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Peter woke up groggily to his alarm at 7 AM and sat up in his bed. At first, he was confused as to why he was awake so early on a Saturday. He looked around at his room and quickly remembered that he was going to the Tower when he saw his bag. After hopping out of bed, he quickly got ready for the day. After a quick shower, he shuffled into the kitchen where May was getting ready for work. She smiled when he walked in and gave him a hug, greeting him with a good morning. He kissed her on the cheek in return, telling her to have a good day at work as she rushed out the door. He poured himself some cereal and ate it quickly, excited to get see the Avengers. Once he was done, he washed his bowl and headed out, his overnight bag filled with clothes, his suit, his completed homework, and a box of legos hanging off his shoulder.
His ride on the subway was uneventful. Once he got to the Stark Tower, he was greeted cheerfully by FRIDAY. He replied with an equally energetic “Hey FRI!” and hopped into the elevator. FRIDAY took Peter up to the communal floor without question, and he was greeted by a myriad of sleepy Avengers. Loki and Thor were quietly chatting by the coffee pot, waiting for it to finish brewing. Everyone else seemed to already have their own cup. Steve and Bucky were cuddling on the couch, looking about ready to fall asleep again. He turned his head to see Clint, Natasha, and Bruce sitting on the barstools, staring at their drinks. He glanced at Wanda and Vision eating breakfast and- wait does Vision even need to eat?
Peter shook his head and greeted everyone cheerfully. He chuckled when he got a few tired mumbles in return. He walked over to where Natasha was sitting and hugged her from behind.
“Good morning маленький паук,” Natasha mumbled.
“Morning Мама паук,” Peter said cheerfully.
Natasha turned to smile at Peter and hugged him lightly. She mussed up his hair lightly and laughed at his pout. He playfully glared at her before walking over to Bruce and greeting him with far more energy than Bruce was ready or able to deal with.
“Morning Pete,” Bruce yawned.
Peter chuckled and waved at Clint, who grunted into his coffee.
Laughing lightly, he walked over to Thor and Loki. He was given a bone-crushing hug from Thor and a polite “Good Morning, Peter,” from Loki. Once he managed to regain his breath, he made his way over to the sleeping couple on the couch.
“Mr. Barnes? Mr. Rogers? Your coffee is getting cold,” Peter said to the pair softly.
They woke up with a jolt and smiled at the young hero.
“Pete, how long is it gonna take you to finally start callin’ us Bucky and Steve?” Bucky asked, exasperated.
Peter shrugged happily, a grin gracing his face.
“You know Pete, you’re sleeping with us until Tony finishes your floor. You might as well call us by our first names,” Steve said teasingly.
Peter groaned, remembering the embarrassment that came with sharing a bed with the pair for the first time. Every Avenger was given a floor in the tower, but construction look months to finish. Since his floor was still under construction, Bucky suggested that Peter stay with him and Steve. Peter felt extremely awkward and repeatedly suggested that he just sleep on the couch, but they were having none of it. After getting tired of listening to Peter ramble, Steve just picked him up and plopped him down in the middle of the bed. Peter somehow managed to turn an even brighter shade of red and began stuttering. Bucky rolled his eyes, and told him to shut up before climbing in next to him. Steve mirrored his actions, getting in on Peter’s opposite side. Peter then became uncomfortably stiff, not knowing what to do while being sandwiched between the couple. Bucky rolled his eyes, put his arm around Peter, and gently told him to relax. When Peter stiffened even further, Steve laughed quietly and maneuvered him so that he was laying on Steve with Bucky spooning him from behind. Eventually, Peter stopped blushing long enough to fall asleep and woke up comfortably sandwiched between the couple. They eventually fell into a routine where Peter got in first, and Steve and Bucky would get on either side of him, cuddling him protectively.
“It’s only until my room gets finished. Don’t go thinking I’m doing it for fun,” Peter retorted playfully.
Steve and Bucky adopted a hurt look on both of their faces.
“That’s it! You’re staying on the couch!” Steve exclaimed with mock anger.
Peter pouted and looked at him with puppy eyes.
“Okay, okay! Stop it! My gosh, those eyes of yours are far more persuasive than they should be!” Steve exclaimed, shutting his eyes tightly.
Peter smirked and laughed. He sat down between the now-awake pair and snuggled into them happily. Bucky nuzzled his hair with his cheek and Steve wrapped his arms around his two favorite boys (don’t tell Tony).
Peter relaxed and sat in a comfortable silence for around 15 minutes before hearing FRIDAY call for him to go down to the lab, like she did every day at 8. He pouted and reluctantly left the comfortable embrace. The pair chuckled at seeing his pout and promised that they could continue later. Peter’s face lit up with joy as he hugged the pair.
While Peter was waiting for the elevator to take him to the Lab’s floor, he thought about how his life finally had a sense of normalcy and calm. Nothing out of the ordinary (for superheroes anyway) happened. His life finally felt somewhat normal, and for that, he was extremely grateful. Now that there weren't any life-changing events happening, maybe now he could finally talk to his mentor about how he thought of him as a father figure. After all, what could go wrong?
The elevator finally dinged and let him out into the lab. He thanked FRIDAY and walked up to the door. As per usual, Tony was tinkering away at his usual spot. The only issue was that someone was with him! And it wasn’t just a random person passing by. It was someone who looked to be about Peter’s age was working in his spot next to Tony. He was a bit taller than Peter and had brown hair and cobalt blue eyes. He was wearing what appeared to be one of Tony’s old AC/DC shirts and a pair of navy blue jeans. His face was scrunched up in concentration as he chatted with Tony.
Puzzled, Peter walked in and waited for Tony to notice him. It took him almost 5 minutes to notice that Peter was there. Once he realized that Peter was there, he distractedly greeted him.
“Oh! Hey, Kid. Meet my new intern, Harley Keener! Harles, this is Peter Parker. He’s a high school intern, just like you!”
Peter raised his eyebrows at this.
New intern? Since when does he hire high school interns that aren’t superheroes? And what’s with the nickname? And why is he wearing one of Tony’s shirts????
Peter warily approached the pair, eyeing Harley’s outstretched hand and sly smirk. He clasped his hand with Harley’s, shaking it lightly. Once the formalities were over, he turned back to Tony.
“So, what’re we working on today Mr. Stark?” Peter asked cheerfully.
Tony looked embarrassed.
“Sorry Pete, I was just planning on working with Harley today. I forgot you were coming.”
Peter was shocked. He had been coming over every weekend for months and Tony forgot?
“Oh!” Peter said, trying to mask his hurt, “That’s fine. I can just work on something over here.”
Peter gestured to the part of the lab where they weren’t working, brushing aside his feelings.
“Actually-” Tony started.
“We’re gonna need to be there later,” Harley said sharply, cutting Tony off.
“Oh,” Peter said, deflating slightly, “Okay then. I’ll just go back up to the communal floor. See you later, Mr. Stark.”
Peter waited until he got to the elevator to let the frown appear on his face. Not only did Tony forget about him, he basically kicked him out of the lab! Did he do something wrong?
Nah. Stop overreacting. Everything’s fine. It’s just one day. Everything will go back to normal tomorrow.
Little did Peter know that no, it wouldn’t.