Peter Parker Imagines

Jealous | Peter x Request (whiskerwinchester Request)

Peter x Requested Character (Starks Daughter)

Word Count: 3000

Warnings: None

For @whiskerwinchester

☆★☆★☆

Life as Tony Stark's daughter was generally busy. Not because of the paparazzi, because no one knew I was a Stark since my father had me enrolled at school under a different surname. Only Peter knew I was a Stark, and he didn't care. He'd been my friend for a long time, long before he ever found out that I was Tony Stark's daughter. Even after he'd found out, he'd treated me the exact same.

That's why my life was so busy. I had to maintain my cover at all times, as well as live with the rest of the Avengers. This wasn't so bad, especially since I got to hang out with Wanda all the time. She was pretty cool and very kind. I had a room in Stark tower, but since they were vacating the tower and using it strictly for business purposes, I preferred to spend my time in the new Avengers facility.

My room was next to my fathers, and I was across the hall from Vision. He enjoyed it when I gave him cooking lessons with Wanda. I'm pretty sure it's just because he has a major crush on her though. Every day after school ends, I say goodbye to Peter and head towards where Happy is waiting in one of my father's many cars. He's been ordered to drive me around by my father, but I can tell he doesn't mind it. It gives him a break from being so busy, and we can pick up ice cream on the way to the Avengers HQ.

That's what I was doing right now. The bell signalling the end of the school day had just rung, allowing me to ditch Physics and head for the front doors. Peter was waiting for me like usual, looking out to the carpark with interest. "Hey Pete," He spotted me amongst the crowd of students, making his way over to my side as we followed the crowd outside. "So, what's the ride rotation on today?" Peter enjoyed making fun of the schedule Happy had for which car he picked me up in. "Well, smartass, it's a Wednesday. That means it's Lamborghini day."

Peter let out an appreciative whistle as he spotted the bright orange Lamborghini Aventador in the parking lot with students surrounding it. "Your dad sure does have good taste." I rolled my eyes as one of the students took a picture of the car. It happened nearly every week. "Yeah, he sure does. So, are you coming over tonight or what?" Peter got a little confused, frowning slightly. "Huh?" I nudged him with a hand, sort of annoyed that he'd forgotten. "Study night. We have that Biology test coming up?"

Peter then nodded hastily. "Oh, yeah! Right. I'll get my Aunt to drop me off when she gets home from work." Without any hesitation, I hugged Peter tightly. "See you tonight then." He hugged me back quickly, and it sent a pang of regret through my heart. I shouldn't even be thinking about Peter as more than a friend since we'd been this way for years now. But I couldn't help imagining what it would be like to be more than a friend to him. He was just so sweet and honest. Not to mention attractive. Very much so.

Only a few moments later, I stepped back from Peter, quickly making my way over to Happy and my fathers Lamborghini. Hushed whispers could be heard from the students around the Lamborghini as I got in the passenger's seat. Everyone thought I was the daughter of some rich tycoon. Maybe a crime boss. Man, if they knew I was a Stark, they'd probably never let me live it down. "Afternoon, Ashley." Happy greeted me as soon as I got in. "Hey Happy. How's your day been?" Barely missing a student, Happy pulled out of the parking lot, the Lamborghini purring as we hit the main road.

"Well, pardon my french, but it's been pretty shitty. Your father's making me organise the transportation of the rest of his tech from Stark tower to the new facility." Poor Happy. He was always so busy, and despite his name, rarely smiled. Not even when I tried to take a nice picture of him for my Instagram. "That sucks. I'll play a game of chess with you later on if it'll make you feel better." The teeny tiniest smile hinted at Happy's face, making me grin. At least I could somewhat brighten his day.