An Interesting Morning

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No Ones POV

Peter's eyelids flutter, fighting to open. He won the battle but imminently regretted it because the lights pierced his eyes like little shards of glass. Peter groaned, bringing a hand to his forehead, "Ughhh-"

"Peter?" Harley's voice whispered, still too loud. Peter moved his head up and down slowly, hating how the fabric felt against his neck. "Yep." He mustered out. Peter didn't hear a reply to he opened his eyes again, fighting the urge to close them, and looked around.

He was in the SI med bay again. Great.

Peter, despite just wanting to disappear into nothing because the pain was so strong, turned his head to the right, meeting Harleys eyes. "Hey.." He croaked out.

"Hey.." Harley smiled at him, obviously relived that he's ok and alive. "Last night was crazy, huh."

Peter chuckled a little, regretting how it made his throat ache, "When you put it like that.." he did an over the top wink towards the already laughing boy. Harley shook his head, "Peter no."

"Peter yes."

At this point both boys were doing this demonic laugh, their throats passing away with their sense of humour. When they had settled down a little, they lent their heads back, "Hey, help me bring the beds closer?" Harley questioned, moving his blankets a little and holding out his hand. Peter nodded, bring his own hand forward to connect with Harleys.

They pulled at each other (Peter being careful not to pull Harley out of bed), making the hospital bed roll together (half) smoothly. Harley smiled, proudly, "Piece of cake."

Peter groaned, "Oh don't say that it'll make me hungry!"

Harley raised an eyebrow and copied the wink Peter had displayed earlier, making Peter smack his on the knee lightly, "Shut up!"

"Five more minutes!" Someone said from the corner of the room. Both the boys in unison turned their heads towards the sound, only to see a drunk looking Wade on the floor, wearing a lap coat as a blanket. "Looks comfy." The taller boy says.

Their eyes trail over to the left slightly and found their parents spread out over four air mattresses. Stephan and Tony laying perfectly next to each other, comfortable, whereas Natasha and Bucky looked like they had just been flown into a wall by a bomb. Limbs everywhere, hair swept, face with dust on. "What the hell happened to them?" Peter whispered, not wanting to wake them up.

"Obviously they're only used to sleeping with their boyfriends.."

Peter nods, smiling that they slept here for him and Harley. He loved his parents, nearly as much as saying he had them. "So.. um.. do we talk about what happened last night?" Harley said, fiddling with his bandages, bringing Peter out of his little daze.

"Which part? The nice part of the bit where we got shot?"

Harley smiled, "You thought it was nice?"

Peters face suddenly turned bright pink, "I- yeah- um- didn't you?.."

"No, no, of course I did!" Harley awkwardly chuckles as Peter lets out a sigh of relief. "Peter, if you didn't notice already, especially in the last twenty-four hours, I like you. A lot."

Pete pretended to think about it, "Really?"
Harley nodded. "Well, I like you too. Maybe more."
This made Harleys smile triple. Their moment came.

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