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Billy Hargrove x Dustin’s Sister!reader

This is my first fic so please be nice. I spent a good amount of time on this. I’m still upset about the way season three ended and I needed some soft Billy to cheer me up. It is completely okay to reblog my work as long as you credit me! Hope y'all enjoy it! (Constructive criticism is welcome) hmu with ideas for part 2!

A Billy Hargrove x Henderson!reader oneshot

Word count: 3,560ish (sorry)

(Y/n) climbed out of her car and shut the door. Scanning the parking lot, she saw her best friend Jonathan’s car parked in it’s normal spot next to Steve Harrington’s. After looking around a little more she decided that her friends had already headed inside.

“Alright Dus, I’ll see you after school. No bullshitting around afterwards either if you boys really wanna go to the arcade. Okay?” she said, tossing her little brother his bag from the backseat. Dustin nodded and shouted bye before rushing off towards the middle school. (Y/n) shook her head after him and started towards the doors of the high school.

The halls were crowded as usual but she immediately picked out Steve’s hair from the crowd and walked towards him. Nancy and Jonathan were standing in front of Steve’s locker with him, waiting on (Y/n)’s arrival most likely. They looked to be having a very animated conversation as she approached them.

“Yeah! And then Tommy hit the ground, I thought he was dead there for a minute,” Steve laughed as he recounted the events from the party the night before.

“I bet (Y/n) would have loved to see that,” Nancy teased as she noticed her friend approaching them. Hunter smirked.

“What? Tommy getting knocked out? You’re damn right I would’ve loved to see that,” she said, shoving Nancy’s arm playfully. Jonathan rolled his eyes playfully.

“Not just that,” he said bemusedly. “You would’ve loved to see who did it too.” Steve nodded along vigorously. Hunter quirked a brow at this and crossed her arms.

“So spill then, who beat the hell out of Tommy last night?” she asked. The three teens standing in front of her shared a look before Nancy cracked a smile.

“Hargrove,” she stated, a teasing look on her face. (Y/n)’s smile faltered slightly, not enough for the boys to catch, but Nancy noticed right away. (Y/n) rolled her eyes and tried to play it cool.

“Okay, and?” she asked rhetorically. “Why should I care what Hargrove does in his free time?” Nancy’s eyes grew to the size of dinner plates as she stared at her friend.

“Tommy has been pestering you for months and now that Hargrove beat his ass you play like you don’t care?” Nancy asks like she can’t believe what she is hearing. (Y/n) just shrugs as the guys look between the two ladies.

“I don’t know why he got his ass beat so I don’t really see the point in talking about it if it doesn’t involve me, Nance. Ya know?” she says with ease. Truth be told, (Y/n) had the biggest crush on Billy Hargrove and although she would never admit it to anyone, not even Jonathan, everyone in their small group could see it.

Before Nancy could reply, the bell rang to signal the start of school. (Y/n) waved goodbye to her friends as she walked in the opposite direction of the trio. The three of them had english first whereas (Y/n) had history. Walking into the classroom, she took her seat at her usual desk and pulled her notes out of her bag. Mr.Fink, the history teacher, was out for the day so the class had nothing to do. Usually on days like this she would just study the notes she had taken the day before.

After everyone had filed into the room, the sub started taking roll. Half the class had apparently skipped because there was barely anybody there. (Y/n) was focused on her notes so she didn’t look up to see who had sat down beside her.

“Hargrove?” the sub asked. A deep voice sounded from her right side and shivers ran up her spine. Billy Hargrove was sitting right next to her. “Henderson?” the sub continued. She raised her left hand.

“Here ma'am,” she replied politely before focusing her gaze back on her paper and trying to ignore Billy’s presence. Boy was that a hard thing to do with him this close to her.

“Hey Henderson, you got a pencil I can borrow?” Billy asked, leaning up on his elbows. Hunter reached down into her bag for one of her extras and turned to the man beside her.

“You can keep it if you-” (Y/n) started as she looked over at him. “Billy, what happened?” she asked worriedly as she took in the state of his face. He had a busted lip and a black eye that looked fresh. Billy narrowed his eyes.

“Nothing. Thanks for the pencil,” he said flatly as he snatched the pencil from her hand. She looked at him inquisitively before returning to her notes, glancing at him every so often to see if he was okay. His expression didn’t change for the whole class. It wasn’t long before the bell rang, telling the students to make their way to their next class. (Y/n) had two more classes with Billy before the day was over, he didn’t sit next to her again.

“Hey Steve!” (Y/n) shouted as she made her way across the parking lot after school let out. Steve looked over at her from where he was standing with Jonathan and Nancy at their cars.

“What’s up (Y/n/n)?” he asked as she approached. She tossed her bag to the ground and sat on the hood of his car.

“Did Billy have a busted lip last night after he got into that fight with Tommy?” she asked. “Or a black eye?” Jonathan furrowed his eyebrows and studied his best friends expression. Steve leaned on the hood next to her.

“Tommy barely got any hits in last night. And I don’t think any landed near Hargrove’s face. Did they Nance?” Steve replied, turning towards Nancy for clarification. Nancy shook her head. (Y/n) frowned and looked in the direction of her car. Most of the parking spots were empty now that everyone had left. Only one car remained parked next to hers. Hargrove’s car.

“Okay,” she said. “I was just wondering. I’m gonna go get the kids and take them to the arcade. They can stay at my place tonight and then I’ll drop them home in the morning. Would you mind letting Mrs.Sinclair know, Jonathan?” Jonathan nodded and (Y/n) climbed down from where she was seated. Steve got into his car and Nancy walked over to hers. Jonathan grabbed (Y/n)’s hand before she could walk off.

“Hey, I’m sure Billy is fine. Don’t worry too much okay?” he said, pulling her into a hug. She nodded against his chest and let go. Waving goodbye to her best friend, she made her way over to her car and started it up. If the kids wanted to go to the arcade they would need to leave soon.

• • •

(Y/n) pulled up to the arcade and put her car in park. The boys began unbuckling and grabbing at the doors, eager to get out and go into the building. She hit the lock button on her door before turning around to face the kids.

“7 o'clock, got it? If you still wanna go to Rosie’s then we gotta leave here at a decent time. Don’t be late,” she said before unlocking the doors and allowing the boys to climb out. They all shouted variations of “okay” before rushing inside. (Y/n) shook her head and laughed before getting out and shutting her door. She sat on the hood of her car, debating on what to do while she waited on her brother and his friends. She thought about going next door to the book store but her thoughts were cut short when a familiar blue Camero roared into the parking lot and parked beside her. A girl with firey red hair stepped out of the car and slammed the door before rushing to the entrance of the arcade. The window to the passenger door was down on the Camero so she hopped off of her hood and walked over to the car.

