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“Boobsboobsboobsboobs.” His mind said as he tried his absolute hardest to maintain eye contact with you.

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Beneath the Surface

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Synopsis: during a pool day with the team, your bathing suit makes it difficult for Peter to focus

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“Suit up, Parker. I need you outside.” Tony said as he knocked on Peters doorframe.

“Suit up? Is there a mission?”

“Even better. There’s a mandatory pool day.” Tony replied with an excited wiggle of his eyebrows.

“Can a pool day be mandatory?” Peter wondered.

“Can a boy be strangled?” Tony asked in the same tone. They both fell silent as they stared at each other and Peter gulped a little.

“Pool day. Ten minutes.” Tony said with a big smile after a beat of silence.

“I’ll be there.” Peter nodded quickly.

“Glad to have you. See you out there.” Tony patted Peters doorframe before walking away. Not wanting to upset Tony, Peter quickly changed into bathing suit shorts and a t shirt. He slipped into his flip flops before heading down to the pool. He found Steve, Tony, and Thor sitting around a table under a big umbrella while Shang Chi, Sam, and Scott were in the pool. They all already had their shirts off, making Peter feel a little self conscious in the presence of all their super sized muscles.

“Look who’s arrived.” Steve smiled up at Peter as he shielded his eyes from the sun.

“Yep.” Peter smiled weakly. “It’s me.”

“Look who it is!” Thor cheered before leaning over to the other guys.

“Who is that?” He whispered loud enough for Peter to hear.

“Um…Peter.” Peter answered in confusion.

“It’s nice to meet you, Umpeter. I’m Thor.” Thor smiled brightly and held out his hand. Peter frowned and shook Thors hand as he looked at the others for an explanation.

“You Midgardians and your silly names.” Thor chuckled as he looked at the other guys again.

“Thor, it’s me. Peter.” Peter said again.

“Yes. I know that now. Pleasure to meet you.”

“We…we have met.” Peter said slowly.

“Have we?” Thor frowned.

“That’s Spiderman. You probably haven’t seen him without his mask on.” Steve said in Peters defense.

“I don’t remember ever meeting a Spiderman.” Thor shook his head.

“Well you have.” Peter told him. “Many times. And it’s me.”

“No. I don’t think so. I’ve never seen this man in my life.” Thor shrugged.

“Yes you have. He was with us when we fought Thanos.” Steve reminded him.

“And when we went on that mission to Scotland. He was the one in the skintight red and blue suit.”

“I sat next to you at dinner last night.” Peter reminded him.

“I thought you were the waiter.” Thor tilted his head to the side.

“There was no waiter. We were here in the tower. It was a home cooked meal.” Tony cut in.

“Hm. Then why did you bring me my beer?” Thor asked Peter.

“Because you asked me to. All eleven times.”

“I know. And that’s why I left you a nice tip. You’re make an excellent waiter, Umpeter.” Thor smiled and gave Peter a pat on the shoulder.

“Oh my God.” Peter sighed and rubbed his eyes.

“Rogers, can you pass the baby oil?” Thor requested.

“Please don’t.” Steve sighed as he pushed the bottle of baby oil on the table towards Thor.

“What? They don’t have sun like this back on Asgard. And I want a nice even tan to impress Jane. Her muscles are almost as big as mine now and I’m starting to feel…oh, what’s that word?” Thor asked as he rubbed baby oil all over his skin.

“Small?” Peter shrugged.

“No. No one would ever use that word to describe me.” Thor chuckled. “I’m thinking of another word. What’s that thing you humans feel all the time when in the presence of someone greater than you?”

“Inferior?” Tony asked.

“Ah, yes. That’s the one.” Thor smiled and rubbed more baby oil onto his body. “Mm. I smell delicious. Like a baby’s bottom.”

“Okay. On that note, I’m gonna go say hi to the girls.” Peter smiled weakly before turning away. He walked over to Natasha and Wanda, who were sitting on the edge of the deep end with their feet dangling into the water.

“Look who it is!” Natasha smiled when Peter approached.

“Please say you guys know who I am.” Peter sighed.

“Of course we do. Sit down.” Natasha said and patted the space between her and Wanda.

