➟ word count: 356
➟ prompt: ❝how deep is your love?❞ / inspired by 'How Deep Is Your Love" by The Bee Gees
➟ warnings: none :) [other than being VERY short ffs]

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Your night was one big haze. One minute you were trying to convince Peter on an idea for your shared science project, then the next, you were passed out in Peter's bed. But it wasn't unusual. This sort of thing happened at least once a week.

Peter's body was faced towards you, a little sleepy smile on his lips; he wasn't awake, but it happened to be something he always did when he slept, and it made your heart melt.

Wrapping your arms around him, Peter started to stir and wake up with an even bigger smile on his face than before. Fortunately, his blinds were open, allowing the sun to come through and practically illuminating him. His brown eyes were as vibrant as ever. You had never noticed that his eyes were a gradient-type; fading from dark brown all the way to a light caramel color.

"Hey there." You whispered, delicately placing your hand on his cheek. In reply, he placed his hand on top of yours, then proceeding to pull your body closer to his.

"Hi. I missed you," he whispered, holding onto you tight. "I haven't even left since noon yesterday?" You asked, keeping your head on his shoulder. As for Peter, his head was laying on top of yours, breathing in your watermelon-scented hair. It was more weird than cute but, it was Peter.

"I know but seven hours of sleep technically means seven hours away from you." He pointed out, tracing shapes on your back through the thin shirt you were wearing, which happened to be his.

You hummed in response, absolutely loving to be in his arms again. After all, he did go on a half-a-week mission for the avengers.

"I am so in love with you, y/n y/m/n y/l/n," he sounded so tired, but there was an over abundance of love laced in his voice. "And I'm going to absolutely spoil you this week."