“Hey there Hargrove,” she said, leaning down to look inside the car. Billy peeled his eyes away from the entrance to the building and looked at her. He had a suspicious look on his face.

“Oh so you’re stalking me now huh?” he sassed as he turned the car off. (Y/n) raised a brow at him and shook her head.

“Nope, that’d be creepy,” she replied. Billy nodded in agreement.

“So what are you doing here then? You know, besides stalking me,” he retorted. (Y/n) stood back up and leaned against her driver door. Billy opened his door and got out, leaning his elbows on the roof and facing her.

“I brought my brother and his friends up here. Then we’re going to Rosie’s. I take it you brought Max?” she replied. She knew he had brought Max because she had seen her walk in the Arcade but she didn’t know what to say to him so she just stated the obvious. Billy nodded as he pulled a pack of smokes out of his jacket pocket and perched one between his lips. He held the carton out to (Y/n) but she declined his offer.

“Not a smoker huh?” Billy asked, placing the smokes back in his jacket. She scoffed at the suggestion.

“Not by a long shot,” she said, crossing her arms. Billy inhaled and blew the smoke out of his mouth, creating a haze around his face that was hard to see through. Even through the cloud of smoke, she could still clearly see his busted lip. She swallowed hard and tried to muster up the courage to ask him what had happened. She didn’t want a repeat of what happened in history that morning. Billy broke the silence before she could ask.

“Sorry about this morning, I didn’t mean to scare you or anything. I’m just not used to people worrying about me is all,” he said quietly, he was so quiet (Y/n) almost missed what he said completely.

“It’s okay Billy, I heard you got into it with Tommy last night and then I saw your eye and busted lip and I just got a little worried. You don’t have to apologize,” she replied, trying to think of what else to say to him. Billy shook his head and opened his mouth to say something but no words came out.

“It wasn’t Tommy,” Billy said after a minute. He looked at the ground for a while before he risked a glance at the girl in front of him. She had her brows knit and had stepped forward to lean on the roof of his car opposite him.

“You wanna talk about it?” (Y/n) asked carefully. Billy hesitated a minute before shaking his head. He didn’t want her pity. He had never told anyone about his dad so why should he tell this girl he barely knew. (Y/n) nodded in understanding before getting an idea.

“Well I heard there’s a new shipment of records and cassettes over at Ray’s. You wanna go check it out while we wait on the kids? If you don’t have any plans that is,” she suggested. Billy looked up at her and smiled ever so slightly.

“Let’s do it,” he said. “I wanna see if they have the new Metallica album in yet.” (Y/n) smiled back at him.

“Yeah, mom’s stupid cat tore up my Led Zeppelin cassette. Guess I should get a new one.” With that being said, the two teens walked across the street and into Ray’s Records where they spent the next two hours browsing music and talking about bands.

• • •

(Y/n) and Billy walked out of Ray’s right at 7 o'clock, each holding a box with cassettes in them. Billy had found the new Metallica cassette he had been looking for as well as some Motley Crue cassettes he’d been trying to get his hands on. (Y/n) had picked up a couple Led Zeppelin cassettes and a Metallica poster since Mews shredded hers. By the time the two of them reached their cars, the boys and Max were standing outside looking for them.

“Where have you been? You said 7 o'clock sharp. It’s 7:05!” Dustin said as the teens approached them. The older Henderson raised an eyebrow at her little brother.

“I said you had be out here at seven. I never said I would be here at seven sharp,” she replied, unlocking her car and sliding her box into the front seat. She stood back up and guestured for the boys to get in the car. Max had already climbed into the Camero and settled in, waiting on Billy.

“Thanks Henderson,” Billy said as he opened his door. (Y/n) smiled at him and nodded. Just as he was about to get in she turned back to him.

“Hey, do you and Max wanna grab dinner over at Rosie’s with me and the boys? I don’t know if you’ve been to Rosie’s yet but she has some kick-ass burgers,” she said, playing with her keys nervously. She was scared that she had over stepped her boundaries for the night. But to her surprise, Billy smiled at her over the roof of his car.

“Lead the way. We’ll follow behind you,” Billy replied before ducking into the Camero. (Y/n) quickly got situated in her seat and popped in her new Houses of the Holy cassette before starting her car and driving the five mile stretch of road to the diner.

“Why were you hanging out with that asshole?” Dustin questioned as his sister drove. She just rolled her eyes at her little brother and turned volume on the radio up. It didn’t take but a few minutes to make it to Rosie’s. After parking in her usual spot, (Y/n) got out and pulled her seat forward to let the boys pile out. Billy pulled up beside her, his Kill ‘Em All cassette blaring as loud as he could stand it.

“You’re gonna blow your eardrums out doing that Billy,” (Y/n) joked as Billy shut his door.

“Oh like yours was any quieter,” he retorted. The kids looked between the two of them with confusion written across their faces. They had never seen Billy act this way with anyone. She smiled over at him as she herded the kids toward the door. Billy grabbed the door handle before she could and held it open for her. Max gave the guys a bewildered look before sitting down at a table for four. Mike pulled an extra chair up to the table so the could all sit down. Billy and (Y/n) made themselves comfortable in a booth a little ways away from the kids.

“Today was fun,” she stated as she looked over her menu. Billy looked over his menu at her before he replied.

“Yeah, it was. Thank you,” he said. He wasn’t entirely sure what he was thanking her for but he felt the need to say it. (Y/n) put her menu down in front of her and looked at him.

“Hey Billy can I ask you something?” she questioned, lacing her fingers together in front of her. Billy eyed her over his menu, trying to figure out what she wanted to ask.

“Sure,” he replied cautiously. She seemed to be gathering her thoughts before speaking. This left Billy a little on edge.

“I don’t mean to pry,” she started. Billy furrowed his brows at this, it couldn’t be good. “But this morning when I asked what happened you seemed really in edge. I know you said you didn’t want to talk about it but I just need to know you’re okay. You don’t have to go into detail if you don’t want to because I know opening up to someone you barely know can be really strange. I just need to make sure everything will be okay, that you’ll be okay. You know?” she said. The longer she talked the more nervous she got. Billy was studying her as she spoke. He couldn’t detect anything that showed she wanted to hurt him. If anything, she looked scared. And by some strange miracle, Billy found himself wanting to open up to her.