“Have you applied your sunscreen yet?” Wanda asked and picked up the bottle beside her. Ever since she learned that Peter didn’t have a mother, she took it upon herself to look after him.

“No. Not yet.” Peter told her. Wanda was already squirting some sunscreen into her hand and rubbing it together to warm it up.

“Come here. I don’t want you to burn.” Wanda said as she applied sunscreen to Peters face.

“Did you bring a towel?” Natasha asked him.

“No. I forgot one.” Peter replied.

“It’s okay. I brought extra.” Natasha told him and handed him an extra towel.

“Oh. Thank you.” Peter smiled and put the towel on his lap. “It’s a lot nicer over here than by the guys.”

“We think so too.” Wanda chuckled.

“And look who else decided to join us.” Natasha smiled as she looked up at something above Peter. Peter turned his head and made eye contact with you, making him choke on his saliva. You were wearing a baggy T shirt that covered you like a dress.

“Hey guys. This is so fun. I’m glad we’re doing this.” You smiled as you approached the group.

“H-h-hi.” Peter stammered. “I didn’t know you were home from college yet.”

“I got home late last night. Tony texted me about the pool party and I came right down.”

“Oh. Well I’m glad you’re here. I’ve…I’ve missed you.” Peter said with a shy smile. He had formed a somewhat enormous crush on you when he met you last summer at the tower. You came home from college for Christmas and Spring break, only making peters crush grow the more he saw you. He didn’t expect to see you today and his heart had yet to stop pounding.

“Aw. I’ve missed you too, Peter.” You smiled at him.

“What about me? Did you miss me?” Natasha teased as she and Wanda stood up. Peter stood up as well and waiting behind Natasha and Wanda as you greeted them.

“Of course I did. Both of you.”

You hugged them both and kissed their cheeks in that way that girls did where lips never actually touch the persons cheek but you both make the kissing sound. When you got to Peter, you gave him a quick hug but no kiss. He didn’t expect a kiss since you weren’t exactly friends, but he was still disappointed.

“I’m gonna go say hi to the boys. Then I’ll be back.” You told them.

“Good. We need all the college details.” Wanda said and gave you a look.

“You’ll get them soon enough.” You assured her before walking away. Peter watched longingly as you walked over to the other Avengers. He felt a twinge of jealousy as you greeted them all with a big smile. The amount of shiny muscles that surrounded you was making Peter worry that he had competition. He was fit, but he wasn’t Thor. And he was strongly reminded of that as he watched Thor lift you off the ground and spin you around.

“Don’t worry. You’ll graduated from hugs to cheek kisses soon enough.” Natasha said from behind Peter.

“W-what?” Peter stammered.

“Don’t play dumb. The jealousy was radiating off of you when she kissed us and not you.” Wanda chuckled as she watched the way Peter stared at you.

“I saw it too.” Natasha chimed in.

“I don’t know what you guys are talking about.” Peter lied without ever taking his eyes off of you.

“It’s okay if you like her.” Wanda insisted. “We won’t tell.”

“I don’t like her. I mean, I do. Just not in the way you guys are thinking. That would be….that would be silly.” Peter scoffed, all three of them knowing he was lying through his teeth.

“Uh huh. Whatever you say.” Wanda said and playfully rolled her eyes. Peter looked over at you again and let out a little sigh. He felt a physical pain in his chest from how much he liked you, but he couldn’t bring himself to admit that.

“I just like her as a friend. That’s all.” Peter lied as he stared at you longingly. Just then, you pulled your baggy shirt off and put it on a chair, revealing the skimpy little black bikini you had on underneath. Peter felt all the blood rush to his face as he whole body heated up. Your entire body was exposed for Peter to see and he found himself unable to breathe.

“Holy shit. Why is her bathing suit so tiny?” He whispered under his breath as he stared at you with wide eyes.

“What was that?” Natasha wondered.

“N-nothing. I was just talking to myself.” Peter said as he continued to stare at you. You were tying your hair out of your face, arching your back a little and tilting your head back to make it easier to gather your hair. Peter was staring right at your boobs, which he felt like you were practically putting on display for him with your actions.

