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Home Is Where You Are

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Pairing: Pavitr Prabhakar x Reader Summary: (From This Ask) Reconnecting: You and Pavitr were childhood besties, yet in-between your friendship, you had to move away. You guys were still in touch as well, but little did Pavitr know you decided to surprise him by finally moving back to your hometown where you and Pavitr used to live. Tags: Childhood Friends, Friends to Lovers

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🎵 🎶 The sight of you lit me up Could not believe my luck Now I know where I need to be Home is where you are 🎵 🎶 Song by Ant Utama A/N: Google says "meri jaan" can be used to refer both your gf/bf and your friends too(?), so if it's not so irl, just assume they're comfy w/ it 😅😅😅 LOL

Pavitr Prabhakar -or Pavi, as you often call him- has been your bff since childhood.

Stuck at the hip, running around doing mischeif and pleading your parents to allow just 5 more minutes playtime.. Oh, those were the days! A chuckle slips your lips when you remember that even as a child, he was proud of his hair.

You remember vividly, back when you guys first met. Pavitr's hair was wild and curly and all over the place, bouncing with his every step. It was physically untamable for him. He was fussing with it and you, having watched him for quite a while, offered to help him keep it in place with a messy pigtail and putting all your hairclips on him. It didn't help much but little Pavitr had been very grateful, a big smile pulled across his face.

That was in kindergarten.

Growing up, you became the closest of friends -and the most chaotic. There was no one in school who hadn't heard of the infamous micheif-makers, the prankster pair. Prank wars 24/7 and very concerning to the school board.  It was even more hectic when they tried to put you guys in different sections to discipline you. You threw a tantrum, he spilled food everywhere as all the other kids joined in; it was sort of a mutiny you guys had started. The headmistress then decided it was best for everyone to not separate you two and let you guys be in the same class thereon on the condition that there will be no more horsing around.

Things finally went back to normal and all was going well.. until your parents got a transfer.

You remember that day, when your parents said you were going to move. Initially, you had been over the moon, not knowing that it meant leaving Pavitr for good. God, you were so naive. But when it finally  dawned on you that this is where your friendship will possibly end, you ran to his house and cried to him. Pavitr shared your sentiment; he loved as much as you loved him and separating you guys just was wrong.

Whenever there's something scary at night or if he hears weird sounds that frighten him, Pavitr used to hide under the bed until it goes away. He suggested you do the same. So there you both were, crouching  under his tiny bed and staying there sharing stories and whatever 11 year olds talk about.

Uncle Bhim did find you soon enough and called your worried parents. A lot of kicking and screaming and yelling 'I don't wanna goooooooo!' while your parents dragged your naughty butt to the new home, practically ripping your hand away from Pav's.

It had been a bit too dramatic, now that you think about it, though a little funny too.

Pav had been crying for a week after you left, just like you, and every night for a month, Uncle Bhim would let him call you and speak. Then school began, and you drifted apart.

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You stepped out of the airport and raised a finger, calling for a taxi.

It's been 10 years now. A decade since you and Pavi last saw each other in person. Sure, you stay in touch via video calls and social media but nothing beats physical connection.

You've graduated and found a new internship at your dream company that requires you to stay in Mumbattan. What else do you need? To say you were happy would be an understatement.

Dropping your things at your own apartment, you take the cab straight to Maya auntie's as he's still staying here to take care of her. (Hope she still likes pranks!)

The elderly woman is the first to greet you, full of joy, her aged eyes shining with tears of sentiment. "Oh, mera beta!"

You let her wrap you in her embrace and hug you close. Maya auntie shares your tears, giving a moment of respectful silence to Uncle Bhim. It's hard to digest his death when you loved him like your own father.

After pleasantries are exchanged, you're about to ask about him when doubt creeps upon you. Sure, you've talked a lot but.. Does he still feel the same way about you, or is it the version of you in his head? Does he still value your friendship like before? Or were you just a passing cloud? A chapter in his book? Just a childhood memory and nothing more?

But most importantly, has he found someone else more worthy of his time?

Maya auntie, always as perceptive as ever, sees the hesitation in your eyes and encourages you to give him a surprise, assuring you that, of course, nothing is more important to him than your friendship.

With renewed confidence, you walk into Pavitr's room. He isn't there but you hear the water running. Assuming he's taking a bath, you take your time to look around the room.

The sky blue wall is a bit faded but it brings you happy memories. Same big old window from which you used to watch the city. Books, books and more books, some kind of gadget and a- is that spandex!? A Halloween costume, perhaps.

A framed picture is sitting on his desk, of your childhood selves holding hands, your front teeth missing, standing before Pavitr's apartment. It was the first time you had come over. Aww!

The cot is certainly larger than last time and you hide a chuckle when you think if you both can fit under this one.

Actually.... didn't Maya aunty talk about surprise?

Giggling like the mischievous child still inside you, you crawl under the bed. What you expected is to not fit under it, what you didn't expect is a red and blue hand-painted shoe box filled with little trinkets.

The lid is open, so you're not actually intruding on his privacy.. (Right?)

The box is filled with shiny stuff and upon inspecting one, you realise these are the same gifts that you gave Pavitr a decade ago. He.. he still cherishes them? Your heart swells.

A glittery red paper heart catches your eye but you don't remember giving it to him. Sloppy cursive runs in gold glitter:

"I threw my plans all away So that I could hear you say You love me, yes, you want me The sight of you lit me up Could not believe my luck Now I know where I need to be Home is where you are

I miss you meri jaan 💔 "

It takes a moment before you realise it's from him. He'd written it to you before you moved but never actually came around to giving it.

Oh, oh God, Pavitr loves you!

Tears of joy gislten in your eyes. You did have a similar thought once,  but dismissed as soon as it came. You would never believe if someone told you Pav had had feelings for you. And seemingly, still does.

A greeting card falls out, a dried rose attached to it. It was written on last Valentines day:

"A little birdie told me you wished for a Knight in shining armour. Now that I'm here, what are your other two wishes, meri jaan? ;P"

Wet thuds sound and you look up -wincing from the bump to your head- to see Pavitr come out of the bathroom, towel-drying his curly hair and dripping water everywhere.

"Looking swag as always, Pav!", he says, making finger guns to his reflection, flaunting his amazing hair as he runs a hand through his damp curls. And, wow, it's grown longer!

The moment you try to scare him from under the bed, he stiffens and turns around cautiously. Grabbing a cricket bat, he curls his other hand into a mudra. (Is he going to spiritualize you to the death??)

"Who is it? Whoever you are, better come out or else-!"

"Or else, you'll crouch under the bed?"

