Your father's secret

Chapter 10

     That had been four months ago. Peters and I's relationship hasn't progressed, more of the opposite actually. After training that day, I continued to ignore him, he decided to do the same. My dad still made Peter and I train together given our hatred for the other. He said it's our fault that we know each other, hence why we were training together, he did have a fair point. To be honest I've actually fallen for Peter over the course of time we've known each other he could never know that though.

"Miss Stark" Friday projected, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Your dad wants you in the training room" she continued. I rolled my eyes knowing what he wanted.

"Tell him in coming" I returned putting on some clothes and heading out of the room.

I started heading towards the training room where my dad summoned me to. The of so familiar glass doors in front of me. Peter and my dad talking about who knows what. I pressed my thumb to the pin pad. My father gave me access to the training room days after I started, given that he got tired of me always asking. The glass doors opened revealing the two still invested of what they were discussing. I started to walk towards them catching my fathers attention.

"Ah y/n glad to have you join us" Tony nodded. A smirk spread on my lips as Peter rolled his eyes once my name came up.

"Great" he mumbled as I walked closer to him.

"Good to see you too Parker" I returned. Peter scoffed at my words crossing his arms across his chest. My dads gaze glued to us as we both stared each other down. I had to admit this had become very repetitive, walking into the training room with my dad and Peter talking, Peter and I bickering then glaring at each other for a good minute.

"Sorry to ruin this little ritual of yours but let's start to train" my dad interrupted. He walked away nodding for us to start. I positioned my hands with my left in front of my right covering my face. Him doing the same.

"Oh and Parker, no powers" I nodded referring to his super strength.

"No promises" he scowled. I scoffed at his  immatureness. Sometimes I wish we never hated each other I miss the sweet, dorky, kind, innocent Peter but I can't go back in time.

He flew his fist at my face I dodged it with ease as I punched his stomach. He groaned at the pain holding his side. I flew my foot at his brushed side but this time he caught it. My eyes widened at his catch making him smirk. He grabbed my leg and threw me across the room.

"Damn you Parker and your Peter-tingle" I groaned getting up. His smirk immediately dropped at my words. I know he hated having his spidey senses being called Peter tingle. I found that out by dad throwing an apple at Peter and him catching it with one hand while his focus still on his iPhone. My father called it his "Peter tingle" since that day I will never let him live it down.

"That's not what it's called" he scoffed glaring at me as I walked over to him. I let a laugh slip my lips as he raised his fist again, I did the same. I punched his already brushed side this time making him step back at the impacted.

"Nice punch" my father nodded at me in approval. I looked back at Peter him scowling at my fathers words. A smirk grew on my face as that got a rise out of him. He kicked me in the chest making me fall back at the sudden movement.

"Hey! I wasn't ready" I scoffed getting back up.

"Aw sorry" he spoke smirking. Crouched down where I am looking me in my eyes, his stunning hazel ones scanning over my face. I kicked him in the face making him groan and fall back at the impact. I walked over to where he was and did the same thing he did moments before.

"Sorry." I smiled sheepishly reaching out a hand to help him up. Peter took it, instantly pulling me down beside him. He took this chance to straddle me pinning my hands above my head. He smirked above me wiping the blood on his lip with his spare hand. A smile spread onto my lip as I got an idea. I drove my leg into his ass making me flip him over. He groaned as his back made contact with the mats, I smirked above him, he scoffed shaking his head.

"Ok ok that's enough for today, let's keep it PG" my dad spoke walking over to us. If I'm being honest I forget he was still in the room watching us. I got off of Peter giving him enough room to get up under me.

"Sorry dad" I spoke walking towards him. Peter doing the same. He nodded at me telling me to leave, Peter also took the hint walking towards the glass doors I followed him. We walked beside each other in silence.

"You should probably wash that so it doesn't get infected" I spoke breaking the silence. He just kept on walking ignoring me. Fine if he was was going to be immature so was I. Peter and I went our different ways I was going to my room to take a shower who knows what he was going to do.

I got out of the shower drying myself off before putting on a sports bra and black leggings. I flopped onto my bed grabbing my iPhone and started to watch tiktok.

"Friday what time is it?" I questioned charging my iPhone.

"It is 1:30 pm miss Stark" the AI system announced.

"Great" I mumbled getting up. I opened my door to see the avengers scrambling down the hallway. I quickly hid back into my room making sure no one saw me. Where were they going and why wasn't Peter with them. I was snapped out of my thoughts by a gentle knock at my door. I slowly opened it to reveal my dad. I stepped aside allowing him to come in.

"There was a unexpected HYDRA attack, the avengers and I will most likely be back in about two hours. If your going to go out of your room Peter will be here just make sure your back in within two hours" he nodded.

"Ok yeah sure I'll make sure I'll be in my room in two hours, you have my word" I reassured. He sighed a breath of relief. He turned to leave, his hand on the door nob.

"Dad, come back alive" I chuckled nervously trying to brighten the mood. He chuckled slightly before turning back to me.

"Dont I always" he replied leaving my room. I chuckled at his response knowing that he'll come home the best he can. That was around two hours ago my father and the rest of the team still gone. I had left my room a couple of times but each time I saw Peter which wasn't ideal. You would think that living in a tower considering the size it would be easy to avoid someone. I opened my room door I got to the elevator and pressed the kitchen button the doors closed. I felt the elevator go down before a ding sound. The doors opened to reveal the kitchen and of course the one person who I've been trying to avoid Peter. I sighed as he was shirtless with a low hanging pair of joggers on, his focus on his iPhone.

"It's fine don't acknowledge him and he won't acknowledge you" I reassured to myself. I walked into the kitchen alerting him to my prestance, he skimmed his eyes up and down my body. Fuck it.

"Take a picture, it'll last longer" I spat. Peter clenched his jaw, red dust starting to form on his cheeks as he looked back at his iPhone. I opened the fridge, grabbing and apple, Leaning against the marble counter top across from him, I took a bite of my apple. I pulled out my iPhone opening Instagram and started scrolling, I feel upon one of Peters newest post it was of him and his friend laughing, pretty basic for an Instagram post if you ask me. I liked it taking another bite of my apple smirking. His iPhone buzzed from my notification, he furrowed his eyebrows swiping up. Peter looked up at me through his eyelashes questioning my actions. Ignoring his gaze I continued to scroll through Instagram. Half an hour passed of us not talking just sending the other a notification once and awhile if their post came onto their feed.

( I hope that this chapter is ok. I'm working on making the chapters longer and better writing I guess haha. Love you guys, I can't believe we are at 270 reads thats insane thank you guys so much!! xoxo )