“It wasn’t Tommy that did this,” Billy said slowly. He took a deep breath before continuing. “My dad and I got into it. He was mad because I was a little late getting home and he was drunk so it wasn’t necessarily a very good night. But I’m okay, I promise. Everything is okay,” Billy said, he started tearing up about halfway through his explination. He had never told anyone about what horrors he faced at home, and while he didn’t tell (Y/n) everything it was clear that she understood what he was saying.

“Billy, if you ever need to talk about this or you need a place to go I want you to know that my door is always open. Okay? I don’t care what time it is or what I’m doing, if you need someone to lean on I’m here for you. I promise,” she said, looking Billy straight in the eyes. It hurt her heart to know that his own father had caused his injuries. She was going to say more but the waitress walked up to their table before she could.

“Hey there (Y/n), what can I get the two of you tonight?” Cassie asked, pulling a pen and a pad of paper from her apron. (Y/n) looked from her to Billy to see that his expression had gone from broken and vulnerable to stoic in less than a minute.

“I think I’ll take the usual. Hawkins Classic, fries, and chocolate shake. Billy?” she replied, handing the menu to Cassie. Billy closed his menu and handed it over as well.

“I’ll take the same,” he said simply and Cassie wrote it down.

“Two Classics coming right up,” Cassie said and smiled as she walked away.

“You like the Classic?” she asked Billy, trying to lighten the mood. Billy gave her a small smile.

“You’re the tour guide tonight, if you like it it’s bound to be good. You said their burgers were kick-ass anyway right?” he replied. (Y/n) smiled and rolled her eyes. She liked this side of Billy.

• • •

The two teens made light conversation over their meal. (Y/n) kept an eye on their group of kids since they were directly in her line of sight and Dustin kept glaring at the back of Billy’s head. She rolled her eyes at this childish behavior.

“My brother is glaring at you,” she stated as she popped a fry in her mouth. Billy raised an eyebrow and glanced over his shoulder. Dustin realized that he had been caught and looked absolutely horrified. He whipped his head around so fast he was scared that he may have given himself whiplash.

“Not anymore,” Billy stated matter-of-factly as he took another bite of his burger. “This is so good.” (Y/n) laughed at his comment.

“I told you. Best burgers in Hawkins,” she replied, picking up her shake and taking a sip. Billy chuckled once she put it down. Not knowing what he was laughing at, (Y/n) furrowed her brows together.

“What’s so funny?” she asked, laughing with him. God his laugh was contagious. Billy caught his breath before answering.

“You got a little something there Henderson,” Billy said, motioning to his own mouth. (Y/n)’s cheeks grew pink in embarrassment as she hastily wiped at her face with her napkin. Billy grinned when she put her napkin down and looked at him.

“Is it gone?” she asked. Billy shook his head a little before pulling on the sleeve of his shirt.

“C'mere,” he said, beckoning the girl towards him. She leaned over slightly and Billy wiped the last of the whipped cream off of her face with his shirt. “There, it’s gone.”

“Thanks,” she said shyly, looking back down at her almost empty plate. Billy nodded and picked up his own shake before drinking half if it in one go. (Y/n)’s eyes widened. “If you aren’t careful you’re gonna give yourself a brain freeze,” she laughed. Billy shrugged and continued eating his food.

After finishing their meals, the group of kids and their two chaperones made their way out of the small diner and back to their cars. Hunter let the boys climb in before she moved her seat back where it was supposed to be.

“Hey (Y/n),” Billy said from his door. That was the first time he’d called her by her first name that night. “What are you doing tomorrow?” She looked at him with raised brows. She was honestly a little shocked that he had asked.

“Nothing that I know of, since it’s Saturday and all. Why?” she replied. Billy fiddled with his hands a little before answering.

“There’s this music festival going on all day tomorrow a few towns over from here. You wanna go?” He posed his question carefully. He didn’t want to make it sound like a date and scare her off. (Y/n) smiled at him and considered his offer.

“I’d love to Billy. That sounds amazing,” she replied. Billy smiled confidently and nodded.

“I’ll pick you up at noon tomorrow. Be ready,” he said before lowering himself into his car and shutting his door. (Y/n) did the same and smiled to herself like an idiot. Dustin and the rest of the boys gave her a incredulous look as she started her car up.

The first thing she did after she got home was get all the boys blankets and pillows to sleep with. After she was confident that her troop of children would be okay for the night, she grabbed the phone in her room and laid on her bed. She dialed the number she knew so well and waited for someone to pick up.

“Hello?” a tired voice on the other end of the line answered.

“Jonathan, I think I just scored a date with Billy Hargrove.”

“If no one else out there ever said it before, know that I believe in you and I am proud of you.”

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you’re your father’s daughter

Peter Parker x Stark!Reader

summary: where peter, your boyfriend of many months, finds out that you’re tony stark’s daughter

requested by anonymous: Can you do a peter parker x reader imagine where they’re dating and her dad is tony stark but nobody knows because she uses her mom’s last name and lives with her mom and basically doesn’t like her dad and then could you make it be like how peter would react to finding out about that

word count: 4.4k

warnings: angst, swearing, daddy issues

a/n: wow this is a lot longer than pretty much all of my oneshots whaaat?? it’s like,, halfway edited kinda?? so like dont judge it too hard lmao. but anyways i hope y’all enjoy & let me know what you think!

You didn’t like Tony Stark.

Sure, he was your dad, but after what he’d done to you and your mom, your dislike for him had grown immensely. You could barely remember living with him; you were so young that only bits and pieces of your life then stuck with you. Most of your memories with him seemed to be happy, yet you couldn’t stand to even hear his name.

Although it was so long ago, you could still remember the day you and your mother left. She was crying, but being so young, you had no idea why. You were too young to understand why you’d moved, but a few years later your mom explained to you that she and Tony both decided it was best for both you and your mom to move away. She never went into detail why, saying it wasn’t her place to tell you, which led you to assume that Tony wanted to live out his playboy lifestyle with nothing holding him back, even if that meant abandoning his daughter in the process. The last time you spoke to your father was the day you moved out all those years ago.

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Breaking Things

Summary: Billy finds companionship in his next-door neighbor after she witnesses him being punched by his father.

Author’s Note: The things being broken are hearts. Just so you know. Just short of 4k words

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A new family had moved in next door nearly a year earlier. The Hargroves. I suspected they were a blended family, judging by how the siblings got along. Max, a girl, couldn’t be older than 14. She rode her skateboard around the block all the time. She came off as polite, but spunky. Her mother was also very proper, quiet and reserved.

Billy was the oldest sibling, my age. He had a hot rod car and a bad attitude. Although, he played it up more than he cared to admit. When the family came over to introduce themselves, he offered me a modest smirk, shaking my hand.