He drops the cricket bat, frozen in pleasant shock.

You're struck speechless too, lost in his eyes. Wow, Pavitr has.. grown. He's so very handsome, much more than you remember. You gasp softly, mesmerized by his beauty.

"O-Oh my god, N/N?!"

He engulfs you in an embrace, hugging to tight to his chest. His wet cheek rests cool against your warm skin, so close you can smell his shampoo. "Ah, I can't believe it! Meri jaan, is it really you? H-how-?"

"A little birdie told me you wished for a Knight in shining armour. Now that I'm here, what are your other two wishes.. meri jaan?"

It takes him less than a second to realise you'd read his card. "Oh God, you read that!?" He blushes terribly, pressing his face into the crook of your neck as he stumbles over his words. It's cute to see him flustered.

The laughter dies but your smile stays.

"Y/n", his breath is hot in your ear, "may I.."

Your heart beat quickens, stuttering with every stretching moment. Every breath you take is growing heavy.

"Yes..?"

Your noses touch. He's close, so close..

Suddenly, he twirls you around and begins to sing:

"The sight of you lit me up Could not believe my luck Now I know where I need to be Home is where you are!"

Once you recover, you try to hit him in the chest for playing you like that, but he's quicker. You giggle, laughter erupting from your throat as he hugs you from behind, pecking your cheek like he used to do all those years ago as you sing along.

It may be unspoken, but it exists. He's never forgotten, nor have you.

"Now I know where I need to be Home is where you are!"

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hope you enjoyed it!

@moraleswithoutmorals I am so sorry for the delay, I think I need some more time for the other prompts (seriously, they're SO GOOD i can't CHOOSE!) and I think of merging a couple prompts, hope that's fine with you 😊

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I have like MULTIPLE ideas so like, i think i should list them all just for you and you can basically just pick the one you actually feel like writing 🫶

Hobies younger sibling!Reader x Pavitr: Basically you and Hobie were both bitten by the same spider and like you both got recruited to the Spider Society together and like Hobie decides to introduce you to his friend, Pavitr, in which you were completely mesmerized of in which you didnt even realized you started falling for him.

Love triangle: Reader is torn inbetween choosing to love Pavitr or Spider-man, just not entirely knowing that they were the same person.

Recconecting: You and Pavitr were childhood bestfriends, yet inbetween your frienship, you had to move away. You guys were still in touch aswell, and little did Pavitr know, you decided to surprise him by finally moving back to your hometown where you and Pavitr used to live.

Have fun writing what you want, these are just udeas that's been stuck on my head yet i'm too lazy to write smh 😭🙏

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A/N: I am sooo sorry for the delay I just couldn't choose ONE!! all of these are so good I wanna do eveythinggggg ASDFGHJKSKSK but since i'm a Sucker for the 2nd trope..

Pairing: Pavitr Prabhakar x reader Summary: You are torn between choosing to love Pavitr and Spider-man, just not entirely knowing that they are the same person. Tags: Love Triangle-ish, Secret Identity, Flirting, Pet Names, lack of self preservation ⚠️Trigger Warning: Near death experiences ⚠️

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C'mon, he said. It'll be fun, he said.

You huff and roll your eyes standing in the middle of the crowded bazaar. Pavitr Prabhakar, AKA your best friend, had somehow convinced you to go for a vadapav, claiming it was The Best in all of Mumbattan and gotten you stranded in the middle of the biggest and most crowded market of the country. According to him, it was a ""#divine experience"" and ""relief to your taste buds."" The last line being met with a slap to his head.

"Stay right here and don't stray."

You send him away with a playful punch to his shoulder.

That was an hour ago. He'd left you standing at a corner to buy you guys a plate and still hadn't returned. You huff and tap your foot impatiently, licking your ice-cream and wondering what the hell is taking him so long. Buying vadapav can't be that hard.

All of sudden, people around you begin to run and yell and make way for something.

Very belatedly you realize a truck has lost it's way and is now coming right at you in full speed. You freeze on the spot, unable to move, paralyzed by mortal fear.

This is a terrible way to die!

It's like your motor controls failed all of a sudden. You can feel the angry squeals of the tyres and the horn blaring wildly from where you're standing. None of the onlookers dared to move, frozen in shock themselves.

You dare to blink, accepting your ill-fate. Heart thumping loudly in your chest, the beat in your ears, you stand in the middle of street like a deer caught in headlights. 'This is it', you think, frightened, Pavitr being your last thought in that moment.

As quick as a flash, you're being swept off into the air and landed safely in a quite secluded place nearby.

The squeak of tyres against the asphalt still rings in your ears, the loud crash of the truck colliding with a wall still shaking your bones. You peek from behind your human shield and faintly realized no damage has been done, except probably to the wall and the truck.

As if you only then come back into your body, the fact that you looked death in the eye finally catches up to you, releasing the breath you didn't know you were holding.

Your eyes shamelessly trail down your savior.  Wow. Oh my god. It's him, it's Spider-man! The superhero you admire a lot (and low key have a crush on)! And he's hugging you! "Oh thank god, you're okay!", he bursts out and then seems to remember himself, recovering quite clumsily with a stiff pat to your shoulder. "Uh, I meant, you're a beautiful stranger that I do not know!"

Good lawd, did Spider-man just call you 'beautiful'?! (Poor Pavitr's never gonna hear the end of it).

"T-thank you, for saving me", you say, mesmerized by him. He runs a hand through his his luscious raven curls waving in the chilly evening breeze (why does that feel familiar?)

"My pleasure, gorgeous. I don't usually play knight in shining armour, but I can make an exception."

Was he..?! OMG.

Spider-man. Just. Flirted. With. You!

His smile is so bright and radiant, contagious, and the wink that followed does nothing to help stop your fluttering heart. A smirk pulls at his lips -and you gotta admit, it is pretty hot- with which he disappears into the rosy evening of the dazzling Mumbattan sky. You sigh dreamily, rubbing your arms together as you walk outside, totally not thinking about the mysterious yet no less magnetic eyes behind the mask.

"Y/n? Where did you leave!?"

"I left you?" You turn around slowly. One look at the vadapav-lover before you and he shuts up.

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You are not thinking about him. Not at all. Not in class, not in the shower, not on your bed when you were supposed to be doing homework, not on the TV or getting excited at even the mention of him on the news. Nope, no sir. Not at all. Nu-uh.

Okay, maybe a little.

Pavitr rolls his eyes, snapping his book shut. You guys were supposed to be studying together but all he did was listen to you gush about your superhero crush. "Really, Y/N, what do you even see in him anyway?"

"He's smart, he's intelligent-"

Pav mumbles something, but you ignore him all the same.

