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Harley's kinda nervous. Okay, he's really nervous.
He's currently walking along the streets trying to decide on a destination for him and Peter’s date. Their first date. He couldn't believe it.
Well, believe it Harley cause you've got a lot of planning to do.
Of course, he wants it to be the perfect date. Unfortunately, he has no idea of what might be Peter’s idea of a perfect first date. Honestly, he just wants them to have fun together. And that’s when he sees the colourful brochure waving to him from inside a shop's window. It's perfect.
Now set on his course, he buys breakfast for everyone and goes back to the tower with a bright smile on his face.
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Peter sits in his lab, barely listening to Tony as he stares off into space. “Kid,” Tony waves his hand in front of his face. “Where are you this morning?”
“Sorry, Mr Stark.” Peter shakes his hand. “I’m just a bit nervous for tonight.”
“Oh, right. Your date with Harley.” Tony chuckles. “Why are you so nervous kid? It’s obvious you guys like each other... a lot.” He emphasises the last bit with a raised eyebrow.
“I’m scared I’ll mess something up or he might just not like me cause I’m too weird or-“ Peter's rambling again.
“Kid, after all you guys have been through, you really think Harley isn’t going to like you? You’re being paranoid.” Tony puts his hand on Peter’s shoulder. “Look, you’ll be fine kid.”
Suddenly, Tony feels two arms wrap around him. He hugs him back. “This feels nice.” Peter says.
Tony smiles.
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Convincing Happy is not an easy task. Still, Harley Keener never gives up.
“Please?”
“No.”
“Why not?” Harley whines. “It’s just one night Happy.”
Happy rolls his eyes. “Go ask someone else.”
“Fine.” Harley huffs.
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“Steve?” Harley calls with a grin. “Could you drive Peter and I for date night?” He pouts and gives him his best pleading look.
“Sure kiddo.” Steve says.
Score!
Harley fist pumps in front of the smiling Avenger.
“Happy reject you?”
“Yeah,” Harley replies with a sigh. “Stubborn old man. But thank you, Steve.”
Steve lets out a laugh, waving his hand. “S'no problem Harley.” He says as he ruffles Harley’s hair affectionately.
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Later that night, Peter and Harley sit in the back as Steve drives them to their destination.
“Movies?”
“Nope.”
“Ice Skating.”
“In the middle of summer?”
“It could be fun.” Peter shrugs.
“Point taken... but no.”
“Karaoke.”
“Not even close.”
Peter huffs. “Are you secretly kidnapping me, planning my murder and now you’re just stalling for time by trying to distract me?”
“You caught me,” Harley raises his hands in surrender and Steve snorts. “You’re too smart for me, I guess. What? Do you just not like surprises?" Harley asks with a smile.
“It’s not that I don’t like them. I’m just a little bit impatient when it comes to going on dates with really cute guys.”
They pull up into a crowded parking lot and Peter gasps at the sight. A giant Ferris wheel sits right in the middle of a noisy, bright funfair. Humongous roller coasters, bumper cars, and carnival games surround them as they walk in.
“Have fun, you guys.” Steve says with a smile. “Call me when you’re done and I’ll come pick you up. Oh, and stay safe!”
“Thanks, Steve.” Harley says gratefully.
Steve nods and drives off as Harley and Peter walk into the funfair.
“You’re the best Harles.” Peter says in awe as he looks around.
“Where to first Pete?” Harley grins.
Taking his hand, Peter drags him through the crowd to a huge roller coaster. They get on the ride and although he is getting knots in his stomach just from sitting there, Harley loves looking at the smile on Peter’s face.
“Remember,” Peter says with a cheerful smile on his face. “When we go down, you have to let go of the railing and scream. I hear it’s more fun if you do it... at least that’s what Clint says.”
Harley looks at him doubtfully. “I’ll take your word for it Pete.” He holds the younger boy’s hand, squeezing it before the roller coaster starts to ascend.
After the ride ends, Harley feels slightly queasy and Peter wants to go again. “Please, Harley.” He pouts.
“Peter, let’s go to the fairway for a bit.” Harley manages, feeling as if he might throw up.
They go over to the classic ‘knock over the milk bottles’ booth and Peter gets excited at the sight of the colourful stuffed animals that fill the stall to the brim. Harley takes one look at the obviously rigged bottles and pays the booth manager. He's convinced Peter will win.
He's given a softball which he hands to Peter who looks at him in confusion. “You have to throw the ball and try to knock over the bottles.” He explains. Then he huskily whispers, “I know you can do it Spidey.”
Peter blushes. He looks at the ball again before throwing the ball at the tower of heavy bottles, sending them toppling over. Harley proudly grins as Peter jumps up and down in delight. He points to a large teddy bear dressed as Iron Man, handing it to Harley who smiles.
“Did you want some food?” Harley asks. “I saw them selling some corndogs around here somewhere.”
“Sure.” Peter replies as he takes Harley’s hand in his.
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The Ferris wheel towered over the duo, seemingly reaching the sky. They sit side by side in a red pod, watching the crowds get smaller and smaller as they rise into the air. The breeze is cool and the noises of the funfair soften as they go higher.
Harley stares at Peter, who he hugs the bear to his chest. Peter notices his stares and turns to ask, “Is there something on my face?”
He takes Peter’s hand in his hands. Their eyes meet, “I knew I wanted to be with you from that day we met. I just couldn’t stop thinking about the amazing and adorable guy I had crashed into,” he softly says. “I didn’t know what was missing in my life, until I met you.”
Peter gently places his bear onto the ground, scooting closer to Harley. He hugs him tightly, burying his face into his chest. As he looks up, Harley plants a kiss on his forehead.
He looks up at the older boy, “I’m falling for you Harley,” he says, unmistakeable passion in his eyes. “More and more, every single day.”
There were no other words needed. Harley bends down and kisses him. Peter leans in closer, kissing him like there’s no tomorrow. He feels like he’s never known anything as right as this feeling. He brings his fingers up to Harley’s face, softly touching it as if he's afraid Harley's might disappear.
They pull away, both slightly out of breath. They touch their foreheads together and Harley whispers, “I’m definitely falling for you. I’m falling so hard and... I want this to be the start of something special.”
“I want that too.” Peter says softly. Burying his face into Harley’s shirt again, he mumbles something Harley can’t quite hear.
I love you.