Come to learn that this was how Billy treated everybody. When he was in front of his parents, anyway. Without the oversight of his father, he was a crude, callous boy. Despite his prickly personality, he managed to win over the hearts of every girl in the school. Turns out teenagers really value the important life skill of being able to do the longest keg stand in Hawkins history.

With the Hargrove’s arrival came a few new echoes in the neighborhood. A skateboard on the asphalt, the rumble of a car engine… and screaming.

Every day, at eight o’clock in the evening on the dot, the screaming started. Short, sporadic bursts of hollering came throughout the day and continued into the night. But eight o’clock was invariably the loudest. A male voice, occasionally two, could be heard rattling the walls of the Hargrove’s house. But the second voice always quieted, frequently punctuated with a bang. Occasionally accompanied by Billy staggering out to his car and speeding off down the road.

Tonight, at eight o’clock, the screaming started again. It could be heard from my kitchen window. I could see into the Hargrove’s kitchen from there. Nothing much exciting ever went on, other than the occasional appearance of Mrs. Hargrove doing the dishes.

But this time, I noticed Billy. Neil had him pinned up against the fridge, some of the magnets had bounced to the floor. His father stuck an accusing finger in his face, ultimately forcing his closed fist across Billy’s cheek.

Billy instinctively reached up, cupping his face where he had been struck. This was followed by a terse conversation, leading to Billy picking the magnets up off the floor before heading to the front door.

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Better Choice [Billy Hargrove]

Fandom ; Stranger Things

Pairings ; Billy Hargrove x Harrington!Reader

Summary ; Billy really didn’t expect to fall for a Harrington after seeing how obnoxious and annoying King Steve was, but fate has a funny way of bringing opposites together to not only make people’s lives better, but also to wreak havoc

Warning(s) ; swearing, mentions of sexual intercourse, making out

Word Count ; 4.9k+

Author’s Note ; Goodness, this was a work in progress for months. I had started on the first half of this fic somewhere in june but I got stuck along the way because I didn’t know how to continue it, but I really liked the first part so I had trouble tweaking it. I’m kind of conflicted about the ending because it seemed pretty abrupt to me, but I had trouble coming up with a suitable and sensible ending that fit the first half, so it turned out strange. Hope you guys like it though! Feel free to send in constructive feedback or ask to be added to my taglist  xx 

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Finally Found My Way

Part 13

Warning: language, fluff, overprotective Tony and some smut

Summary: After four years of being tortured by hydra, you were finally back, yours powers stronger than ever. But that was not all.

Word Count: 6.3 K

A/N: This is the last part of the series. Hope you guys enjoyed it! :)

The warm morning sunlight shone gently through the open window of the hotel room, a light breeze blowing the curtains softly. Peter stirred in his sleep, yawning as he brought one hand up to rub the sleep from his eyes, before opening them slightly enough to observe the world around him. Laying on his side on the soft mattress of his bed, was you, one of his arm’s was draped under your sweater holding your bare waist as the other went behind his head casually. His mind then remembered what had happened last night. He remembered confessing his feelings to his best friend. He remembered his best friend confessing her feelings to him. He remembered you under him. He remembered the feeling of kissing ever inch of your body. He remembered the feeling of being inside you and pleasuring you. And he definitely remembered all the times you told him I love you.

Peter sat up quietly to stretch his arms out, being careful not to wake you. As he came back down from his sigh, he turned over to look at your sleeping form, and he felt himself melt at the beauty he couldn’t believe he could finally call his. Your body was tangled in the soft white sheets covering your bare legs. Your hair was messy but pushed out of your face as your head lay on the pillows. Your eyes closed and mouth slightly parted. He could hear the little soft breaths coming from your lips. His eyes traced down to your neck, seeing the love bites he left last night.

You shifted silently, rolling onto your stomach, half your body on Peters side, your check pressed against his shoulder, your arm thrown lazily across his chest, and one leg bent on top of his legs. Peter chuckled quietly to himself, how did he get so lucky. He placed a hand on your back rubbing it gently, as he continued to watch you in awe. Your eyelids fluttered open at the sensation, mouth opening letting out a little hitched yawn. Your eyes met with soft chocolate ones.

“Hey.” You say quietly, as you give Peter a tired smile.

“Hey.” He says as he smiled back. That’s the moment when you became aware of where you were. You shot up, you were practically straddling Peter.

“What time is it?” You say a little too loudly. And that’s when Peter eyes widened and he became aware of the situation. Peter quickly turned over, making you lose your balance on his lap and fall off the bed.

“Fuck-” Peter jumped of the bed, helping you up on your feet. His hands came up to your face, one hand cupping you cheek as the other rubbed the back of your head, where you fell. “Are you okay?” A smile tugs on your lips as a laugh escapes.

“Yea I’m fine,” You still continue to laugh, making Peter laugh nervously.

“A-are you sure your okay?” Peter was still holding you, your hands came up to hold his wrists bringing them down to your sides. Instead you took a step forward, wrapping your arms around Peter’s neck pulling him close to your face. Peter’s hands came up to hold your waist.

“Your such a dork.” You say as you pulled him into for a kiss. Yes, Peter has kissed you, multiple times last night, and you guys had sex, but kissing you still made brought butterflies in his stomach. You pulled away, still holding Peter close to you. You noticed his red cheeks and sparkling eyes, and you melted. “I’m in love with you Spidey-boy.” Peter’s face brightened as he heard the words leave your lips.

“And I’m in love with you Stark Chick.” Peter reconnected your lips. His hands slid down to your thighs nudging them for you to jump. You wrapped your legs around Peter’s torso, crossing your ankles behind his back. Peter held you close as you deepened the kiss. You guys were too invested in each other, completely forgetting to check the time until you heard a knock at the door.

“Hey Peter, it’s me Ned. Your not answering your phone and I really need to change because we’re leaving in like 15 minutes, can I come in?” Peter’s head quickly whipped around as his hand came up.

“Wait! Give me a minute!” Peter put you down gently as he grabbed his shirt and pants, and you grabbed your shorts.

“Fuck I have to go back to my room.” You whisper yell as you button your shorts.

“We don’t have to say anything to anyone yet, I can just tell Ned you fell asleep here and wanted privacy.” Peter says.

“Yea okay,” You and Peter walk to the door, but you give Peter a quick peck on the lips. “I’ll see you in a bit.” Peter opens the door, letting you out. Ned looked between you and Peter, you say a quick ‘hey’ to Ned and practically run down the hall to your room.

-

Mj was already dressed and ready to go.

