'Because it's for Miles, and Miles likes vanilla cake with chocolate frosting, Peter,' you said. 'Why? I'm just trying to get this dad thing down, babe!' He got the cake out of the oven and then shut it. 'Peter,' you laughed, 'You need to lay off the books.'
'You don't need to be lifting anything right now. 'Oh, yeah.' Taking the glasses off his nose, he grabbed the mitt and put it on. 'Peter, can you help me get this cake out of the oven?' you asked, taking off your oven mitt and holding to out to him. He had his pair of reading glasses on and his eyebrows were pulled together in deep concentration. While you made a cake for Miles, who was visiting, your husband was sitting at the kitchen table, a stack of pregnancy books next to him and one open in front of him. You were six months pregnant, and while you weren't really panicking about the future at all, your husband, Peter, was. This is lowkey inspired by that episode of Parks and Rec where Chris practices being a father on Tom. A few of you requested a pregnant!reader x Peter B Parker from Spider-Verse and I am here to deliver.
