Parley Oneshots

Meet Harley

So this is one where Peter and Harley first meet and get together. Peter is Tony's son

TW: excessive adorableness

Peter POV.

I was just coming back from school, on the subway listening to Fallout Boy. Dad texted me, telling me that there was someone at the compound he wanted me to meet.

Intrigued, I slipped my phone in my pocket and hopped off at my stop.

My dad doesn't know that I'm bi, and I'm planning on telling him soon, maybe in a month or so? Although, that's exactly what I said last month.

I arrived at the compound and pushed open the double doors, making my way up to the living room.

Harley POV.

I was visiting Tony for a few weeks, which was completely awesome, so when I got there we just talked for hours.

Tony told me that he had an adopted son, Peter, who was about my age.

I hadn't actually told Tony that I was gay but whatever.

Soon enough, a gorgeous boy, who I guessed to be Peter walked into the living/dining room, chucked his keys on the counter and took out his earphones.

He turned around and saw the two of us.

He looked at me.

I looked at him.

And he looked at me.

And I looked at him. (a/n idek)

Maybe it was just me already having a massive crush on him, but my gaydar was telling me something...

He stammered, "H-hi, I'm- I'm Peterman, uh, no I mean-"

Tony snorted.

"This is my son, Peter Parker-Stark, who is very pleased to meet you. Right Peter?"

Peter nodded quickly, and reached out to shake my hand.

"Harley," I said with a smile, accepting his handshake and looking into his deep brown eyes.

Peter POV.

Peter you dumbass!

To say that I was embarrassed was an understatement.

I was sure that my face was redder than my Spidey suit, but damn, Harley's eyes were beautiful.

Tony looked between the two of us with a confused expression, probably because we were still shaking hands.

I realized this and abruptly dropped Harley's hand.

I don't know what happened next, I was too busy wondering how soft Harley's fluffy hair was. It looked as soft as a baby sheep's wool, and I just wanted to touch it.

Next thing I knew my dad was clicking his fingers in front of my face impatiently.

"Peter! Wake up!"

I looked at him, breaking my gaze from Harley and suddenly feeling empty. "What?"

Tony looked both exasperated and like he was going to laugh. "You've been staring at Harley for 13 minutes."

My face heated up and I quickly scrambled out of the room, mumbling something about homework.

Harley POV.

Peter was adorable.

It took everything in me to not gaze into his eyes some more, but I managed to keep my attention focused on Tony.