“Where were you?” Mj said as you walked over to your unslept bed.

“I um I stayed at Peter’s room” you say, as you take out a clean pair of clothes.

“Peter’s room, why would you stay at Peter’s room- oh my god is that a hickey?! You had sex with Parker!” Mj’s hand came over her mouth as she looked at you in shock.

“Shhhhhhhhhhh, don’t yell.” Mj’s hand dropped as she walked over to you. She moved aside your hair exposing more hickey’s.

“Dayammmm, Parker really couldn’t get enough.” You never checked to see how much Peter left on you.

“What?” You made your way to the bathroom mirror, your eyes widening at the amount of hickeys Peter left. “Fuck how am I supposed to cover all these. I didn’t even bring make-up, I only brought fucking mascara that’s it! Fuck,” You turn around looking back at Mj who is laughing her ass off. “Stop laughing, what is everyone gonna say?”

“Really Parker? Like I knew there was a little somethin somethin going on between the two of you, but Parker?!” She didn’t even try to hide her laughs now.

“Shut up, can you just help me,” You say teasingly.

“Ok ok,” She grabs her bag from beside her bed. “Wait a second,” she turns around to look at you, this time her face was in a small smirk. “was that your first time?” You felt heat rise on your cheeks.

“Y-Yea, it’s not a big deal,” Mj pulls out her make-up bag, which only had three things in it, but it was useful.

“Not a big deal- yes it is! Hold up- did he pressure you to do it because I swear to fucking god-”

“No no he didn’t, I wanted to. We wanted to, and he had a condom so it was fine. He really cared.” You say, your mind wandering to the night before, lustful memories of Peter and you tangled in each other-

“Helloooo,” Mj says waving her hand in front of you, snapping you out of your thoughts.

“What sorry,”

“I was asking if he was good.” Mj says, as she pulled out her concealer. Your face reddened quickly, making Mj chuckle to herself.

“Yea he was, better than I thought. But that’s all I’m saying.”

“Fine fine, one more thing though.” Mj says as a smug smirk appears on her face.

“What?” you ask, curious to know.

“Was he big?” You quickly push Mj out of the bathroom, as she started dying of laughter.

“Shut up!” You say closing the door to the bathroom. Mj was still laughing. “And he was!” You say through the door, just making Mj fall on the floor as she died of laughter.

- - - Peter’s Room - - -

Peter turned around, walking back to the bed, his face burning up. Ned quickly came into the room closing the door behind him. “What happened man?” Ned says as he turned Peter around to face him.

“N-Nothing happened,” he answered as he rubbed the back of his neck.

“C’mon man, you can’t lie to me.”

“I’m not lying,” Peter says as he goes to grab some clothes. Ned’s eyes wandered around the room, taking in the scene. Peter’s bed was a mess, and some pillows were tossed around the side of the bed and a … red bikini bra.

“YOU HAD SEX WITH HER!” Peter’s head whipped around, his eyes blown up in shock. He followed Ned’s eyes, as he saw your bikini top lying on the foot of bed. Fuck you must’ve forgotten to take it. He quickly picked it up and hid it under his shirt.

“No Ned! We-We didn’t do anything.” Ned was frozen, he knew his friend had sex, it was obvious. But Ned wanted to prove it, he made his way to the trash can next to the bathroom, he took a quick look inside.

“Dude there’s a condom in here! You had sex with y/n!” Ned says making his way back to his bed as he stood in front of Peter. Peter gave up, he couldn’t hide anything from Ned.

“Yea we had sex, but stop yelling people will hear.” Peter says, his hands coming up to rub his face. Ned was looking at Peter in shock.

“Dude how did you have sex with her?!” Peter looked up at Ned, “Yea sorry I’ll be quiet,” Ned said lowering his voice.

“She-she just came over last night, and she told me everything.”

“What do you mean everything?” Ned said as he sat down on his bed, across from Peter’s.

“Like everything, why she was avoiding me, and that she likes me-”

“She likes you!” Ned’s hand quickly came up to cover his mouth, he let out a muffled ‘sorry’. Peter’s face lightened up, remembering your whole confession to him last night.

“Y-yea she likes me. She’s in love with me, and I’m in love with her and it-it just led to sex.” Peter smiled to himself. Ned saw the smile that spread on Peter’s face and he couldn’t hold his.

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

“Okay everyone the bus is here, are you sure you all got everything because we’re not coming back to the hotel.” Mr. Harrington says as he looks over at the students. They all tell him there ready. Mr. Harrington lines everyone up by the buses as he does attendance.

You and Mj were the last to arrive, both of you running across the hotel finally outside, both of you yelling, “We’re here!” Everyone turns around to look at the two of you. Mr. Harrington just shook his head in a disappointing way. You and Mj quietly make your way to Peter and Ned. Mj says a quick hey to Peter as she practically pulls Ned away from the two of you.

“So -um, does Mj know.” Peter says as he stuff’s his hands in his front pockets.

“Well yea, considering the fact that you couldn’t contain yourself.” You say teasingly as you gestured to your neck. The concealer didn’t do much to cover the hickeys, you could still see them, faintly. Peter’s face reddened.

“S-sorry, I couldn’t help it.” He says a little embarrassed.

“It’s fine.” You say, stepping a little closer to him, but not making it to obvious. “I like having you on me.” You say quietly. Peter eyes widened at how forward you were.

“Fuck,” he says under his breath.

“Ok everyone on the bus.” Mr Harrington says. Mj and Ned let you and Peter sit next to each other on the bus. It was a bad idea. You guys couldn’t keep your hands to yourself. Well obviously you couldn’t, you finally got to express your feelings, finally and you weren’t going to let that go. Peter moves a little closer to you, taking your hand and intertwining them with his, as he rests them between both your legs so people don’t notice. You look up at Peter with a cheeky smile.

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

Midtown won the Decathlon, everyone shot up from their seats, jumping up and down hugging each other. Peter gave you a long hug, that brought your feet up from the floor slightly. But quickly put you down when people started to stare. Everyone came up to you with hugs and high fives. But when Flash came up…

“Hey what’s that?” Flash says pointing at your neck. Your eyes widen as you take a step back from Flash’s hug. You quickly cover your neck with your hair again.

“Nothing,” You say, looking around to see if anyone noticed what Flash said. Luckily everyone was just celebrating their victory.

“Woah woah, don’t say nothing. Who was it?” Flash asks with a teasing smile on his lips. You shake your head, as your face quickly reddened.

“Who was what?” You say innocently.

