Avenger x Male Reader one-shots

Peter Parker

Title: Porcelain face
Description: Peter catches you singing a song in your room when he goes to tell you he's bored (honestly not a shocker).
Warnings: none
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It was a normal relaxing day in the Avengers compound. Peter was walking to the elevator that would lead to your room. You see, Tony was working with Bruce in the lab trying to figure out some equation. Peter knew you would be in your room reading or playing video games so he decided to join you. After he exited the elevator he walked towards your room with a smile on his face. The closer he got the more he could hear a guitar strumming and soft singing.

"I drew on a hat with some black sunglasses
A girl took my shades and she sharpied eyelashes
A boy stole my snapback and burned my hair straight
I'm the kid with the cardboard face"

Peter couldn't help but open the door and watch at the sound of your voice. Your voice was gentle and calm. It made Peter feel safe.

"But I met a boy with a porcelain name
Easy to talk to but hard to explain
What do I do when I'm falling for you?
The boy with a porcelain name
Meets a boy with a cardboard face."

There was a boy? He didn't know y/n was gay. Even then, who was the boy y/n singing about. Peter felt it heart crack a little. He liked you. He liked everything about you. From your messy hair to your bright personality. Instead of leaving he stayed. He stayed because as much as his heart ached at you liking someone else, he couldn't bring himself to stop listening to the angelic voice that you carried.

"He went to an artist to make him look new
To cover his scars like a shotgun tattoo
The colors they stayed but then faded away
The boy with the porcelain name."

Scars? Shotgun? What did that boy go through? Everyone one had their own form of scars. For example Peter had to pay simple price for being Spider-Man. Bullet wounds and stabs weren't that common but he did have a couple of scars on his body from them.

"But I met a boy with a porcelain name
Easy to talk to but hard to explain
What do I do when I'm falling for you?
The boy with a porcelain name
Meets a boy with a cardboard face."

The same line was repeated and the same thing happened. Peter's heart ached and longed for it to be over but at the same time he didn't want it to stop. He liked the feeling of your words ringing through his ears and it almost made it fall in love with you all over again. Love? Peter only had a crush on you. But...he couldn't deny it.

He loved you. He loved how you cheered him up on sad days, he loved your hugs, he loved how excited you got when rambling about your favorite things, he loved the bright smile on your face, he loved the way you said his name, he loved how smart you were, he loved everything about you.

The same verse was repeated and the tune changed as the end came near. Peter listened more intently and watched as you closed your eyes and focused on the next words.

"But I met boy with a porcelain name
He's easy to talk to he's hard to explain
What do I do c'mon tell me it's true
Peter Parker with a porcelain name
Might love a boy with a cardboard face."

The boy was him? Y/n was falling for him? He liked him? Well obviously he just said it. Peter couldn't stop the smile growing on his face. With that he knocked on the door and saw the panicked look on your face.

"How long have you been standing there?" He asked. Peter scratched the back of his neck with a sheepish smile on his face. "Not long...just the uh entire time," Peter got more quiet with each word as he progressed.

He groaned and put his head in his hands in embarrassment. "Oh Peter, I'm so sorry. You must be so mad at me." He whined.

"No I uh...I'm not mad...trust me I'm not." Peter reassured. You looked up from your hands and studied Peter's face. Looking for any sort of hint that he was lying.

"You aren't? Why? You aren't uncomfortable knowing a guy likes you?" Y/n asked quietly. Peter frowned.

He then walked more into the room and sat at the edge of your bed. Peter couldn't help but study every inch of your handsome face, watching how your e/c eyes looked right back at him.

"I'm not mad or uncomfortable because...I like you too Y/n. I like everything about you. From your h/c hair to your amazing personality. When I heard you sing about a boy I couldn't help but feel jealous that they took your heart instead of me. But I kept listening even though I knew it wasn't me you were talking about. I feel safe when you're near me and I couldn't help but fall for you." Peter concluded and watched your reaction.

He watched how tears started to form in your eyes and how you looked down while starting to cry. He immediately went into panic mode. "I-I'm sorry! I didn't mean to make you cry! Y/n I'm so sorry." Peter got closer and just as he was going to wipe away your tears you pulled him in for a hug.

"Peter, you're too sweet for your own good! God I just- no one's ever said that to me before. That's why I like you. You say the sweetest things, you're always so kind, and you bring the best out of everyone." Y/n squeezed tighter and smiled on his shoulder.

Peter hugged back and held you like he was going to lose you. A few minutes later the two of you pulled apart and looked at each other. You two slowly inched your faces closer together and as you two were about a centimeter away from each other's lips, Peter whispered "Can I kiss you?". It was so quiet that you almost missed it. You smiled lightly and nodded.

That was all it took for Peter to fully close your eyes and put his lips on yours. His lips were so soft it could make silk jealous. The kiss was so gentle and sweet that it was almost like he didn't want to break you. As if you were made of China. But it sent wonderful sparks through your body and you loved it. A few moments later you both pulled back. He smiled so bright you were afraid his face would break. You couldn't help but smile back.

"Y/n, since we both like each other...do you want to be my boyfriend?" Peter asked looking down nervously. You chuckled a little bit.

"Of course Peter." You answered. He looked back up and smiled again. "Does that mean I can kiss you again?" He asked sheepishly.

"Yes it does."

And with that he pulled you into another beautiful kiss.
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