"-he's handsome, he's talented, he saves people, he fights evil... he's a nice guy. Heart of gold. He is Spider-man!", you exclaim in exasperation, your fingers doing wild gestures in the air as he watches you amused.

Pavitr chuckles. "Don't get me wrong, I think he's pretty neat too, but you gotta admit: he can't hold a candle to me."

"Oh, fo' sho'", you shoot back sardonically.

"You see Y/N, the real question is.. is he a romantic like me?"

"Are you now?"

Pavitr then seemed to flip into a total Romeo mode, easing back on the chair and running a hand through his raven locks. "Hey, sweetlips", he begins in a deeper baritone, "tonight I was thinking-"

"-Of doing your homework? I hope it's doing your homework, Pavi beta! Good grades speak for themselves, you know", Maya aunty chimes in from the kitchen.

Pav blushes, replying a slightly embarrassed affirmation and goes back to studying.

You snort behind your palm, unaware that your heart is already melting.

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The next time you meet Spider-man is at a fair. You went there with Pavitr, a night full of cheesy pick-up lines and horrible puns not letting the smile fall from your lips for even a fraction of a second. It's all fun and games, Gayatri leaving you two alone and unsupervised -a bad decision, really- to go off with her crush. You play more games, help a cute little boy win a hedgehog plushie and then wander around aimlessly until Pavitr disappears to buy more snacks.

You were standing beneath the gigantic Ferris wheel, munching on your corn while something akin to the sound of a dying whale catches your ears. Turning around, you realize the Ferris wheel has lost balance and is about to fall.

It is utter chaos. The crowd goes haywire, scared people bumping into each other in haste to get away and panic. You find safety but seeing the little boy from earlier run towards the falling machinery to retrieve his plushie stops your heart. Without another thought, you run after him.

Its too late, now. The metal joints have come off and there are mere seconds for it's fall. You shield the little boy with yourself and shut your eyes tight, waiting for your impending doom, looking up in shock when it doesn't come.

The boy lets out a tiny gasp. "Spider-man!"

Indeed, the famous wall-crawler stands before you, webbing up the steel rods of the wheel. It's basically being held together by his sticky solution. You watch as he places a number of steel columns to hold up the broken part of the wheel and only moves from the place once he's sure it will sustain a bit longer.

Applauds rise from all around and people cheer, worried parents thanking him for returning their son in one piece. His eyes finally turn to you dusting dirt off your dress and you catch his in a mesmerizing gaze like before.

He offers you his hand and pulls you up in one -admittedly sexy- move.

"God, I was so worrie-!", he says before stopping himself.

There it is again, the familiar unfamiliarity. It puts you on alarm but also melts your heart -if that makes sense.

"Thanks again, for saving me. I owe you."

"You owe me nothing, sweetlips. Just.. keep yourself safe, okay?" With a wink, your masked heartthrob disappears into the skies again.

Okay, he definitely called you a pet name. That's gotta mean something, right?

Pavitr finds you right after, hugging you and thanking every God in existence that you're alive. You calm him down and decide to go home -that was enough for one day- but you just can't help wondering where you had heard that pet name before.

Sweetlips..

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Was it normal to be in love with two guys? Should you have to choose?

One is sweet ol' beloved Pavitr: charming, good-hearted, witty, amazing hair, humorous, cheesy puns, vadapav-lover. The other being literally ✨️Spider-man! ✨️

And you loved them both equally; torn between two good-hearted guys you cared about. This was torture.

But weirder than that, you felt you were missing something. Like you know it, it's at the tip of your tongue but you just can't seem to know what! Not to mention the weird coincidence of Spider-man's and Pav's pet names for you.

Argh, love is a disaster.

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Pavitr is walking you home from school that day when you decide to tell him everything.

You had chosen your best friend.

Not that he knew there was someone else but.. for some reason, you feel guilty for not choosing Spider-man and that weighed on you. You figured telling your bestie would ease atleast a little of it.

"Hey, Pav?"

He hums, his raven-wing hair whipping as he turns around, coming to a stop beside you. "Yes, meri jaan?"

Some of the ice cream you were licking has smeared on your nose and with a playfully disapproving look, Pav reaches out and wipes it off.

See, it's the little things like these that make you fall for him even more.

"I need to tell you something. I.. You know how I love Spider-man, right? I mean, I talk about him all the time, but.. -ugh, God, I'm so terrible at this!" You cut yourself off with an embarrassed chuckle as he patiently watches you, amused. "What I'm really trying to say is-"

"HELP! HELP- AHHHH!"

The sudden cry catches you off guard and you startle. Pavitr is gone when you look for him and -assuming he's gone to get help- you run towards the direction of the voice. It comes from an alley nearby and you go there just in time to see Spider-man web up a couple of goons and leave them hanging upside down from a light post, the elderly lady nearby thanking him profusely.

When he spots you, his face immediately brightens. "Hey", he says, breathless, walking towards you, "do you happen to have a Band-Aid by any chance?"

"Ye-"

" 'Cause I just scraped my knee falling for you."

Oh no, not again. Not your heart melting into a puddle, not right now! (Be strong Y/N!)

But all you can get out is a dreamy, "Spider-man"

The vigilante hero suddenly falls quiet, hesitating. "I, uh, actually have something to tell you"

Your heart thumps so loudly in your chest, you can hear it in your ears! It won't be what you were thinking. Surely not.

(Technically, you haven't chosen yet. And, you don't have to choose only one of them, right?)

"Listen, I.. I think I love you."

Oh. Oh..

"I'm sorry", you sigh, feeling real bad for the superhero standing before you.

His face falls under the mask, and that more than anything else, breaks your heart.

You shouldn't do this to him. It's cruel, really. This guy is out here risking his life yet here you are, breaking his heart. It's  painful for both of you.

"I like you", you say, "very much! But I can't.. you're a superhero and I'm just an ordinary person, I rather not risk both our lives."

He is still, very still. A moment later, he finally speaks. "You love someone else." It wasn't a question.

"It's my best friend, Pavitr. He's.. God, he's everything to me. I'm sorry. It's a probably a bad decision, but it's mine."

To your shock, a wide smile pulls at his lips, his face almost glowing -you feel it more than seeing it. "I think it's the best decision."

The spider-hero stands tall, and in a flash, rips off his mask. His curly hair rustles in the wind, eyes sparkling with mischief -the eyes you've known so well, more than your own; those very same hypnotizing brown eyes.

"At least to me, meri jaan."

This little shit-

"I apologize, I haven't totally been honest with you", he chuckles when you grab him by the collar, pulling you close as you playfully punch him in the chest.