“Who did you fuck last night.” Flash says quietly knowing you were on the lookout. Flash wasn’t being mean, you knew that, but there are so many people you can’t just say you had sex with Peter.

“Wh-whatttt,” You say trying to play it off. “I didn’t fuck anyone.”

“C’mon y/n, I know what a hickey looks like, and I also remember giving condoms to everyone, so just tell me who it was. I won’t say anything.” Your debating now. Should you tell him. It’s not like you can’t trust him, you know him. He stood up for you on many occasions. But he does have a big mouth. He can’t stay quiet. Butttttt he has been really open to you, ever since you guys became friends, Flash has trusted you with almost every secret. He told you things he’s never told anyone. It wouldn’t be fair to hide things from him. And you couldn’t lie. Fuck, I’m gonna tell him.

“Peter,” You whisper in his ear. You shouldn’t have.

“PARKER?!” Everyone falls silent, all turning around to face you and Flash. Flash does a fake laugh, “Oh um sorry just needed to congratulate Peter that’s all.” Flash says as he makes his way to Peter, giving him a pat on the shoulder. Peter looks at you questionably, you quickly mouth out ‘it’s fine’. Flash comes back to you this time whisper yelling. “Parker?!” You push his shoulder teasingly.

“Yes, Parker.” You say imitating his voice. Flash rolls his eyes.

“Since when was that a thing,” Flash says easing up a bit. He was overprotective of you, not in a jealous way, but because he cared about you in a sister-brother type of relationship, and you found it sweet.

“I don’t know, I just…I like him,” You say as your eyes fall on Peter talking to one of the other decathlon students. Flash watches you, seeing the smile on your face when you see Peter. He knows Peter and he knows you, he couldn’t think of anyone better to be with you.

“He’s good. You got lucky.” Flash says as he looks at Peter too. You turn your head to face Flash, a teasing smile on your lips.

“So you approve, father.” Flash bumps his shoulder against yours.

“Shut up.” His eyes met yours, “I’m just looking out for you… and yes I approve.” You both laugh, as you hugged it out. Flash went to go talk to some other people. Peter made his way over to you.

“What was that all about.” He says, his eyes following Flash, but returning to yours.

“He knows…about us.” Peter doesn’t seemed shocked. He knew you’d tell Flash, considering how close the two of you got. But he had a smile plastered on his face. “What are you smiling about,” you say as a smile tugs on your lips as well.

“I just didn’t know there was an us,” Yes, you guys shared some kisses and exchanged I love you’s, but this made it official, at least for Peter and you.

“Shut up. Does the whole confession and sex thing not make it official.” You tease.

“Well I wouldn’t mind doing the sex thing again as a reminder.” Peter whispers as your face becomes red. You see a smirk appear on Peter’s face. You always made him blush, but now he can do it to you, knowing that he made you like that.

“Stop doing that,” You say turning around so Peter can’t see you flustered.

“Doing what?” He says turning you around. He still had the teasing smirk on his lips.

“That. Stop doing that.” You say pointing at his face. Peter takes your hand in his, making your cheeks heat up more.

“Fine fine, I’ll stop.” He says letting go of the smirk as a smile appears on his face, wider than ever, is replaced.

“Don’t do that,” you say, making Peter’s shoulders drop.

“Ok I’m not doing anything this time.” He says his thumb now rubbing circles on the back of your hand.

“Yes that smile, it just makes me wanna kiss you.” Peter’s face redness quickly.

“I can’t help my smile.” He says.

“Whatever, I guess we’ll have to wait till we’re alone.” You wink as you turn your back and walk over to Mj and Ned. Peter’s eye’s follow you with pure love. How did he get so lucky, to have you fall in love with him.

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

“There’s my girl!” Tony yells as you hop off the bus. You run up to your dad as he embraced you in a hug.

“What are you doing here?” You ask curiously as you pulled away from the hug, wanting to know why he picked you up.

“What, so I’m not allowed to pick up my favorite daughter from her field trip?” He answered sarcastically as you rolled your eyes.

“I’m your only daughter, that you currently know of.” This time Tony rolls his eyes as he puts his hand on your shoulder. This is when Peter comes over, smiling brightly at Tony, but his eyes landing on you, you could practically see the heart eyes.

“What’s up with you kid?” Tony said as his eyes wnet between you and Peter. Peter quickly took his gaze off you and back to Tony.

“Nothing Mr. Stark, just wanted to say hi…um hi.” He gives Tony a small wave. Tony rolls his eyes, still finding it hilarious that Peter still gets nervous around him.

“So is Aunt hottie picking you up,”

“Dad!?” You elbow his rib as he laughs.

“I still love Pepper,” he says, continuing to laugh.

“That’s what I thought,” Peter was holding back his own laughter.

“No, she’s at work, sir.” Tony had a smile plastered on his face.

“Sir? Peter you can just call me Tony it’s been a year and half.” Peter seemed like the ultimate fanboy as he nodded his head with a goofy smile on his face, knowing fully well that he would still call him Mr. Stark. “How about you come back with us to the compound for dinner?” Your eyes brighten at the thought of Peter, your now boyfriend, coming back.

“YES!” He answers a little to quickly. You held in your laughter, as Tony gave Peter a questioning look before gesturing the two of you to the car.

The car ride consisted of Tony sitting between you and Peter and Peter taking stolen glances at you when Tony wasn’t paying attention. The ride back home felt like forever, but when Happy finally pulled over, you quickly raced to open the door before Tony held your wrist.

“Peter, can you give us a minute?” Tony says with a generous smile.

“Yea, of course” Peter exits the car, and so does Happy. You sit back down in the seat as you gave your dad a questioning face.

“What’s up?” you pop the p slightly.

“I just wanted to check on you…” Tony said as he looked deep into your eyes, “I just wanted to know if you were okay last night and if you…you know, got some sleep.”

“Dad I was fine, I literally texted you every hour and called you in the morning and when I got there and when I got on and off the bus-”

“Ok ok, I get it, but you know you can talk to me. You can tell me anything.” You smile at your dad as he embraces you for a hug.

“I know.” Tony pulls away, his eyebrows furrowed when he saw a few purple spots on your neck.

“What’s that,” he says, as he reaches to move your hair aside to get a better look. You quickly move back, slipping out of the car.

“Nothing! I’ll see you at dinner!” You shout as you ran towards the entrance of the compound. Peter was waiting by the door his face lighting up when he sees you coming in. “let’s go,” you whisper shout as you both make it to your room.

You passed by some of the avengers, greeting both of you with hugs, until you finally got to your room. Peter went in first and you closed the door, not bothering to lock it. When you turn back to face Peter, he captures your lips with his. “We’re alone.” He murmurs against your lips.