“Peter.” Natasha chuckled and playfully smacked his arm.

“What?” Peter wondered.

“Stop staring at her boobs.” Wanda snorted.

“What? I’m not.” Peter insisted as he finally tore his eyes away.

“You totally are. You’re not even being subtle about it. You gotta stop.” Natasha chuckled again.

“I’m not staring at her. You’re all staring at her.” Peter mumbled.

“Peter, you’re gonna freak her out. You’re freaking me out and I’m not the one who’s boobs you’re staring at.” Wanda shrugged.

“I’m freaking her out? You guys are freaking me out. You’re all crazy. Crazy crazy crazy. I don’t even - what? What are you even talking about. I have no idea. I’m not- I’m not even….I’m gonna get a drink.” Peter grumbled and walked away from the girls. He went over to the cooler and bent down to grab a water bottle from inside. When he stood up, you were standing right in front of him.

“Hey.” You smiled brightly at him. Peter was mid sip and started choking on his drink when he got another glimpse of your boobs in your tiny bikini.

“Boobsboobsboobsboobs.” His mind said as he tried his absolute hardest to maintain eye contact with you.

“Hey. How’s it going?” He laughed weakly and took an uncomfortably long sip of his drink.

“Pretty good. I’m honestly so happy to be home. It’s cold up there in Boston. There’s never days as sunny as this.” You said as you looked up at the sun. Peter was half listening, half fighting the demons in his head that were urging him to look down at your boobs. He wanted to answer you in a cool way that impressed you, but all he could think was,

“Boobies. Boobies in bikini. Boobies in black bikini right before my very eyes.”

“Yeah. It’s sunny.” He said, immediately regretting how lame he sounded. He was better than a two word answer but he could not bring himself to focus.

“Yeah.” You laughed awkwardly. “So how was your semester? You’re at NYU right?”

“Yeah. It was good.” Peter have another short answer as his mind scrolled through every possible name for boobs that he could think of.

“Watermelons. Coconuts. Papayas. Other tropical fruits.”

“Well I’m happy to hear that. Mine was good too.” You replied, making Peter internally cringe when he realized he should’ve asked you how your semester was. He wanted so badly to have a normal conversation with you that propelled you towards a romantic relationship but all he could think was,

“Goo goo. Goo gaga.”

“That’s nice.” He blurted. “Did you make any friends?”

“A few. I’m not really good at making friends.” You shrugged, making Peter relax a little when he realized you weren’t so different.

“Me either. I’m kinda shy.” He admitted.

“That’s okay.” You smiled. “I’m kinda shy too.”

Peter smiled softly at you and you smiled back. Before he got ahead of himself, he needed to know if you were even available. He knew there was no was to subtly ask if you had a boyfriend, so he decided to beat around the bush.

“So did you meet anyone who lives around here? Anyone you might want to bring around?” Peter asked, trying to sound casual.

“Not really. There was this one guy though who lives on Long Island. We hung out a couple times.”

“Uh huh.” Peter nodded and tried to remain calm.

“But I think he said he was visiting his boyfriend in California for the summer.” You continued, making Peter relax.

“That’s great. California is great. Lotta gay people.” Peter said, immediately regretting it.

“Yeah.” You laughed awkwardly as your eyes darted to the side. “I’m, uh, I’m gonna go catch up with the girls. I’ll catch up with you later.”

“Bye.” Peter weakly waved to you as you walked away.

“It’s all right. Don’t worry too much about it, kiddo.” Tony called from the table.

“Worry about what?” Peter wondered.

“That completely cringe inducing interaction you just had.” Tony said sweetly.

“It wasn’t that bad. There are a lot of gay people in California.” Shang Chi came to Peters defense as he sat down.

“It was pretty bad.” Thor snorted.

“Oh no. Do you think she thought it was bad?” Peter worried as he took a seat.

“Oh absolutely.” Thor nodded, making Peter sink in his chair in disappointment.

“Yeah. She’s definitely reenacting it for the girls right now. And she’s probably imitating you using a deep voice to demonstrate how dumb you are.” Shang Chi said as he pointed to you and the other girls. Peter looked over at you and saw you laughing as you told the girls a story.

