13 | Chop Chop, We Don't Have All Day

                                    

                                          
Peter stirred early in the morning, feeling the weight of Y/N's body nuzzled against his side. College beds weren't particularly wide enough to sleep two people separately, but he wasn't complaining with the girl he loved curled up with him.
                          
He had told Y/N he loved her in an sporadic moment where a flood of emotions were being thrown around by both of them. He hadn't said that to anyone other than MJ back in high school and she responded by saying 'fuck that was quicker than I expected'. He realised he had probably done that again; told the girl he liked that he loved her preemptively.
                          
They weren't dating and they'd slept with each other once less than 24 hours ago. They'd never even been on a date together. But he knew these feelings were stronger than he'd felt before; no disrespect to MJ. He did however realise he had said 'I love you' extremely early and was now worried it would scare her away.
                          
Y/N had said explicitly to Peter at the frat party that she had commitment issues. She had never had a real boyfriend and she'd only ever slept with people casually. That was the closest she got to a boyfriend; a short friends with benefits situation where she caught feelings and he didn't.
                          
On extreme ends of the spectrum, they almost balcned each other out. Peter fell too fast and Y/N didn't fall fast enough. Potentially this could work out: Peter's brash admittance of love would influence Y/N to comity quicker and Y/N fear of trusting men would make Peter learn to take things slowly.
                          
Maybe.
                          
Peter opened his eyes a tiny bit to check his phone carefully to not wake up Y/N. Reaching for the bedside table, he noticed Ned awake and holding his phone weirdly.
                          
"Are you taking a photo?" Peter mouthed to Ned, receiving a quick guilty look from his best friend who put his phone down.
                          
Moments later Peter got a notification from the group chat that he, MJ, Ned and Y/N were in.

                          
NED
@MJ check it out 
                          
MICHELLE
That's so weird to see
Peter actually got laid 
                          
NED
But it's cute right?
                          
MICHELLE
@Peter looks ugly in it but 
@Y/N is so cute aw 
                          
PETER
You realise we're both in
this chat too right?
                          
NED
Why do you think I sent
it here in the first place?
                          
PETER
I hate you both 
                          
MJ
I'm going to frame that and
put it next to Y/N's bed lmao
                          
PETER
Also @MJ I've been laid here
probably more than you
                          
MJ
You wanna make that a bet 
Parker??
                          
NED
@Peter stop you'll lose, MJ
is a kind of a whore for 
someone who hates sex

                          
Y/N woke up from all the notifications vibrating on both Peter's, Ned's and her phone. Tilting her head up to say good morning, she lightly pressed her lips to Peter's jaw. This surprised him. He thought that she would've woken up, said 'thanks for the sex' and left to go to her own room; he was surprised she didn't leave straight afterwards really.
                          
"Ned took a photo of us and now MJ is challenging me on who's been laid more since college started," Peter frowned, annoyed at how the cute photo of Y/N sleeping on him was ruined by him moving his head and looking ugly.
                          
"You'll lose, she's gotten with more people than I can count Pete," Y/N said sluggishly, still half asleep and groaning as she stretched her back. 
                          
"Is it not weird for you to talk about the girls you've slept with in front of a girl you've just slept with?" Ned said looking at Y/N still curled up against Peter's side.
                          
"I don't care, we've all slept with people here. Who cares," Y/N yawned, rubbing her eyes.
                          
"Wait, who did you sleep with? You said you didn't sleep with anyone the night I bumped into you at the elevator," Peter said intrigued.
                          
"I didn't sleep with him, god no. Umm, so there was a guy from a different college at a party when we had a home game for football... And Luke from our bio-technology class. I think that's it for like, full sex," she said casually.
                          
"What the fuck! You secretive little bitch you didn't tell any of us this!" Ned said jokingly offended.
                          
"I told MJ, I just didn't tell you guys cos you'd judge the fuck out of me," she giggled.
                          
"You're not wrong. Luke Thompson is literally the cockiest person I've ever fucking met. You let his dick inside you? Should I go get tested now?" Peter joked.
                          
Y/N pushed his chest and sat up in bed, pouting at Ned and throwing her arms up.
                          
"See what I mean? Peter is so judgmental of the guys in our lectures!" She laughed.
                          
"Y/N, just because he's got huge arms doesn't make up for the fact he's a grade A moron. The guy barely passes our classes without his daddy paying to bribe the faculty," Peter joked.
                          
"Aw Peter, you sound a little jealous. You've got good arms too don't worry," Y/N said patronisingly in a similar tone of voice one would talk to a dog in.
                          
"He can't be talking, have you met the girls he's gotten with? They don't even have two brain cells to rub together..." Ned teased.
                          
"Hey! You're the one still hung up on your high school sweetheart who plays with your emotions twenty four seven, Betty is so annoying now," Peter huffed.
                          
"Can we move on? We've all gotten some questionable sex in our lives. We live and we learn okay?" Y/N laughed.
                          
"Regardless, it's not about how many people you've slept with that matters. It's how good you are," Ned shrugged.
                          
"Tell that to Peter, he's horrible," Y/N teased, causing Peter to gasp jokingly and pull her back down to the bed in a tackle.
                          
"Take that back! Tell me I was bad again I dare you!" Peter said squeezing her tightly and putting his body weight onto her.
                          
"Prove me wrong then!" She managed to groan, laughing breathlessly from the air being pushed from her lungs by the boy on top of her.
                          
"Get a fucking room that isn't this one, god," Ned said rolling his eyes and getting out of bed. Despite it being a Saturday, Ned had told Peter he'd be studying majority of the weekend for some big exam he had.
                          
"I'm going to the library, text me if I'm not allowed back into my own room," Ned laughed, putting a stack of textbooks in his backpack and leaving.
                          
"Can I prove you wrong now?" Peter said smirking and cocking his eyebrow up.
                          
"Round two already Parker? Didn't think you were the type of guy to fuck the same girl twice," She teased.
                          
"Only the ones that matter," he responded, leaning down to kiss her again. His hand held her waist gently, humming happily into the kiss as he exhaled.
                          
The door opened again, causing Peter to pull away and sigh.
                          
"Ned I swear to god, what did you forget now?" Peter scoffed, turning around to see Happy in a pressed business suit standing at the door.
                          
"Oh, perfect the girl is here too. That saves me a second trip. Come on, Mr. Stark wants to see you both," he said casually, chewing on a piece of spearmint gum.
                          
"Both of us?" Peter clarified, not understanding why Tony would want to see Y/N unless he knew she was the vandal.
                          
"Yeah, you and the vandal. Come on, I don't have all day you know," Happy said taking off his sunglasses and staring down Peter.
                          
"We um, we should probably go with him. I promise I won't let anything and happen okay?" Peter whispered to Y/N, giving her her tracksuit pants.
                          
"C-can we stop at my room to get proper clothes?" Y/N asked Happy; who sighed and turned back to them, now realising why they were sharing the same bed.
                          
"Fine. But only because Parker got some last night and I'm proud of the kid," Happy winked, causing Peter to screw her face up in embarrassment.