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Peter Parker x Reader - Chemistry

Word count: 881

Requested by: My brain

A/N: This is just a random idea I had, it's not very well written (in my opinion), but I hope you enjoy. 

Y/N

I was running late for class. Extremely late. Class started a whole minute ago! And I would probably make it to the classroom in two minutes. That's three whole minutes!

When I finally made it to the room, I ran into someone. He had short, fluffy brown hair and chocolate brown eyes. He was cute.

Her papers went scattering all over the floor.

"Shit," she and the boy said at the same time.

"I'm so sorry," he said, dropping down to his knees to help pick up her papers. "I'm Peter. You're new here, right?"

I nodded. "Yeah, I moved here from Boston."

I wouldn't tell anyone why she moved here though. My parents weren't alive, and I didn't like telling people my legal guardian was Natasha Romanoff; too much attention.

"What's your name?" Peter asked, handing me my papers. Our hands brushed, and I could've sworn I saw him blush a little.

"I'm Y/N L/N."

"That's a pretty name," the boy said, but caught himself, coughing awkwardly. "Forget I said that."

I looked him in the eyes, a serious expression on my face. "I will never forget that moment. Ever. In my life."

Peter froze and I chuckled. "I'm joking, I'll probably forget in a couple hours."

I walked into the classroom, only to realize Peter was following me.

The only two seats left were in the back of the class. Next to each other.

"Mr. Parker, Ms. L/N, would you like to explain why you're late?"

Peter tensed up. He opened his mouth to speak, but was cut off by the professor. "I don't want to hear it."

I looked at the professor in confusion. Was this normal? I shrugged it off, taking a seat next to Peter. 

Peter

Oh my Thor she's sitting next to me the cute girl is sitting next to me!

Okay, calm down Peter, I chided myself. You just met her. You only know her name and her hometown, nothing else.

I kept sneaking glances at her, but she must've noticed because she kept looking at me, like she was trying to figure me out.

There's not much to figure out about me, except maybe that I'm Spiderman. Okay, yeah, I hear myself. That's not 'not much'.

Later, Mr. Stark called. Luckily I was at my house with Ned, so nothing really unusual.

"Kid," Mr. Stark said through the phone. "You need to come to Avengers tower immediately. There's someone you need to meet."

I immediately stood up, getting me some confused glances from Ned and Aunt May.

"Mr. Stark needs me!"

"Really?" Ned asked. "That's so cool!"

Y/N

As the self-appointed mechanic (not really but kinda. It's Tony's job, but he's always busy saving the world and shit so I took it), it's my job to make upgrades to suits and stuff.

"Hey, Masshole," Tony said.

"Please, don't call me that, Mr. Stank."

"I'm just gonna pretend you didn't just say that. Spiderman'll be here soon."

"Spider-what now? What kind of name is that?" I laughed, putting my goggles on my forehead.

"Hey, I didn't pick it. The kid did," Tony said, ruffling my hair. Rude.

"Wait, kid?"

Tony ignored me. Rude squared. 

This so-called Spiderman came in with a hideous outfit. Some weird red suit, I honestly don't know how to describe it.

Tony seemed to like him, though, so that's nice. He must be a nice boy. 

"Uh, hi!" he said. I recognized that voice. Maybe. I don't know. Probably just my imagination. 

Peter

Oh shit. 

Ooooh shit. 

The girl in my chemistry class is the girl Mr. Stark wanted me to meet? The girl I definitely don't have a crush on? 

Mr. Stark snapped me out of my thoughts. "Savannah here is new to the team, so she'll need to know your identity. Take your mask off." 

"Uh, yes sir!" I said, slowly taking off my mask. My face was probably really red. 

And I noticed Savannah was blushing as well. Huh. Cute. 

"Peter?" she exclaimed, breaking me away from my headspace. "You're Web Head?"

"Uh... Yeah?" 

Tony

I rolled my eyes at Peter. It was obvious he liked her. 

"Well, I'll leave you two to chat." 

"Tony, wait," Y/N said. "You haven't finished the repairs to Uncle Clint's bow!" 

"You can finish them! He probably trusts you more than me, honestly," I said before leaving and closing the door behind me.

"Wait," Peter said with a frown. "Hawkeye's your uncle? Is that why you're on the team?" 

Y/N let out a soft chuckle. "You're adorable. And since you're apparently an Avenger, I'll tell you. Black Widow's my mom." 

Peter 

Okay. So, this girl I liked was the daughter of one of the most famous Avengers. Cool. 

Yeah, I don't got a chance with her. 

Y/N

The boy I like is an Avenger. 

I don't have a chance, do I?

You know what? Screw this. Screw everything. Screw life. I'm gonna ask him out.

"So," I began. "You seem pretty cool. And I know we just met like, today, so it's probably weird if I do this, but would you wanna go out sometime?" 

Peter

Wow. She just asked me out, didn't she? Is this a dream? Do spiders dream? 

"Yes!" I exclaimed. "I mean, uh... Cool. Sure. Why not?" Nice save. 

"Cool," she said. "See you around, Web Head."