“Oh no. You’re probably right.” Peter groaned.

“It’s okay. We’ve all struck out with the ladies.” Steve assured him.

“Not me. I have to fight women off with a stick. But I would never actually hit a woman with a stick, so it’s more of a gentle shooing away.” Thor said as he made shooing motions with his hand.

“Thanks Thor.” Peter smiled tightly.

“It was one lame conversation. Don’t let it deter you. She’ll only be home until August. If you like her, you should go for it.” Tony encouraged.

“I know.” Peter sighed. “I just couldn’t concentrate on what she was saying when she looks that pretty. And I’ve never seen her with that little clothing on before. I can’t even think right now.”

“Then suck it up and imagine she’s wearing a scuba suit or something. If you want to have a summer romance, you have to lock it down today.”

“Maybe you’re right.” Peter said as he looked over at you again.

“Don’t look now, but you have a superhero stalker.” Wanda said when she noticed Peter staring at you.

“What? Who?” You smiled excitedly and looked over your shoulder.

“Spiderman is totally checking you out.” Natasha chuckled.

“What? No he’s not.” You laughed it off but noticed it too.

“He is. He’s been staring at you even since you showed up.” Wanda insisted.

“Really? He has?” You asked hopefully.

“Yeah. Look at him.” Wanda nodded towards Peter and you looked over at him again. You made eye contact with Peter and waved to him, to which he shyly waved back.

“You two would make a pretty cute couple.” Natasha shrugged, making you playfully roll your eyes.

“I don’t know. I do think he’s cute.” You admitted.

“You do?” Wanda scrunched her nose.

“Don’t make that face. He’s really sweet and kinda awkward but he’s also really funny when he doesn’t mean to be. And look at that face.” You sighed and looked over at Peter again.

“Oh God. They all keep looking over here. They’re probably talking about how much of a loser I am.” Peter said once he saw you all looking at him.

“Yeah. Probably.” Thor nodded.

“Don’t listen to him. They’re probably not saying that.” Steve assured him.

“No. They’re definitely making fun of me.” Peter groaned.

“If you’re so concerned, why not use your super hearing and listen in?” Tony suggested.

“I can’t do that. She deserves to mock me mercilessly in privacy.” Peter sighed.

“Wow. And they say chivalry is dead.” Tony chuckled.

“Aw. I remember Chivalry. He was the one that could shrink and grow right?” Thor asked the group.

“Oh my God.” Peter groaned again. “I’m gonna go for a swim.”

“Yeah. For a pool day, not a single one of us is in the pool.” Tony noticed. Peter got out of his chair and went over to the edge of the pool.

“Don’t forget your floaties Parker!” Tony called. You looked up when you heard this just as Peter was tugging off his shirt.

“Oh my God.” Your jaw dropped when you saw Peters body. His swim suit trunks were hanging low on his hips, leaving very little to the imagination. He jumped into the pool and you felt a little disappointment now that the ab show was over.

“Did you guys see that? Did you see his body?” You whispered to the girls.

“No. I don’t really make it a point to look at men.” Wanda replied.

“Fair enough. But I was totally not expecting Peter to have a body like that. He looked like he was sculpted by a God.”

“Ask Thor. Maybe he was.” Natasha shrugged.

“I gotta get in there. Wish me luck.” You said as you stood up. You walked over to the shallow end of the pool where the stairs were and started to form a plan. You grabbed a pair of goggles that were lying on the ground and put them on before going into the water. Peter was swimming towards the middle of the pool when you emerged through the surface. Your goggles were squishing your nose and your hair was plastered against your forehead, but he thought you looked beautiful.

“Do you want to play mermaids with me?“ You asked, your voice sounding nasally from the goggles. Peter burst out laughing and nodded his head.

“Yeah. I do.”

“Okay. My tail is pink and purple and sparkly and it’s really pretty and it glows in the dark. What does your tail look like?”

“Blue and green and my shell bra is purple and my hair is really long and gold and also glows in the dark.” He played along, making you crack a smile.

“Okay. My hair is pink and sparkly and really long too. And I have a crown that’s gold and my bra is gold too. And I have water powers.”