YOU KNEW IT! You knew he was too familiar!

"Me neither. Although..", you smirk, "now that I think about it, I actually love Spider-man more."

"Guess I have to settle for heartbreak then", he sighs dramatically, hugging you closer. "Hey, you don't happen to be a vigilante superhero with amazing hair by any chance, do you?"

You slap his head before pulling your best friend in for a kiss.

There's no one else you'd rather fall in love with.

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🎶🎵"It's funny 'cause you drive me half insane A universe without you would be thoroughly mundane There's no one else I'd rather fall in love with And that is my best friend in the world"🎶🎵 'Best Friend' by Laufey

(someone in the notes pav was so Laufey coded so i went with that lol)

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can please you do comforting pavitr x stressed out f!reader 🥹

Pumpkin Spice and Everything Nice

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And for rinnnswrlddd on AO3: “I need a cuddle oneshot with Pavitr and GN!reader !! (^_<)〜☆”

Pairing: Pavitr Prabhakar x Gn!Reader Summary: Pavitr sees you stressed out and feels bad. But not to worry; he knows the perfect remedy. Tags: Cuddling & Snuggling, Flufftober

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Pavitr enters your shared apartment holding a Starbucks in each hand, closing the door behind him with his foot when he hears a groan.

“ARGGHH!”

Concerned, he comes to check on you and sighs at what he sees: You on the couch glaring at your laptop, hands in your hair and stressed the f out. You’ve emptied three cups of chamomile tea and your headache still refuses to leave. You groan in pain and irritation.

He leaves the beverages on the coffee table and comes to sit beside you, massaging your head. “You okay, pumpkin?”

It’s that time of the year when your S/O calls you thematic cringe nicknames.

“Noooo”, you whine, throwing your head back on the couch and shutting your eyes. Looking into the LCD screen for a long time irritates your eye and you rub it in vain. “We haven’t even gotten near to finishing the project! The client emails haven’t been sent, the quotation is wrong so we had to redo everything -and, to top it off, a substantial investor pulled out last minute and now we have to finish this in half the budget! And the deadline is Monday! I frickin hate Mondays!!!!”

“What about your team?”, he asks, moving to massage your shoulder. You sigh, tired. “Stu is on paternity leave -I didn’t know we had those-, Jenny’s got a family emergency so she’s out and Raj is just unwilling! He won’t return our calls or contribute, I can’t-“

“Hey, hey, it’s okay, baby”, he coos, circling his arm around you. “Don’t put too much pressure on yourself, meri jaan. Relax.”

You let him take your laptop away in exchange for the Pumpkin Spice latte he bought you. You take a sip and instantly go lax. Ah, so soothing!

Before you know it, the grey device is webbed to the ceiling.

“Pavitr Prabhakar, are you insane?! Give me that-“

He sits you on the couch, not letting you get up. “Nu-uh, babe. You haven’t slept in three days. Three! I can’t let you go on like this. At least take a nap, please. For me?”

You pout and cross your arms but your resolve isn’t strong. What he says is true, you’ve been working day and night for the past week barely having a proper meal. Perhaps, you should take a break.

“Okay”, you finally agree. You deserve it. 👏

“Great! It’s time for PUMPKIN CUDDLES!”, he announces and maneuvers a cackling you onto the couch in a spooning position.

Your boyfriend can be silly at times but that’s why you love him.

Pavitr circles his arm around your waist and pulls you against him, tangling your legs together before draping a throw blanket over you. His fingers rub soothing circles on your tummy as he leaves soft little kisses on your face and you can feel yourself melt into his arms. Mmmmm… so cozy…

“Yeah, it is”, he whispers, making you realize you’ve said it loud. You giggle and snuggle closer to him. His warmth is inviting, his body heat welcoming as he gently rocks you, intertwining your fingers.

The fairy lights put up In your room magically light up as if on cue, making the room appear more cozy.

Your shuffle around till your head lays on his heart, listening to the steady thumping beat, bringing his fingers to tangle in your hair. Pavitr gives the best head massages.

“Sing me a song, pumpkin”, you ask sweetly and he giggles, obliging.

His tone is melodic and within seconds, your stress -physical and mental- have disappeared in his lullaby.

“More pumpkin spice, meri j-“ Oh.

You’ve fallen asleep.

Pavitr watches you with a smile on his face, taking in your features. How soft you look and how calm! Laughing quietly at your soft snores and the way you clutch onto his shirt, he kisses your forehead.

Removing himself quietly, he retrieves your laptop and shuts it down, keeping it in your room safely. He switches off all the bulbs except the fairly lights on your window, watching mesmerized as the dim light makes you glow. He takes the breakfast and latte to the counter and does a quick work of the dishes. Neat!

Pavitr sets breakfast for you when you wake up searching for him. “Pav? Pavi baby?”, you mumble, sleepily. 

Aww, you missed him!

“I’m here, meri jaan.”

He comes to the couch as you pull him in for more cuddles, using his arm as a pillow while the other runs down your back. You release a contended sigh once you’re comfortable, putting a dreamy smile on Pavitr’s face.

Perhaps, breakfast can wait.

He takes a cute pic of you before pecking your forehead and snuggling closer. “Sleep tight, pumpkin.”

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Thank you for reading <3 hope you liked it <333

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I felt like giving you ideas again since yes

All are Pavitr x Readers

Angst :: Basically, this one can be a little hard to right but like, if you know Hamilton, the song "Satisfied" / "Burn/First burn"

Fluff :: It's basically from Hamilton (lol) again but it's the song "Helpless"

Princess!Reader x Commoner!Pavitr :: YOU AND PAVITR SNEAKING OUT INTO THE FORESTS HOLDING HANDS AND BASICALLY SHOWING PDA WHILE YOU R DISGUISED SO PEOPLE DON'T RECOGNIZE YOU AS THE PRINCESS <33

@ Feel free to use these ideas <3

Write well my fav writer ♡♡

Princess and the Spider

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Pairing: Commoner!Pavitr Prabhakar x Princess!Reader Summary: Pavitr and you sneak out into the woods, your secret spot. Lots of holding hands and basically showing PDA while you're disguised so no one recognizes you as the Princess Tags: Fantasy AU, Royalty, Secret Relationship, Lantern festival

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Deep brown skirt brushes against your feet as you run through the forest, the fabric swishing with your every move. The breeze is infrequent yet soothing enough under the scorching summer sun.

The empty jug in your arms feel heavy as you finally reach your secret place -the river bank- and lean down, filling the jug with water before you drink from it. Satisfied, you look into the moving waters to see your blurry reflection staring back at you. Dang, if your mother even got word of the state you’re in...

