Avengers and their Peter

Maroon (Parley's version)

A/N: this oneshot is angst, my first time writing it, bare with me.

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The Love

When the morning came we,

were cleaning incense off your,

 vinyl shelf cause we lost track of time again,

Tony was very angry at Harley and Peter. They shared a lab, and it was so messy. 

"guys, this is where you work, its supposed to be a temple for you. I want this clean by tomorrow, understood?" Peter and Harley groaned then nodded, starting the job. After cleaning for a while, they got distracted by the song, Lover by Taylor Swift, playing in the background. They started dancing, and laughing. By the end of it, they were laying on the floor, a lovesick smile on their faces.

 Laughing with my feet in your lap

Like you were my closest friend

How'd we end up on the floor anyway? You say

"Your roommate's cheap-ass screw-top rosé, that's how"

I see you every day now 

"How'd we end up on the floor anyway?" wondered Peter. "Taylor's songs are drugs, nd we're high on them, that's how." said the blond. And they laughed, for hours, before going back to cleaning till morning. They got distracted by a song and started dancing, Harls being a gentleman, making Pete laugh.

And I chose you

The one I was dancing with

In New York, no shoes

Looked up at the sky and it was

the burgundy on my t-shirt when you splashed your wine into me ,

and how the blood rushed into my cheeks

So scarlet, it was

the mark they saw on my collarbone 

the rust that grew between telephones

the lips I used to call home,

so scarlet, it was

Maroon

When the silence came, we

Were shaking blind and hazy

How the hell did we lose sight of us again?

Sobbing with your head in your hands

Ain't that the way, It always end?

                                                                 THE BREAKING POINT

Peter and Harley had a fallout. Peter had gone on a mission without telling anyone. He had broke his T1 vertebrae and hadn't told anyone. Fortunately, his healing factor took care of it. Harley was disgruntled. He found out when Peter winced while he hugged him from behind in the morning. He was about to leave for Tennessee that day and Peter had gotten himself hurt. As expected, there was and attack of words. "What do you mean, you don't wanna bother us? Your welfare is our responsibility and so it is yours!!!" screamed Harley. "I care that you're here, y'know! You're leaving today! How could I not hide it?!?!?!" said Peter, a little scared of Harley. "That's bull. Stop lying to yourself. You know I wouldn't have left if I knew you were hurt!" Harley then stopped for a second, then a look a *fake* realization dawned on him. "Were you... Were you trying to get rid of me?"