“My power is that I can talk to fish and I can sing really well.” Peter replied, making you laugh.

“You’re pretty good at this.” You told him. “Have you actually played mermaids before?”

“No but I’m not missing my chance now. What other childhood pool memories do you want to relive?”

“I don’t know. Wanna see me do a handstand?” You smirked as you pulled off your goggles and threw them to the side.

“Oh absolutely.” Peter said. You smiled before going under the water and doing a handstand. Your legs were completely bent and you were leaning to the right, but in your mind you thought your form looked flawless. When you came back up, you had a proud smile on.

“That was so good.” Peter said sarcastically. “Wanna see mine?”

You nodded your head and Peter went under the water. He did a perfect handstand that made your jaw drop.

“Fuck you. That was perfect.” You playfully scoffed when he came back up.

“Thanks.” He chuckled. “What else can we do?”

“Do you want to have a holding breath contest?”

“Obviously. Let’s do it.” Peter grinned before going under the water. You both opened your eyes under the water and looked at each other while your cheeks puffed out with the air you were holding in. You stayed under for around 30 seconds before Peter went up for air with you going shortly after.

“Ha! I won!” You grinned once you came up.

“Congratulations. You should feel really proud.” Peter said with a falsely huge smile, making you laugh again.

“Wait a minute. Did you let me win?”

“Maybe.” Peter smiled shyly.

“What? You can’t just let me win.” You said as you playfully splashed him.

“I had to. I can hold my breathe for five straight minutes. And I’m not even kidding.”

“Okay Percy Jackson.” You mumbled under your breath, making Peter laugh.

“Your tone implies that was an insult but Percy Jackson is the most iconic man alive today.”

“Right. Living icon. Totally real person. Not a fictional sixth grader.” You smiled sarcastically.

“You know after I read that book, I made my aunt and uncle dye all my food blue so I could be like Percy.” Peter told you, bringing a smile to your face.

“That’s so cute. I used to stay in the shower for hours and pretend I could control the water.”

“I did the same.” Peter smiled, and you smiled back at him. You were both paddling in the water to stay afloat as you looked at each other. Peter looked at the water drops hanging off your eyelashes and your slicked back hair and smiled fondly at you. You were busy admiring the way a he looked with the summer sun shinning in his eyes, making them appear golden.

“Can I ask you something?” You asked quietly as you swam a little closer to him.

“Sure. Anything.”

“How come you can talk to me all of the sudden? Not that I didn’t enjoy our little conversation over by the cooler, but somethings different this time. How come you’re so relaxed all the sudden?”

“Because your boobs are under the water and I can actaully focus on the words you’re saying.” Peter thought to himself.

“I don’t know. The water makes it easier for some reason. I feel like I can be myself.” Peter said instead.

“Good. I’m glad you feel like that. Because I like talking to you when you actually talk.” You said with a teasing smile.

“I like talking to you too.” Peter smiled shyly. You stared at each other for a moment and felt like you were the only two people in the world.

“We should hang out more. I’ll be home all summer. I think you and I could be really good friends.” You said, bringing a blush to Peters face.

“Yeah. I would love that. I would love to be friends.” Peter said as he nodded too many times.

“Cool.” You said as you stopped paddling and stood up. You ran your fingers through your hair to get it out of your face as Peter watched it in what felt like slow motion. The top half of your body was out of the water, once again giving Peter a full view of your boobs. This time, you were soaking wet from the pool water and your bikini was sticking to you like a second skin.

“Dan nicki your bobbies.” Peter mumbled under his breath as he stared directly at your boobs.

“What was that?” You wondered as you sunk back beneath the water.

“Nothing.” Peter said quickly and threw on a smile. You smiled back and padded closer to him again as your eyes drifted over his shoulder.

“They’re all looking at us.” You whispered and nodded behind him. Peter looked over his shoulder and saw all the Avengers looking at the two of you as the whispered things to each other.

“Yeah. They are.” Peter gulped and looked back at you. You had been staring at Peter and he caught you now that he was looking back. You quickly looked away so he wouldn’t notice that you had been staring. Peter still noticed, and now he was intrigued.