Tainted clothes, slippers, ungloved hands and in the wild without guards or handmaidens? Your mother, the Queen, will pracitcally have your head for it if she knew!

An echoing howl alarms you and you bunch up your skirt, ready to move, abandoning the stolen water jug as your feet hits the ground once again. Whatever beast chasing you maybe quick, but not as swift as you. Plus, you’ve brought your stiletto daggers just in case.

Perks of being a royalty.

“Careful, Princess”, a shadow swings from the air, coming to land behind you.

A smile pulls across your lips as you lower your weapon, blush rising to your cheeks. You’d know that voice in your sleep; the voice that never failed to make your heart flutter. 

He’s dressed in festive clothes today -a crisp red tunic and blue dhoti- and comes to stand before you, removing his decorative face mask. His radiant smile rivals a thousand stars; bright and energetic as if to illuminate the entire world. You’d even believe if he was the reason summers are hot.

“Meri jaan-“

“You’re under arrest!”, you announce and the next moment Pavitr becomes alert, raising his hands up in surrender. A hint of confusion dance in his cautious eyes, his confidence wavering. No.. you wouldn’t betray him like that..

You keep him at the edge of your dagger till you can contain it no longer. “For having amazing hair!”, you burst out laughing.

When realization dawns, he finally breathes a sigh of relief, shaking his head with a smile. How can Pavitr forget you’re the Queen of Pranks?

“Oh God, the look on your face!”, you say, pinching his cheeks as he playfully slaps your hands away.

He knows you won’t do that to him; In fact, you’d be the first to defend him.

Pavitr simply points to the notice pinned on the trees asking for The Spider’s identity in return for a thousand silver coins.

“Not even gold!”, he jokes, crossing his arms, “The King really is a miser.”

It was put up yesterday; not a good sign. You planned on doing something about it once you got back to the palace. Until then..

“Pavi..”, you drag sweetly, rubbing the sides of his arms in a soothing motion, “You promised me something yesterday. Remember?”

Pavitr’s face falls a little as he stutters, trying to deflect. “I, uh, the weather is too hot today, isn’t it?”

“No.” You huff and cross your arms, pulling away from him to sit by yourself on a log, pouting as you refuse to meet his face. 

“Meri jaan”, he begs in vain, “please understand, it would not be safe. Plus, you may not like it there. The town is dirty and smelly; especially too crowded today-“

“You said you’d take me to the fair! And I won’t talk to you until you do.”

The Queen used to lecture you that stubbornness is unbecoming of a Princess and would take you nowhere but they seem to work on Pavitr just fine. He sighs, shoulders sagging as he eventually caves in, shaking his head in playful exasperation.

“Has Your Highness tasted a panipuri before?”

Your grin is wide as you take his extended hand.

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Squeals echo through the forest as he swings you through bridal style, his grip on your waist never faltering.

Hitting the ground at the edge of the thick woods, you’re quick to grab his hand and pull him towards the brightly lit festive town, skipping all the way uncaring of the dirt brushing against the hem of your once pristine dress. Mother would scold, but you know it’ll be worth it.

The fair Is as crowded as he rightly warned, but not much as you were accustomed to. The royal balls were even more populated, with desperate snobs trying to impress the upper class. This is way better compared to that.

The first thing to hit you is the festive ambience.

“FORTUNE! FORTUNE CALLS!'', a man yells. "IS THERE A BIG FORTUNE IN YOUR FUTURE? THE SEER ANSWERS, FOR ONLY THREE COINS!”

You eagerly drag Pavitr to the tiny stall -despite his protests that they are fake- and pay them a bronze, showing the old fortuneteller your palm.

“Oh! This is a royal hand!”, the elderly woman cries. You freeze in shock, sweating bullets. Have you been found out? It doesn’t help that the local guards are roaming the fair either.

Pavitr squeezes your other hand in reassurance, saying it’s just a metaphor for a readable palm -and, that they say this to those who seem to carry a heavy pocket. You snort quietly.

“Your bloodline will be filled with fortune-“, she says in an exaggerated voice, “-and a handsome Knight in a shining mask will come to your rescue!” She leans down to your ear in a stage whisper, “why, I bet, ‘tis the very lad  you’re with!”

Your cheeks instantly go pink and you shyly raise your eyes to meet Pavitr’s from under your lashes. He rubs his nape, blushing. “N-no.."

“Nuh-uh, don’t you dare lie to me, hero!”, the lady says and Pavitr goes red in the face. He drags you away, uncaring as to how many coins he pays her in haste just to leave the place quickly.

You laugh at his embarrassed face and pull him towards a face-painting stall.

He reluctantly agrees, instantly regretting it when the artist smears a fat blob of red across his features.

Pavitr gets the shock of his life when the artist hands him a mirror to see the outcome and lo, what does he see? His own alter-ego staring back at him with equal surprise. He is The Spider.

“Meri jaan!”, he whispers in alarm, tugging at your silk blouse, “people might find out!”

“No, they won’t”, you say, hooking your arm around his elbow as you walk him to a food stall. “Not today, atleast. Look!”

Indeed, all the children and young boys in the stall are waiting to be painted as The Spider. It puts a humble smile on Pavitr, a real, genuine one and he looks at you with eyes overflowing of love. Tears of awe gather in the corner of his orbs, which he blinks away rapidly; his love for you is beyond words.

A horn Is suddenly blown, signaling the time for the special event -everyone’s favorite part of the fair. You look around in confusion as people run hither tither, Pavitr leading you as you try to decipher what’s going on. Curious, you rise to stand on your tippy toes and peek over his shoulder.

Without warning, a handful of color powder is thrown on your face!

What the- Oh. They’re powdered dyes!

You giggle in understanding, finally catching up. Rushing to a nearby stall, you buy a pocket of green, yellow and orange liquid dyes while Pavitr buys blue, red and white -his signature colours- and aims them at you like a canon.

You mirror his stance. “It’s on, Spider!”

“Do your best, Princess”

SPLISH! SPLASH! SLPOTCH!

You’re the first to drench Pavitr in green, his face-paint mixing with the dye into a dirty brown. Squealing, you run as he chases after you with blue while all the colours of the rainbow fly over your head, thrown around by other people.

By the end of it, everybody is wet and unrecognizable yet ultimately happy. You share a laugh before everyone goes back to exploring the fair, preferring to enjoy the evening rather quietly.

After cleaning yourself up, Pavitr walks you around the fair buying you panipuri as promised, all the while holding your hand. You enjoy his arm around your waist, a comfortable weight as you press yourself closer to him.

