Parley Oneshots

Sweatshirts

Super cliché one here, I think I already did one like this but this one will be more fluffy than angsty hehe

TW: obnoxious Eugene

Third person POV.

Peter waited until Harley left the room before rushing to his dresser and grabbing one of Harley's hoodies at random, stuffing it in his bag before Harley walked in with their breakfast.

"Hey Darlin', eggs?" He held up a tray of scrambled eggs on bagels and the two sat on the bed, munching on their brekkie.

Soon enough Peter was heading off to school, Happy dropping him off at the entrance.

It didn't take long for Peter to start getting strange looks from his peers.

Cindy came up to him nosily, "Hey Pete, who's Keener?"

Peter wondered where she had gotten the name but just struggled mysteriously, "Somebody."

Abe scoffed, "Well obviously, your wearing their sweatshirt."

Peter's face reddened and he tried to pretend that he knew what jumper he was wearing all along.

"Oh, that... yeah, that's there. I'm chill..."

Peter internally facepalmed. Smooth.

Throughout the day Peter didn't make much of an effort to hide the name on his sweatshirt, he didn't think that anybody would really care that much.

He was wrong.

When questioning Peter proved to be fruitless, many people began to ask Ned and MJ who Keener was, but they kept their lips sealed.

[Time skip]

It was decathlon practice just after school, only for an hour or so, and Peter was chatting happily with Ned and Michelle.

"I'm telling you, this guy was selling the Millennium Falcon set for only $20! It was a complete missed opportunity!"

Ned was talking about how a stranger approached him and Michelle while they were walking to school that day, this homeless-looking man had offered them a Millennium Falcon LEGO set for $20, when the full price would be closer to $800.

"Ned!" Peter got his friend's attention by snapping his fingers infront of his face.

Ned looked a little affronted, "What?"

"My spidey sense is going off just hearing about this guy, you should be glad MJ dragged you out of there before you could give him your lunch money." Peter shook his head at Ned's glum face, chuckling under his breath a little.

That's when Flash strutted over, making the three internally groan. Well, MJ groaned externally which Flash didn't like all that much.

"Hey, Jones," Flash pointed his chin in MJ's direction, challenging her team captain-ness. "Do you have a problem with me?"

Michelle looked like she was trying not to laugh. She didn't spare Flash a glace before addressing the rest of the Decathlon team; "All in favor of Flash being kicked off the team, say 'aye'."

Half the team didn't even look up before raising their hands and chorusing "Aye!"

Peter and Ned abruptly stifled their laughter, but not so discretely.

Flash heard the two sniggering and rounded on Peter.

"Got something to say, Parker?!"

Peter stopped laughing and opened his mouth to speak, but Flash wasn't done yet.

"You know what, I think I'm just going to voice the question everyone's been wondering-"

"Why you're still here?" MJ looked at him, bored.

Flash faltered for a second before ignoring her and continuing to say, infuriated, "Who the fuck is Keener, and why the fuck does Penis Parker have someone else's name on his fucking sweatshirt?!"

Everyone was taken aback, looking at Flash strangely but also bearing expectant looks towards Peter. The silence was deafening for a short second, before Ned thoughtlessly blurted, "Because it's his boyfriend's jumper you dipshit!"

He clapped his hand over his mouth, looking apologetically towards Peter.

Peter wasn't too worried about that, to tell the truth, he was more worried about the fact that Harley was standing over Flash's shoulder, towering over him and glaring him down, waiting for Eugene to notice him.

Of course Flash kept going. Why wouldn't he?

He started to laugh in the otherwise silent room, hysterically and obviously very forced.

"Penis Parker has a boyfriend?! Sure, and I'm Spider-Man!"

It was then that Harley snickered, making Flash jump at the sudden noise right next to him, and squealing like a chinchilla.

He jumped away with a, "Who are you?!"

Harley extended his hand, false kindness lacing his words but venom in his eyes.

"The name's Harley."

Flash tentatively shook his hand, and Harley finished his sentence, "Harley Keener."

Flash calculated things for half a second before he yanked his hand back in realization.

His mouth was open like a goldfish, "Keener? Like - the - like - Keener?"

"That's right," Harley ran his hand through his hair and took a step forward.

"I believe you said something quite nasty to my boyfriend over there."

Harley didn't even need to gesture, or say Peter's name because Flash instantly started backing away towards the wall. "Oh- nah don't even worry about that... me and Pen-Parker... we're tight. Best bros... heh."

Harley cocked his head slightly in an almost kind but completely terrifying way. Then the world froze for a split second and Keener had rammed Flash into the wall, effectively knocking the wind out of him before speaking, no longer containing the hate and poison in in his words.

"You know what, you're not even worth it but I'm gonna give you a warning anyway. Stay. Away. From Peter."

Flash was gasping for air as Harley's grip tightened around his collar.

He nodded vigorously, tapping Harley's hand as though it was a wrestling match.

Harley released Flash and he crumbled to the ground where Harley rolled his eyes at his dramatics. He turned back to the decathlon team, all negative energy dispersed from his body and smiled at the group warmly.

Cindy Moon blushed and batted her eyelashes up at him. He chuckled, "Have you not figured out yet that I am extremely gay?"

She flushed and lowered her eyes.

Peter shook his head, "Well that was dramatic." Harley looked to see Peter peering at him like 'was that really necessary?'

Harley smiled even wide than before, "Darlin'! How was your day?"

Peter stood and stepped towards him as he spoke, "Well it's better now," he said cheekily.

Harley opened his arms and wrapped Peter in an embrace which earned a couple 'aww' s from half the girls who had already started to ship them.

Then they kissed each other which was even more adorable.

Peter loved his boyfriend so much, and every part of the kiss was as passionate as it was sweet, and neither boy could put into words his love for the other.

Okay I liked this one even though it's probably been written like 100+ times hehe