something," Natasha said.
Everyone except you and Peter put fingers down. They all knew what the other was thinking: shipping the two of you.
"Never have I ever gone sledding with my shield. Fess up, kiddos."
"Oh, come on, Cap!" you whined as you, Pietro, Bucky, Sam, and Peter all put a finger down, "it was the perfect conditions to go shield-sledding!"
"Never have I ever gotten more than three PHDs."
"I got two."
"Doesn't count, Tony."
"Bruce, that's so unfair."
"Never have I ever gotten shot more than once."
You smirked and put down yet another finger. "Zurich. Budapest."
"So that's what happened in Budapest last year when you were with Clint and Nat!" shouts of realization sounded across the room. "Thought we'd never figure that out!"
"Lady Y/N, I believe it is your turn," Thor gestured for you to speak.
"Huh...okay...never have I ever kissed someone."
"I can change that," Peter blurted as everyone was about to put a finger down, and moved forward to press his lips to yours.
You were taken aback at first but quickly realized what was happening and placed each hand on either side of his face, pulling him closer as his arms wrapped around your waist. When you pulled apart, you were greeted with a loud chorus of wolf-whistles and applause.
"HA! The mighty plan has proven successful!" Thor pumped a fist in the air. "Now all we need to plan for is the courting of these two lovely individuals!"
"Wedding or not, here we come!"
You smacked a palm to your forehead and Peter let out a loud groan.