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You walked out of your room, fiddling with your phone. Tony had specifically called everyone for a so-called 'important meeting'. You weren’t sure just how important this was actually going to be, especially knowing Tony and his humorous exaggerations.
Peter caught up with you. "Do you have any idea what this is about?" he asked, and you shrugged.
"Dunno," you admitted.
Although you grew up with Natasha, Peter Parker was your best friend. When he was brought to the Avengers 'family' by Tony, the two of you had clicked almost instantly. You went to the same school, and you were the same age. Not to mention, you ended up catching feelings for him along the way.
It was completely unexpected, and it was much too difficult to get over him, so you decided to just keep it to yourself.
That was another difficult thing. He was far too distracting. You avoided looking into his eyes—afraid he might see the feelings you hid deep within yourself, only to not feel the same way. That would ruin the precious relationship between the two of you, and you absolutely refused to let that happen. It meant too much, so that resulted in you having to be more careful when around him.
Everyone sat in the living room. Tony stood in the corner. “Alright,” he put his hands together. “Since we’re on winter break right now, I thought it’d be fun if we got away from all the chaos, and went on vacation for a little bit.”
You heard quiet murmurs from everyone. They seemed to think it was a great idea. You liked it, too. What could be better than spending time with the people you love?
“Everyone agree? Good. I rented a cabin resort in some mountains in California. After we spend some time there, I rented another resort, in Hawaii.”
Your eyes lit up quite eagerly. I’ve never been to Hawaii, you thought, looking over at Peter with a smile.
Tony grinned. “Alright, get your luggage ready by tonight. I bought flight tickets. We leave to the airport in the morning.”
“Really, Stark? Last minute?” Nat rolled her eyes playfully.
He shrugged. “You can always stay,” he teased her.
“Tony, come on,” Steve chided, while crossing his arms.
“I’m joking, Spangles. Oh, right. You don’t know what those are,” Tony shot back, laughing to himself as he left the room.
You couldn’t help but giggle at the two of them. The nickname ‘Spangles’ was just too accurate. Steve shot you a piercing glare, but he ended up chuckling himself.
This was definitely going to be an interesting trip.
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Still deciding on what to clothes to bring, you heard a quiet knock on your door. Once you opened it, your heart began to race again, at the sight of your best friend. You stepped aside, giving him more space to enter.
“Still packing?” he asked with a small grin on his very cute face.
Trying to ignore it as much as you could, you laughed softly. “Yeah. Procrastination at its finest, right here.”
“Don’t worry about it. To be honest, I haven’t even started.”
You looked over at him, crossing your arms like Steve did earlier. “Really?” you cocked an eyebrow. “And you’re judging me?”
He cracked an even bigger smile and it was beautiful. “Yep. Hey, do you… maybe wanna watch a movie in my room or something?”
“Peter. You need to pack your stuff. It’s late!”
Truthfully, it wasn’t even that late. Only eleven. Still, a movie can be up to two hours.
He pouted adorably. “Fine… I’ll finish it really quick. Then can we watch it after?”
“Alright, but only if you finish. I don’t want to get on Tony’s bad side,” you shook your head. “Which movie did you have in mind, anyway?”
He rubbed the back of his neck. That was a nervous habit of his. “Um, you know…”
You put your hand up—interrupting him. “Let me guess. Empire Strikes Back?”
Peter’s cheeks flushed. “Please?”
Nerd, you thought to yourself.
“Pete, that’ll be like… the fifth time we watch it.”
“Sixth,” he corrected. “What do you wanna watch, then?”
You smirked. “I was thinking of Return of the Jedi.”
“Y/N!” he laughed.
“I know, I know! I’m joking,” you lightly pushed his arm. “Still, I want to, though. Now get to it. You and I are pulling an all-nighter.”
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The two of you, in fact, did not pull an all-nighter. You tried to. Peter ended up falling asleep after half of the movie had passed. His head fell on your shoulder when the two of you comfily laid in his bed, under the bedsheets. As flustered as you were already, you decided to just ignore it.
However, after a couple of minutes, you heard quiet snores coming from him.
That’s when things got worse. You couldn’t move, or you’d wake him up.
On your left, you spotted your phone on his desk. Carefully extending your arm, you grabbed it, and put it in selfie mode. Of course you’d take full advantage of the fact that he was sleeping on you! Picture time.
Unfortunately, the sound was on, sending a loud click throughout the room. You quickly hid your phone—praying his Spidey-senses wouldn’t come to life and wake him up, but luckily, he didn’t. He only shuffled a little bit. You sighed in relief, and took more photos—this time, with the sound off.
In that situation, you didn’t have anything else to do, so you tried sleeping. It wasn’t that difficult. His skin felt so soft against yours—almost like the pillow in your room, and he smelled amazing. If only this moment felt something more than just a friendship to him.
Still, he looked perfect right now, and you drifted off in his arms.
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