Pavitr introduces you to his family -Maya auntie and Uncle Bhim- who greet you excitedly. His friends join and a bunch of cute little munchkins come up to you asking for a story.

“Do you know the story of the Princess and the Spider? Once there was a Princess, who lived in a big, big castle. But she was very lonely and had no friends. One day, while walking through her garden, she found a spider tangled in his own webs..”

Behind you, Pavitr leans against a tree smiling to himself, listening to you narrate the story of how you met. He patiently waits for you finish, watching you transfixed.

You guys share a shy smile after you’re done, cheeks tinting pink as you grab his hand. Pavitr excuses yourself, blushing furiously when Maya auntie sends him a knowing wink and tells him to “go enjoy his youth!”

They know he wants to have you all for himself.

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Lights are put up everywhere, the fair itself descending into a warm orangey glow. The evening turns invitingly chilly and you stop for a drink, fingers staying intertwined when a particularly colourful stall catches his eye.

You find yourself seated on a private boat as Pavitr rows, other couples rowing quietly past you. It slowly comes to a stop at the middle of the lake and you hold hands, lifting your head up to witness the sun disappear into the quietness of the young starry night together.

His thumbs rub soothing circles on the back of your hand. Water lanterns float around your boat, let onto the surface of the lake by those gathered, engulfing the water body in a soft dreamy glow.

So romantic.

Pavitr takes your hand in his and places a water lantern in your palms, the light illuminating your features. His eyes shine as they give you a once over, stunned by the angel before him.

And, in that moment, you couldn’t help yourself.

Pushing a strand of curly hair away from his face, you lean in. He watches with baited breath, frozen with pleasant surprise as your soft lips touch his in a firm kiss.

Your eyes flutter shut as you let the overwhelming feeling consume you, the world around you stops moving and time becomes insubstantial; the only thing you know, feel and breathe is each other.

Is this love or rebirth, you can’t tell. You’ve never felt so alive.

When you finally open your eyes, a thousand decades have passed. The world is brighter and lively, more colorful. You gasp as his lips chase yours, not willing to part so soon even though you’re out of breath.

Blood rushes to your cheeks when it dawns on you that this is both of yours’ first kiss! You chuckle, seeing his face heat up just like yours. Flustered, you let your head fall to rest against his palpitating heart. Oh, the woes of youth! 

Pavitr cups your hand and gently lowers the water lantern onto the surface of the lake, making it stay afloat.

Very belatedly you realize that the Queen, aka your mother, asked you be home by sunset. You’re here past your curfew! The royal dinner would’ve been over by now -the one you haven’t shown up to.

He rows you quickly back to the shore, but not before splashing some water on your face in jest. Pavitr and you giggle as he swings you bridal style to the palace, landing on your balcony just in time.

“Meri jaan..”, he stops you, presenting a rose, “this is for you.”

Your heart melts.

(He plucked that from your garden but nevermind; it’s the sentiment that matters.)

The gifts you receive as a Princess may be worth the world, but his sentiment is priceless. And that’s what truly commandeers your heart.

You give his cheek a goodbye kiss when the door is being brutally knocked upon, your maidens yelling on the other side that your mother is frantically searching for you. By the time the Queen opens your chamber door, Pavitr has thankfully disappeared.

“Good grief, Y/N dear!”, she cries, clutching her worried heart, “why did you not come for dinner? And, why are you so dirty!?”

The look she gives your dress is enough to make you cringe internally.

You shrug, feigning innocence. “I was just… painting, mother. Forgive me, I must’ve been enjoying it too much to notice the passage of time.”

The Queen shakes her head in exasperation and orders you to clean up, offering to send supper to your rooms instead. You glance out of your balcony as she fusses for new clothes in your wardrobe, looking back to the single red rose in the water jar.

Masked white eyes glimer under the moonlight, a giddy smile spreading across your face as you find them hidden amongst the darkness of your garden trees. He may have vanished from your sight, but he stays in your heart forever.

Your web-slinging Knight in shining eye-mask.

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pavi x reader that comes crying to him over personal issues and just needs someone to tell them that everythings gonna be okay 😪

Breathin'

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Pairing: Pavitr Prabhakar x gn!reader Summary: There's only one person you can go when you're feeling down. He's the only one who cares. Tags: Crying, Comfort No Hurt

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🎵Feel my blood runnin', swear the sky's fallin' How do I know if this shit's fabricated? Time goes by and I can't control my mind Don't know what else to try, but you tell me every time Just keep breathin' and breathin' and breathin' and breathin' And oh, I gotta keep, keep on breathin'🎵 Breathin' by Ariana Grande

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Tap.. Tap..

The knock is relatively quiet but loud enough to hear. Almost as if the person on the other side is reluctant to call him. Pavitr Prabhakar opens the door only to find a teary eyed you standing at his doorstep.

His hearts breaks as you crash into him in a tight embrace, your arms circling him firmly as you shudder, crying. "Meri jaan, baby, what happened?" "N-nothing", you try to whisper but the words barely get out amidst the hiccups. You're breathless from running here and heaving, yet the tears wouldn't stop. It feels the whole world is spinning; you're mentally exhausted and you can't control the pain in your heart. The wound has cut deep and he's the only one you can go to. "Deep breaths, baby. Keep breathing.." Pavitr asks no further questions and walks a tired you inside to his couch and sits you down. Leaving you momentarily, he brings a steaming hot cup of your favorite beverage and settles it on the coffee table. Finding a spot beside you, he wraps his arm over your shoulder, but you won't have that and pull him into a hug instead.

He is happy to oblige, rubbing soothing circles in your arm and back as your breathing calms down. Little kisses on your cheek give reassurance.

You take a sip of the drink and he lays your head on his chest, the steady rhythm of his heart giving you the strength you need. His scent is comfy and his tightening arm around you is more than welcome.

Time flies as he patiently waits for your breathing to settle down. The tide of tears ebbs away and you've somewhat come back to yourself. "You wanna talk, baby?", he asks in the softest tone ever, still rubbing your arm. You love how he always cares for you, making sure he's not forcing you into doing something you don't want to do.

Today, though, you'd like to let the steam out.

Pavitr shifts so that your head lays on his lap as he runs his fingers through your hair, his other hand intertwined with yours. He listens patiently as you talk about your personal issues and pulls you up on his lap into a hug from behind when you begin to shake and sob again. He takes your enjoined hand leaves gifts soft little pecks, saying it'll all be okay and running his hand through your hair.

"It's not about being sad, it's just..", your voice trembles and you bite your lips to be strong. But, you're only be durable for so long. "Pav", you sob, "I can't-" Tears sting your eyes again and you shudder, burying your head on his shirt. Your grip on his shirt tightens, your knuckles going white and Pavitr gently massages them, kissing away your tears.