“Do you like them?” Peter asked you. It wasn’t lost on him that the two of you were surrounded by earths mightiest hero’s and they all had their bulging muscles out. The chances of you liking him out of all the options you had were pretty low.

“Some of them.” You shrugged. “Tony bring some weirdos around here sometimes though. I was talking to that Dr. Morbius guy once and he totally morbed all over my salad.”

“That sounds like a nightmare.” Peter chuckled.

“It was.” You agreed with a huff. The both of you laughed, leaning into each other as you did. When the laughter died down, you were left staring at each other.

“You have really nice eyes.” You smiled softly.

“You have really nice boobs.” Peter said in the same tone. Your eyebrows went up in surprise as Peter slapped a hand over his mouth.

“What?” You laughed in shock.

“Oh my God!” Peter said through his hand. “I meant boobs. You have really nice boobs.”

“Peter.” You laughed nervously as your eyes darted to the side to see if anyone else was hearing this conversation.

“I’m sorry! Oh my God. I’m so sorry. I’m trying to say boobs. You have really nice boobs. Shit. Oh my God. It just keeps happening. Eyes. Your eyes are really nice. That’s what I tried to say the first time. I swear.” Peter stumbled over his words as his entire face burned red.

“But what about my boobs?”

“Pardon?” Peter gulped.

“Are they nice or not? Like, what was the final verdict?” You asked, sounding completely genuine.

“Oh, uh. They’re nice. They’re very nice. They seem like two great girls.” Peter nodded too many times as he struggled to maintain eye contact with you.

“Thanks. They are.” You said with a straight face. You cracked a smile and started to laugh, making Peter realize you were just teasing him. He relaxed a little and laughed as well. He thought he had completely blown it with you, but if you were teasing him, maybe he still had a chance.

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I’m not a creep, I promise. It’s just a little hard for me to think straight right now when you’re practically naked.”

“Excuse me.” You playfully shoved him. “I have a swimsuit on.”

“Barely.” Peter said under his breath, making you laugh again.

“I didn’t want any tan lines.” You said as you looked down at your bathing suit, realizing he had a point about how little you were wearing.

“Well you won’t get any in that thing.” Peter said as his eyes briefly dropped to your bikini top.

“For your information, you’re way more naked then I am. One of us is topless right now. One.” You pointed out as you admired his perfectly sculpted body for a second. Peter blushed a little and felt his confidence grow.

“Fair enough. I’m still sorry for what I said, though. I swear, I’m usually a gentleman.”

“It’s okay.” You assured him. “If I’m being honest, I haven’t been thinking the purest thoughts either ever since you took your shirt off.”

“Wait, really?” Peter asked skeptically.

“Really.” You nodded as you swam even closer to him. Your chests were almost touching now as you kicked your legs beneath the water to stay afloat. You looked at each other for a minute before your eyes dropped to his lips.

“Do you want to have another breath holding contest?” You asked when your eyes met his again.

“Okay. Sure.” Peter chuckled, thinking that the timing was weird but going along with it anyway.

“Keep your eyes open this time.” You told him before going under the water. Peter smacked himself in the face to hype himself up before going under as well. He forced his eyes open once he was under the water and made eye contact with you. Your cheeks were full of air but he could still tell that you were smiling. Peter watched as you swam towards him and put your hands on his face. You pulled him into a kiss and all the air left his mouth, sending bubbles up to the surface. He shut his eyes and kissed you back as he put his hands on either side of your face. It excited him that you were kissing in front of everyone, yet no one could see it. It was your little secret between the two of you as you kissed beneath the surface. You pulled away when you ran out of air and swam up. Peter went up first, then you. When you met him up on the surface, you saw the huge smile on his face as he pushed the wet hair off his forehead. You stared at each breathlessly for a while as water dripped down your faces. You were both smiling as you panted and gasped for air.

“You won this time. For real.” He told you to break the silence.

“I know.” You chuckled and wrapped your arms around his neck. Peter was about to lean in to kiss you again when he heard Tony’s voice.

“Get a room you two.” Tony called from the table. Peter turned bright red as you pulled away from him, both of you now aware that you had the entire team of Avengers staring at you. Wanda and Natasha gave you a thumbs up while the boys smiled proudly at Peter.