You smile against his lips, “Yea we are,” Peter hands hold your waist pulling you closer, as he deepens the kiss. Your hands wrap around his neck.

“Jump.” He whispers. You don’t hesitate to listen, Peter held the bottom of your thighs as your ankles crossed behind his back. Your hands now in his hair as the kid grew more passionate and love thirsty. You guys hadn’t kissed since that night, and you both missed the feeling of each other.

Peter sat you down on the bed, as he crawled on top, your lips still connected. His hands were everyone, and so were yours. Peter started kissing your jaw and your neck-

Knock knock

Peter quickly gets off you and you both stand on opposite sides of the bed. You turn to Peter, his eyes full of terror. Mr. Stark is going to kill me.

“Who is it?” You say as you sit back on the bed trying to seem normal, as you assured Peter to relax.

“It’s me,” you recognize the voice immediately, you should’ve known it was Steve since he’s the only one that actually knocks around here.

“Come in!” You shout as you get up from your bed making your way to the door. Steve opens the door his face brightens up when he sees you. He traps you in a hug.

If only he knocked too, but at that time you were both a little too far in.

Four months later ————

“Shit y/n-!” Your head bobbed, as you sucked on Peter. Peters head was thrown back as he bit his bottom lip. One hand on your head as the other gripped the sheets tightly. His hips bucked into your mouth as you worked him. Your tongue swirled on his head, Peter letting out a loud moan. You felt his cock twitch in your mouth. “Fuck baby, get up, fuck I need to be in you.” You let his cock go, leaving a small kiss at the tip. Peter helped you up as he flipped the both of you over. His breathing really heavy.

His hand went behind your back as he unclasped your bra. Then he went down to remove your panties. As soon as they were off, and your legs were spread wide for him, he lost it. “Fuck y/n,” he crawls back to you as his eyes flicker between your sparkling eyes and what’s between your legs. “Baby, your so wet.” Your breathing is heavy, your arousal was evident, you really needed him.

“Peter,” you breathe out. Peter smiles as he moves to your nightstand, taking out a condom from the drawer. He ripped the condom open with his teeth, still maintaining eye contact. His eyes traced over your body. He stood on his knees between your legs as he slips on the condom. That’s when he sees your needy eyes. “Peter come on.” You whine, Peter raises his brows.

“So needy are we.” You roll your eyes.

“Your the one who got the boner in the middle of the movie.” You say raising your own eyebrows in a teasing manner. You see the pink coming onto his cheeks.

“Your hands were all over me, mostly near my area, how could I not get a hard-on!” Peter says, as he finally gets the condom fully on.

“Fine, it was the both of us.” You admit, just needing Peters touch. “Just touch me already.” You say. Peter smiles as he makes his way on top of you, taking your lips in his.

“You know I love you.” He says against your lips. You smile, pulling him closer.

“I know, I love you too Pete.”

You and Peter had the compound to yourselves, the rest of the team going on a mission, but deciding to leave you too behind, on a count that your “not needed”. Which was utter bullshit, you just knew your dad didn’t want the two youngest avengers going into something there not sure about. It was an unexpected mission, it came out of nowhere, so it could’ve been small. But Tony wasn’t going to risk it.

You and Peter were watching a movie in the common room, until you guys became a little too touchy feely and that’s how you both ended up in your room doing this.

Little did you know that the team was coming off the quin-jet, all tired of the long three days they had.

“Shit, y-your so tight,” Peter said as he thrusted into you. Your nails were scratching his back as Peter sucked on your neck.

“Faster P-Peter.” You said as your hands gripped the sheets next to you. Peter repositioned himself for a better angle, as he thrusted back into you, hitting your sweet spot. You moaned out loudly in pleasure. Peter knew your body so well, after four months of doing this, he really noted the things you like and dislike.

Peter continued to thrust into you as his lips reattached to your nipple. His eyes flickered up at you then to your hands. Seeing your hands glow slightly, he didn’t stop, he continued to thrust into you and he intertwined your hands. He knew you were close.

It was something that usually happened when you and Peter had sex, it was when you were about to come. Your powers would start to heat up, not to the extent where you needed to blow something up, it was small and it didn’t heat up enough to burn Peter, so he’d hold you. The first time it happened Peter had to pull out and check on you, but the more you guys had sex, Peter would just take your hands. And it would die down as soon as you felt his hands in yours.

“Fuck Peter, your s-so good.” Peter smiled, and thrusted faster, you found out that he had a small praise kink. “You feel so good inside me.” Peter sucked on your neck as he grunted with each thrust.

“So fucking beautiful,” He muttered as he continued to thrust into you. He got so lucky with you. And you got lucky with him. But the only people that knew about this relationship was Bucky and Nat, no one else. That’s what made this even worse.

The team was exhausted, the mission wasn’t big like an alien invasion, but it was still tiring. They all collapsed in the common room. Tony however, wanted to greet his daughter. He just wanted to see if you were alright, and if you didn’t have another ‘episode’ while he was away.  You haven’t had any since the big one on the field four months ago, but Tony couldn’t help it, he’s your father, and fathers check up on their daughters. So that’s how Tony ended up in front of your room. He heard you moan, but sex wasn’t the first thing that came to his mind this time. I really do need a dance party right now, Tony thinks to himself.

So, Tony reached for the door knob already starting to speak, “Are we having another dance par- WHAT THE FUCK?!” You and Peter are both a moaning mess, but as soon as you two hear the voice your heads whip to the door, and you see your dad standing there. Peter instantly, wrapped his body around you, trying to cover you as much as possible. He brought the blanket cover up with his other hand. Tony locked eye’s with you, but he quickly looked over at a pale faced Peter. Without another word, he exits the room.

“What’s wrong?” Clint asked as he saw Tony walk past him and Bucky, going back to the common room, his jaw clenched and hands in tight fists.

“My daughter and intern are fucking,” Bucky’s face turns pale. He stays still not saying a single word. Fuck Tony’s going to kill me.

Peter’s eyes were still fixated on the door. His face pale, he forgot how to breathe. “He’s going to kill me.” His voice was coated with fear. He looked back down shifting a little on top of you. But you don’t seem to be paying attention.

“Shit, shitshitshitshitshit. Peter pull out,” you breathe. Why was he quiet? Why did he just leave like that? Fuck he’s mad, he’s really mad. SHIT!  Peter nodded, pulling out, and sitting upright on the bed.

“What are we going to do?!” Peter said as he looked at you with worried eyes.

“I-I don’t know,” You say, as you thought of all the possible outcomes.