You sniff and wipe your eyes quickly, rubbing your nose on your sleeve sloppily. You're messy and you hate that you make him messy too. "Forget what I said, I-I shouldn't have come here. I'm spoiling your mood." Pavitr is having none of that. "Shh, hey.. C'mere", he says, cradling your face in his hands and lifting it to meet his eyes. "Look at me, baby. Look at me.." You oblige, looking up from under your wet lashes, eyes sore and cheeks puffy as you accept the tissue he gives. "Don't think that, okay? I'm here for you, I'm always here for you. Everything will be fine, yeah? I promise."

Pavitr looks into your eyes and it's a whole new feeling. It feels like... trust. Complete, unadulterated trust. And hope, that everything will be better. "Whatever happens, meri jaan, you can count on me. I'll always be there for you no matter what. Trust me, baby, everything's gonna be okay." He kisses your forehead softly and your eyes become wet, this time from the gratitude.

You sniff, giggling quietly as he kisses your now cute red nose. "Yeah", you smile, a genuine one for the first time today. You loop your arm with his, your drink in the other hand as you snuggle against his side. "As long you're by my side, everything will be okay."

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can you pls pls pls write a fanfic about extroverted pavitr showing off his gf to his friends (the reader is rly shy)

I Would Never Fall Unless It's You

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Pairing: Pavitr Prabhakar x shy!gn!reader Summary: "See", Gwen says, "I keep telling you, Y/N's a keeper!" Pavitr blushes, rubbing the nape of his neck shyly as he gazes into your eyes. Your eyelids flutter, pink coating your cheeks eventhough your eyes can't stop following him. He's radiant. Maybe you truly are made for each other.

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🎶"I would never fall in love again until I found her I said, "I would never fall unless it's you I fall into" I was lost within the darkness, but then I found her I found you"🎶 Until I Found You by Stephen Sanchez

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"So...", dragged Miles, looking between his two friends as he scratches the nape of his neck. "Do we say who we are, or..?"

"I think Y/N knows already", Gwen says, resting one hand on her hip as she looks at the Brit for confirmation. "At least that we're spider-people; not sure about that multiverse part."

Hobie nods. "Yeah, Y/N caught him climbing in from the window wearing the suit and eating a vadapav. I mean, bruv!"

"Looks like they're here!", Peter. B points out and they turn to look, taking off their masks.

"HEY GUYSSS!"

Pavitr's voice is heard from a mile away as he swings from the opposite building in one swift motion, cradling a squealing you to his chest. He lands smoothly on the secluded terrace with a soft thud.

Your hold onto him to stop your legs from wobbling, still not used to swinging in the air yet.

"Don't worry, meri jaan", he assures you softly, "I've got you."

With a gentle peck to your cheek, he loosens his grip on your waist and guides you to his friends, removing his mask and tucking it in his pocket.

Pav and his friends seem to have a theme in their choice of clothing: spandex with spider designs and masks bearing similar eye lenses.

You knew that Pavitr Prabhakar, your former bestfriend and the guy you had been crushing on since the 6th grade, was Spider-Man. The very same guy who the entire city is trying to capture, even though he's only been doing good. The vigilante hero, the people's prince -who is also, incidentally, your spectacular boyfriend. Of course, you're proud! But it's a tad intimidating to see more superhuman people like him in the same place, and in similar clothing.

Pavitr's lush raven curls dance in the wind before he tames them, flipping them to stay on one side. Resisting the urge to run your fingers through them, you content yourself to just admiring it for now. It is a source of envy to most people.

"Awww, look at you two lovebirds!"

Peter. B's cooing startles you out of your reverie and you realize you've been making heart eyes at each other, adorable pink noses brushing against the other cozily.

It was only slightly embarrassing.

You knew all his friends' names from the pics he shared but this is the first time you meet them in person, and frankly, you're a bit anxious.

Generally, you're a shy and introverted person; not really much on the socializing side. So when it came to interaction with strangers, you found it quite difficult to keep up with Pavitr's pace, who has no hesitation to make small talk. But you try, for him, hoping his friends won't hate you at first glance.

They were important to him and he was important to you.

Pavitr initiates as usual, trying to ease you into the conversation (he's The best boyfriend), while you try to hide yourself behind him, staying close to his warm shoulder. You're still a bit shy..

He points at each one as he introduces them. "You know Hobie, this is Gwen, Miles and Peter. B. Miguel is spying us from afar", he jokes.

You remember the Brit from the bridge collapse incident. You had been at the wrong place at the wrong time and Pav had been too far away to help you. It was Hobie who had saved you that day though you hadn't known any of them back then.

"And this is meri jaan, Y/N Y/L/N", he says, resting his head against yours as he pulls you closer. "My life."

Peter B coos just for the sake of seeing Pavitr blush.

"Hi, hello!", you greet with a shy wave, extending a hand to each of them. When you get to Hobie, who is the last, you thank him from the bottom of your heart. "I never had a chance to tell you before, but you're the reason I'm standing here today and I'm very, very grateful for it."

Hobie smiles, shaking your hand firmly. The Mumbattanite has told him before how thankful he himself is for it. "Hey, it's what I do"

"Do you know how well Y/N draws?", Pavitr says proudly, "You guys have got to see them!"

"Oh, so what do you do?", Hobie asks. You can see he's trying to make you feel included and you're very thankful for it. Pavitr has often spoken of him as being the Big Brother he never had, and you feel you can relate to it too.

"Mostly portraits", you reply, intertwining your hand with Pav's as he rubs his thumb in smoothing circles, encouraging you further. "But sometimes watercolors too, if I have enough patience", you joke.

"Wait, you do watercolors? That's the hardest there is!"

"I know, right! But they're so detailed and realistic -You've got to see these pictures!"

Pavitr whips out his phone and starts showing off the pics he took of your paintings. You watch him as he excitedly explains every one of them with so much passion that surprises you. Never have you known he was so invested in your pictures nor that he observed so much!

"Wow! Can you draw me?", Miles asks, eyes wide with excitement. "And me?", Peter. B joins, practically jumping as you agree with a nod.

Hobie pretends to give a long-suffering sigh. "Kids."

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You've spent almost the entire evening with the Spideys drawing stuff, eating hotdogs and swinging from building to building. Initially it seemed too much, but after the pressure of making a good first impression bled away, you had a ton of fun! Peter. B even gave you some tips on how to use your weight to your advantage while swinging.

Licking your ice-cream, you notice Pavitr has smeared some on the corner of his lips and reach up to wipe it away.

