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    He was just Peter Parker, lying there in his thrift store sweater with the hand-me-down button up underneath, worn jeans and even more worn high tops covering up the holes in his socks, with his average face and his stupid unruly hair and-

    And Tony Stark was looking down at him like he was some kind of puzzle, smelling like hundred dollar cologne (or more, Peter didn’t know a thing about cologne in the first place), wearing that faded but fitted henley, jeans that hugged his ass perfectly and sneakers that were a little scuffed but still undeniably new. His hair was unruly but in the sexy, effortless way that probably took thirty minutes in front of the mirror every morning or something.

    Every singular piece of Tony’s outfit probably cost more than Peter’s whole closet. Everything in this room probably cost more than the tuition he’d be paying if not for his scholarship.

    Who did he think he was?

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    Or, the one where Tony Stark is the most notorious playboy at MIT, and Peter Parker is just a poor boy from a poor family, who happens to have unwittingly fallen for said playboy. Little does he know, Tony's pretty into him, too. Also they're both sassy little shits.

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