LoveBite [2]

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Peter makes his way towards the table and grabs his drink. He takes a few sips of his before quick movement appears from his peripherile.

"Peter, Peter, Peter." Satine hurries over and he quickly swallows while setting down his glass with wide eyes. "I have to pee so bad." She hands him her phone while shaking her head with a chuckle and wrinkled brows and he instantly smiles and laughs a bit. "I'll be back." She runs off while he shakes his head at her.

He turns away and pushes her phone in his coats pocket before more movement comes, but from the other direction.

"Oh, my boy." May sings with her hands up to cup his cheeks and he chuckles, while grabbing her wrists. "I was waiting for you to be alone, but you're constantly moving."

"Yeah, tell me about it." He jokes and she tilts her head with a grin and happy tears in her eyes.

"Your parents would be so proud of you right now." She grazes her thumb over his cheekbone and he hangs his head with a grin. "So proud."

"I know." He nods softly. "I bet they would love Satine too." He breathes a smile and she slowly shakes her head as a tear slips out.

"Oh, so much. Ugh." She groans with an eye-roll and he chuckles slightly. "Her and Ben would be best friends, let me tell you that." She nods surely with raised brows and wide eyes, making him laugh a bit. "Her sassy little attitude, he would adore her." She slides her hands to his shoulders. "You know, I love you both, right?"

"Of course." He nods certainly.

"Good." She smiles a bit. "Don't you forget that." She shakes her head with a slightly firmer voice and he slowly grins.

"Never."

She pulls him down to press a kiss to his forehead before she walks off, leaving him alone again. He takes a deep breath and turns away, only for his eyes to land on Satines from where she stands behind him, leaning her hand on the table with a tilted head and wrinkled brows.

"Hey." He reaches for her and she takes his hand.

"Hi, Pavúk." She wraps her arms around his waist to hug him tight as he lays his cheek on her head, hers on his chest. "They're here." She states surely and he grins a bit. "If anyone, it'd be them to visit, even just for a day."

"You think so?"

"I'm sure of it." She slowly releases her hold and looks up at him with her hands on his hips. "I may have never been able to meet them, but I know they're here. They're here for you everyday."

"Everyday?" He squints his eyes and she slowly smiles.

"Oh, my goodness." She nudges his chest in disbelief and he chuckles. "You're absolutely horrible."

"I'm --"

He quickly interrupted by the sudden ding of a spoon against glass. His eyes flicker up behind her with a growing smile as she confusedly turns to see what the ruckus is all about.

"What does that mean?!" She shouts to Bucky and he shrugs with a grin as Sam sits back with the same exact grin, while the small crowd surrounding smiles. "Sam, what did you --?!"

She's cut off by a tap on her arm, drawing her attention back to Peter. He pushes his hand in his pocket and places his finger beneath her chin to lean in for a single second kiss before he backs away with a grin. Her head whips around to the small sound of celebration and she thinks for a moment before slowly smiling.

"Wait, that's what that means?" She turns her head to Peter and he nods. "Oh."

She quickly grabs her glass and spoon and starts tapping it in front of him and he quickly takes them down with a bright smile, making her laugh excitedly, while the others laugh too. She jumps a bit, pleasently adoring this new trick.

"I'm going to get a bell." She bounces on her heel.

"You are not going to get a bell." He chuckles with raised brows and she covers her mouth, to hide her laugh. "You're gonna do it anyway." He nods in realization and she hurries away, causing him to sigh in defeat with his head back. "That'll be the death of me."

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"Excuse me, Prince Charming's." Satine sings as she comes up behind Sam and Bucky and they turn with furrowed brows. "Come, my darlings." She grabs their hands and starts pulling.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" Sam chuckles as they follow along with no other choice, making her smile.

"I want to dance with you." She stops in the middle of the dance floor switches her hands around, still holding theirs.

"Oh, no, no." Bucky shakes his head, while pulling his hand free.

"Yes, come on, you have to." She begs, while holding his arm. "If you don't, I'm going to tell Tony and he'll kick you out of the compound."

"He doesn't even live there anymore." Sam grimaces.

"But he still owns the building and everything in it." She pulls them closer. "And, he made your newest suits. Fun fact, so did I." She nods with wide eyes and they roll theirs. "So, yes, you have to." She smiles and they just stand still and stare at her. "Don't make me force you." She grabs their fingers. "Come on." She sings, while spinning herself under Bucky's finger and he grins a bit with hip tongue poking his bottom lip. "You guys suck, I hope you know that." She does the same to Sam and they chuckle lightly.

She chuckles with a lip-biting smile and spins on her own to see Peter teasingly laughing with Pietro. She jumps a bit as she turns back to them with a tiny happy clap and they look at each other with small smiles.

"You look like my guard dogs." She places her hands on their arms and they chuckle, while shaking their heads. "Go on, I'm done with you." She waves them away and Sam nudges her elbow as he walks past before Bucky lays his arm over her shoulders to bring her along.

"You look amazing, by the way." He leans down a bit.

"Thank you." She grins with her head hung slightly. "You're so much nicer than your boyfriend." She grumbles and he smiles as Sam laughs a bit.

Bucky releases her and she heads directly to Peter at their table, soon before Tony drops by.

"Now, I don't know if she happened to recap this to you yet," he starts with squinted eyes and they immediately turn, "but, as I told her, if something goes bad between you two and you hurt even an inch of her heart," he shakes his head and Peter's brows furrow in confusion as Satine smiles, "the Iron Legion will be sent to find you and hurt every inch of you." He nods surely. "Got that?"

"... What in the world?" He turns to her with a breathy voice and his arms out as she laughs brightly behind her hands, making him scoff a smile. "Yes." He nods. "I understand."

"Good." He grins and walks off and Peter turns back to her.

"Does he not realize that I met him first?" He shakes his head and she lays her head in his chest, almost unable to breathe. "Unbelievable."