And Then I Wrote Marvel

Prompts 20, 30, and 41

20. "No, what you need is some pizza and a hug."
30. "There's nothing I can do about it."
41. "You call that a kiss?"
bff!Natasha/Peter Parker x Reader

Your head dropped onto the table again. "This doesn't make any sense," you groaned."

Natasha looked over your shoulder at your homework. "There's nothing I can do about it," she shrugged. "I bet you could get Parker to help you.

Your cheeks flamed pink. "Why would he want to do this? He's like three levels ahead of me," you reasoned.

"Why wouldn't he want to help you?" she teased.

"Shut up," you pleaded. "All I need right now is silence. You're not very good at that."

"No, what you need is some pizza and a hug--the latter from a certain Spidey," she suggested.

"Nat, no! Stop!"

"The more you deny it, the more that I know it's true," she said in a sing-song voice.

"What's true?" the devil himself asked, walking over to where you and Natasha were bantering.

"Nat can't help with math to save her life," you squeaked, the tips of your ears burning.

"I can," he offered innocently. He had no clue, clueless little cutie. "What are you doing right now?"

"Um...trig. Yes," you replied awkwardly.

"Oh! I can definitely help you, then," he smiled.

"It's like a study date! You two are so cute!" Natasha gushed.

"It's not a study date, I'm just...helping her out," Peter claimed.

"Yeah, Nat, that's it," you emphasized. "Leave us alone."

"I don't know if I want to leave you alone," Natasha grimaced. "I feel like that would be a bad idea."

"We're not going to do anything! Right, Peter?"

You turned to your friend, who was as red as you felt. "Nothin' but study," he supported you.

"Fine, don't admit your undying love to each other," Natasha fumed, storming off. "Your choice to remain in awkwardness forever." She joined in a conversation at the bar with a couple other Avengers, who were quickly clearing out the pizza boxes.

"So, uh," Peter started, "how did you end up doing trig at the trainee sleepover?"

"This is my last chance to do it before it's due on Monday," you responded.

"Ah, busy weekend planned?"

"Oh, dude, you have no idea," you groaned. "I mean, tonight's Friday, and you know that we're not going to have any free time tomorrow..."

"And no time Sunday, either?"

You shook your head. "So, if I want to live until next Saturday, I have to finish this."

"It's not that bad, is it?"

You have him a skeptical look. "You want to find out?"

"Nope, okay, then. Let's get this done, then," he agreed.

Natasha crept back over. "How's my favorite high-school superhero couple doing?" she asked.

"Go away, Nat. Your presence is not necessary," you hinted.

"Nope, I want to see some (L/N)/Parker action over here," she said.

You sighed, stood up quickly, and pressed a quick kiss to Peter's warm, red cheek. Natasha threw back her head and laughed.

"You call that a kiss?"