“Yeah. You pervs better not be doing anything nasty under the water.” Steve called out from behind the barbecue with a cheeky smile.

“We are!” You called back and wrapped your arms around Peter again. Peter laughed shyly and buried his face in your neck, wishing more than anything that he could be alone with you.

“Ignore him. He’s an idiot.” You said into Peters ear.

“I’ve noticed.” Peter smiled as he picked his head up off his neck.

“Foods ready!” Steve announced. You and Peter looked at each other and felt a shared disappointment now that the moment was over. You both let out little sighs and got out of the pool. Peter grabbed the towel he got from Natasha and wrapped it around your shoulders.

“Here.” Peter said as he rubbed his hands up and down your arms to warm you up now that you were out of the pool.

“Oh. Thanks.” You smiled at him as you walked together over to the table.

The avengers lined up near the food table and started to fill up their plates. You stood behind Peter in line and rested your chin on his shoulder.

“Are you gonna get all quiet on me now that we’re out of the water?” You whispered in his ear.

“I might.” Peter whispered back with a coy smile. You smiled back and gave his arm a gentle squeeze.

“I’ll take my chances.” You told him as you grabbed plates for the two of you. You got your food and walked over to the ring of chairs with the rest of the Avengers. There was a fire going on the center of the chairs, making a cozy atmosphere as the sun began to set. Peter sat down in one of the big chairs and you sat down in the same chair. You were squished together and barely had enough room for both your butts to fit, but neither of you cared. Peter blushed a deep pink and smiled at you before resting his head on your shoulder. He could feel the material of your towel against his face and sighed in content. You sat quietly and ate your food while the rest of the team snuck looks at you.

“You two look awfully cozy.” Natasha commented, pulling you and Peter out of your little bubble.

“Yeah. What exactly happened in that pool?” Tony asked, making you and Peter look at each other and laugh.

“Wouldn’t you like to know?“ You shrugged and took a bite of your pasta salad.

“I for one actually would like to know.” Steve said and the group nodded in agreement.

“Too bad.” You stated and leaned back in the chair. Peter smiled and slipped an arm around you as he watched the sun sink into the airy skyline. You stayed out by the pool until it was nighttime, just talking and catching up with everyone. You could hear the bugs and and crickets chirping, the sounds of summer that reminding you of when you were young. You eventually moved into Peters lap and sat with his arms securely around your waist as you participated in the conversation. Eventually, your tiredness overcame you and you let out a yawn.

“Well I personally have a lot of unpacking to do. But this was really fun. Thanks for doing this, Mr. Stark. I had a good time.” You said as you got out of your seat.

“So did I, kiddo.” Tony smiled at you as he gave your hand a squeeze.

“I’ll see you guys tomorrow. Night everyone.” You said to the team.

“Goodnight.” Everyone said to you in a sleepy chorus of partings. You looked down at Peter, who was still in his seat, and nodded towards the door.

“You coming?” You asked him.

“Yeah.” He smiled shyly and got out of his seat. You slipped your hand into Peters and silently walked together until you reached your bedroom in the tower. Peter leaned against your doorway and watched as you took some pajamas out of a packed suitcase.

“Here’s my plan. I don’t actually think I’m gonna unpack. I think I’m just gonna take things out of my suitcase as I need them and one day, the suitcase will be empty.” You explained to Peter as you took some socks out the suitcase.

“That’s a good plan. Or, I could help you unpack. It’ll go quicker if there’s two of us.” Peter suggested, trying to subtly bring the conversation back to the idea of an “us.” Peter watched you smile a little and knew you must’ve caught on to his plan.

“Can we talk about what happened in the pool?” Peter asked quietly as he picked at the paint of your door frame. You stopped riffling around in your suitcase and turned to look at him. You walked over to where he was and rested your hands on his chest. Peters face heated up and you sleepily smiled at him before leaning in to kiss him. He kissed you back, deciding that he liked kissing better when it wasn’t under the water. When you pulled away, you looked into his eyes and patted his chest.

“See you tomorrow, seaweed brain.” You whispered against his lips before pushing him out of you room and shutting the door.

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