“You don’t know?!” Peter is starting to freak out.

“No I don’t! He seems really mad, what if-” You turn so your looking at Peter. Your eyes look over his face, and you feel the sting in your eyes. “W-what if, what if he makes us break up.” Peter immediately, wraps his arms around you bringing you close to his chest.

“No, y/n that’s not going to happen, because I promised to always be here for you,” Peter pulled away, lifting your chin up so you could see his face, “And I love you, I love you so much y/n, and I’m never going to leave you. Never.” A smile tugs on your lips.

“I love you too Peter,” You lean in, connecting both your lips. Peter deepens it, as his hands slide down your body, you quickly pull away before anything more happens. “But seriously, I think we should talk to him.” Peter nodded, both of you getting up, and throwing your clothes back on.

You and Peter walked into the common room, finding the whole team in the kitchen. As soon as they notice you, you hear Clint and Sam laughing. You rolled your eyes, as you made your way to the couch, were Tony was sitting. Nat and Bucky stood quietly in the corner, too afraid to say anything that might cause them to lose their cover. Thor and  Wanda watched the whole thing carefully, like it was some movie. And Steve, he just had a disappointed expression on.

“Uh Dad?” You say a quietly. You stood a few feet away from him, and Peter stood next to you, picking at the skin on his fingers, something he did when he was nervous.

“What the fuck? What in the actual fucking hell!” Tony says, his eyes shooting up at you. “Really Parker, REALLY,” Tony is now standing, taking a few steps towards the both of you. “After everything, I’ve done for you, THIS  is how you repay me. We had a conversation, an adult, man to man, conversation, and you just throw it out the window like it was garbage-”

“No, Mr. Stark it’s not like that-” Peter says as he finally meets Tony’s eyes, completely regretting it.

“DoN’T Interrupt ME!” Tony shouts as he paces around the living space. “How-what- WHEN when did this start.” Tony stopped as he pointed between you and Peter.

“Four months.” You answer, knowing you should be the one speaking now.

“FOUR MONTHS!” Tony glares at Peter, as he takes a few more steps towards Peter, making Peter take a few steps back. “You’ve been fucking my daughter for four months?” Tony’s voice is stern and not at all how he usually is. There was no hint of sarcasm, or ‘I’m kidding’, Tony was mad.

“No- I-I mean yes, but it’s not just the sex Mr. Stark, I care about her, she’s my whole world-” Peter says as he tries to defend his case.

“We talked about this, Peter we talked about her, do you not remember,” Tony’s voice lowered, as he sounded more disappointed and more protective than mad.

“I do remember, I do-”

“Then why would you do this? Why? Why on earth would you go behind my back and do that?” Tony sounded hurt, but also very protected. God dammit you were his little girl, he would be damned if he let another guy touch you, not after everything that’s happened.

“I love her Mr. Stark, I love your daughter and I’d do anything for her.” Peter stood his ground, like he told you. He looked into your father’s eyes, every word that left his lips full of truth and love. Tony was taken aback about what he just heard. He looked back towards you, then back at Peter.

“You love him?” He asked you softly.

“I do dad, I really do love him.” That’s when Tony relaxed. His face relaxed and body tension all swept away. He’s never heard you say that about anyone, other than him and your fellow avengers family. Tony opened his arms, gesturing you to come. You were in his arms in a matter of seconds, letting out a sigh of relief.

“Okay,” he says, stroking your hair. You pull away, a bright smile on your face.

“Really!!” You were practically jumping in his arms, but Tony quickly looked back at Peter.

“Yes, BUT I swear to god if you hurt her Parker, if you leave her or break her, I will hunt you down, and make sure you know what real pain is.” Peter let out a nervous chuckle as he rubbed the back of his neck. But Tony gave him a harder glare, Peter quickly nodding his head.

“Y-Yes sir,  understood. I would never do anything to hurt her, I’d rather die than make her feel any kind of pain, I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if I caused her any pain. I’m always going to protect her.” Peter answered with full truth. Tony’s heart practically leaped out of his chest. He knew Peter was a good kid, but after hearing that and looking into his eyes, he knew that Peter would do anything and everything to protect you. And you would do the same for him. Tony out of instinct pulls Peter into a hug. Peter was shocked at first, but embraces his mentor, in the hug. That’s when you three hear the claps and ‘a wwww’s in the background. You all turn to see the team, completely forgetting that they were standing there the whole time.

“I knew they were perfect for each other,” Nat said.

“Yea but I found out first and technically I knew about Peter’s crush first,” Bucky said to Nat.

“Yea, but y/n told me the first time they kissed and the first time they had sex, so sucks to suck.” Nat says smiling to herself for knowing more than Bucky did.

“I don’t suck, because who was the one that kept there cover. Huh? Me, I did!” Bucky said smiling proudly, knowing Nat couldn’t say anything else. But both their smiles are swept away when Tony’s voice rises.

“YOU BOTH KNEW?!!!” Nat and Bucky turn and meet Tony’s eyes. “AND YOU LIED FOR THEM?!”

“No- uh Tony- Fuck!” Bucky yeets out of the room, knowing fully well that Tony would kill him. Nat on the other hand, didn’t give a shit.

“Yea, and?” is all she said. Tony just stared back at her, knowing fully well that he couldn’t do anything.

“Anyone up to watch a movie?” Peter chripped, everyone looking at each other, shrugging.

“Why not,” Sam says as he jumps over the couch taking a seat. The rest of the team make there way to the living room, still in their suits, but not caring. Some sat on the couches and some comfortably sitting on the floor.  You sat next to Peter in the corner of one of the couches, his arm wrapping around your waist pulling you closer. Taking the invitation, you rest your head on his shoulder.

Clint flipped through the movies, Sam yelling for him to stop moving through the list so fast. Wanda and Nat were quietly talking as Steve eavesdropped on their conversation. Thor stretched out on the floor, with a bowl of popcorn on his lap munching loudly. Vision and Rhodey sat beside Tony. Bucky soon came back, taking the seat farthest from Tony. Tony didn’t do anything though, only shooting death glares at him every time they locked eyes. And you, well you watched the whole scene that was happening around you. After all the restless nights, and reckless days, all the pain and blood, you were finally were your supposed to be. You were with your family and that’s all that mattered.

I Finally Found My Way.

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A/N: So that was the end of the series, hoped you guys liked the series, I’d love to get feedback. But I’m I’ll be opening requests really soon, it’s just that I had a few ideas for small one shots. I also have an idea for another Peter series, but I’m not going to start it right away, because I want a chance to do some of your requests :)

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