"See", Gwen says, "I keep telling you, Y/N's a keeper!"

Pavitr blushes, rubbing the nape of his neck shyly as he gazes into your eyes. Your eyelids flutter, pink coating your cheeks even though your eyes can't stop following him. He's radiant.

Maybe you truly are made for each other.

A sudden ringtone startles you out of your reverie and Miles asks you all to watch in silence as Peter B answers a call from his wife. Apparently, Peter B has left his web solution lying around carelessly and May Parker is now stuck to the ceiling upside down, trying to play with it.

Pavitr snickers, Gwen and you giggle quietly while Miles and Hobie fall on their sides laughing as Peter B poorly tries to defend himself to Mary-Jane.

You comment a pun, not really aware that you said it out loud but cup your mouth as soon as you realize it, feeling they might be offended -that's the last thing you want. To the contrary, however, they actually seem to enjoy it.

"That's it, you're now officially my sibling!", Hobie claims, encouraging you with a pat on your back.

You're already growing to like them, feeling thrilled to get to know them more.

Miles and Gwen give you a high-five as Peter B pretends to be offended, but everyone knows he's only a second away from applauding you for that pun. He caves in and eventually laughs, everyone joining in as the conversation turns to a boomerang video edit of the embarrassing dance moves Pavitr did last week.

"HEY! You promised you deleted that thing!!"

Pavitr starts chasing Miles around, jumping from street lamps and poles, oblivious to Gwen capturing that on her phone too. She turns to you, eyes sparkling with mischief.

"Which song do you think suits this?" 

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A/N: I swear I'm trying to work on the other prompts buttttttt ARGH LIFE!!!! (((OMG ALMOST FORGOT FLUFFTOBERRRRRR!!!!!)))

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HEAR ME OUT

Pavitr x F!reader: After School pavitr and the reader go to feed stray dogs together. pavitr is staring at the reader but the reader doesn’t realise he is staring, neither does pavitr 🥹

Ain't Goin' Away

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Pairing: Pavitr Prabhakar x F!Reader Summary: All he ever thinks about is you, even though he won’t admit it. Tags: Crush, Mutually secret crush

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🎶Something happened for the first time Deep inside, was a rush What a rush 🎶 Crush by David Archuleta

School ended early today, so you guys had decided to stop for a panipuri and ice cream on the way.

“Haha, NO!” He laughs cheekily, speeding up just to give you a challenge. You chase him, finally catching up to him round the corner.

You guys laugh as you stop to take a breather, heaving as you pant. The ice cream is forgotten and has fallen somewhere behind, slowly melting away under the autumn sun. 🍂

You guys continue in a leisurely walk, quietly enjoying your hands brushing against each other’s, too shy to acknowledge it. Your body has started moving closer to his without your knowledge and when you do realize it, warmth spreads from your heart to your cheeks, painting a bright pink shade.

Has it ever crossed your mind When we’re hangin’, spendin’ time girl Are we just friends? Is there more? Is there more?

Pavitr loved this; spending time with you, laughing at inside jokes and simply hanging out, even if just in silence.

You’re pure radiance, the colour of the sunset making your hair glow and he could feel the love bubbling in his chest, overflowing through his eyes. If only you guys were more than just friends..

But the fear of ruining your friendship chases his confidence away. Such a pity.

He walks you through an alley to your usual spot to stand by the set of descending stairs. Pavitr whistles and a litter of cute, stray puppies rush to greet you excitedly. The little brown pup with a white patch around his eye who you call “milk choco” jumps up and down, circling your feet and wagging his tail enthusiastically.

Pavitr barks out a laugh as you get bombarded by the new furry friends that have joined the group. You giggle as they lick your face before finally managing to pull them off you.

“Peter Barker, stay!”, you say to one of them before immediately falling into a fit of giggles again making Pav chuckle.

Then, making sure they sit obediently, you crouch down to reward them with the treats you’ve brought. They pounce on you once again, those adorable, unruly little puppies.

Pavitr leans against the wall, crossing his arms as he watches you. A smile pulls on his lips -something he is unaware of- as his eyes follow you, your every action.

Why do I keep running from the truth? All I ever think about is you You’ve got me hypnotized, so mesmerized And I just got to know

Pavitr is deeply, undeniably, irrevocably in love with you; it’s a truth he can’t run from.

All he ever thinks about is you, even though he won’t admit it. Lying awake in bed at night, your contagious laughter and blushing cute face commandeering his thoughts. Oh, how his heart flutters!

Time is inconsequential when his mind is filled with you and many a times he’s caught himself smiling for no reason other than just the mere thought of you. The rush in his veins everytime your eyes meet, the thundering of his heart every time you shower him with attention.. Yes, that’s how deep in he is! You’ve got him wrapped around your finger without knowing and he is very glad to be.

But, he couldn’t help wonder.. what if you guys were something more? Have you ever felt the same thing? Could this possibly be.. going somewhere?

He knows saying It out loud may ruin your friendship and he’s tried to bury it deep inside, but it’s useless as he knows this crush isn’t going away. Not now, not ever.

Words spill out of his mouth on their own, eyes worshipping your dietic form. “I love you”

“Yeah, we know. You should tell her.” Gayatri has found you both, Hari Oberoi tagging her as they come to stand beside Pavitr. She smiles cheekily, sending a knowing look to Pav and leans in to his ear -rather threateningly in Pavitr’s opinion. “Either you do it or I’m gonna.”

Pav has a hard time shushing them up, but you’re too busy to notice.

You’re almost done feeding the dogs and you turn around, looking up to meet his eyes.

His heart stutters, his breath falters, the world comes to a sudden sharp halt for one divine second.

Do you catch your breath when I look at you? Are you holding back, like the way I do? ‘Cause I’ve tried and tried to walk away But I know this crush ain’t goin’ away

You gasp, though it is barely heard. Pavitr looks absolutely transcendental. The pink of the sunset highlights his raven hair in a romantic shade, the dying orange making his cheek glow like the sun itself came down to meet you. In this moment, he’s nothing short of reverent.

You’ve been crushing on him since forever, but too chicken to say it out loud. He draws you in like a moth to a flame. You’ve tried to walk away from this crush that is brewing, but find yourself incapable of doing so. Pavitr not only owns your heart but also your soul.

You smile at your friends in greeting, watching them mess with Pavitr, but your heartbeat is loud in your ears.

You know this crush ain’t going away.

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I just want to let you guys know that i haven't had the time to fulfill all the pavitr x r prompts yet, but since i'm relatively free-er now, I'll be working on them soon <3 <3 thank you for your patience, lovelies!! 💕💖