(by peterbenjiparker on tumblr)
You were not staring.
You swear you were not staring.
Peter just came out of the shower. His grey sweatpants were hanging low on his hips. His curls wet and a towel was draped over his shoulders. You licked your lips.
His abs were prominent after all the work he had to do during the mission you both just came back from. You were incredibly tired. You just wanted to go to sleep after watching a movie with the rest of the avengers but Peter was giving you other ideas.
Have you ever seen Peter shirtless when the avengers were in the same room as you two? No. He usually prefers to be shirtless only when you were around or he was alone. But do you mind seeing Peter shirtless when the rest of the avengers are in the same room as you two? Certainly not.
He opened the refrigerator, fetching out a bottle of water. As he brought the bottle to his lips, drinking the liquid. Drops of water rolling down his chin. Was it possible to be jealous of a fucking bottle? Yes, because you were jealous of a fucking bottle. The things you would do to be that bottle and have Peter just suck on you and—
You clenched your thighs at the thought.
Honestly, it's not your fault. You didn't get any alone time since two weeks because of the mission. You were frustrated and you thought it was getting on Peter's nerves too.
"Peter, do you not have a shirt?" Sam said, rolling his eyes at him as he plopped down on the other end of the couch you were sitting on.
Fuck you, Wilson.
You wanted to strangle him. Why was he interrupting your view? Fuck off and do whatever bird shit you do, Sam.
"Put something on, Parker." Buck said as he pulled out the popcorn from the oven. "No one wants to see you naked."
You wanted to see him naked. Fuck off, Barnes. You were tempted to beat him up with his own metal arm.
"Uhh," Peter glanced down at himself, a blush forming on his cheeks as he set the bottle aside. "Sorry, I just—all my shirts are in laundry. I was just going to get one from Y/n's room."
Please don't, you pleaded silently and Bucky waved him off dismissively as Peter scurried out of the living room.
You curled up in a ball on your side of the couch. Disappointed as Peter went to put on a shirt.
Bucky came up to your side to grab a hold of the remote. He glanced at you and offered the bowl of popcorn nonchalantly.
"Fuck off." You snapped at him. You snatched the bowl from his hands, keeping it on your lap. He reached for it but you growled at him. He was taken aback at your words, he blinked at you in surprise.
"What did he do now?" Sam asked.
"Shut your fucking mouth, Wilson."
"Okay, woah." Sam held up his hands in defense. "Are you on your period or something?"
You glared at the man, scoffing as you looked away. The room filled with the rest of the avengers. Tony, your dad settled on the seat on the other side of the couch with Steve. Bruce and Nat sitting on the floor over the cushions. Wanda was seated right beside Tony on the floor. You set the bowl of popcorn on the table for everyone else.
Peter kissed your cheek softly as he settled beside you. Sadly, he was wearing a shirt that you stole from him a few months ago. He pulled the blankets to cover you both as you curled into his side and his arm came around your shoulder. You leaned against his chest as the movie started.
