Always | Peter Parker x Reader

Chapter 1: Moving day

"Dad! Come on already!" I yelled from my kitchen. 'Jeez' I thought to myself, annoyed.

It was moving day, and it's already been an hour of me sitting on my ass waiting for him to finish up.

He didn't answer after around five minutes, so I carelessly walked through the large living room/kitchen and down to his workshop even though, he said I couldn't because he didn't want me to see what he was working on for his new suits.

"Hey," I said. "What the hell is taking you so long?"

"What do you mean, it's only-" My dad checked his watch, " Shit! It's already 2 o'clock, we gotta go!" he exclaimed.

"Yeah I know," I said, frustrated. "Wanda texted me an hour ago she said everyone's there, waiting for us."

"All right, give me five minutes." He started to then clean up his tools into a box. "And don't think that I'll forget about you coming in here."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, sorry." I rolled my eyes and started walking around. I hadn't been down here since I was what, four or five? I remember being shocked, as I walked in on my dad literally flying around the room. I can still remember how in awe I was as I saw all of his iron suits. They looked a bit like manikins, each one more complex as the last as you walked down the huge row, against the walls. They were all a mix of fiery red and an astonishing gold. I sighed as I sat down on one of his stools.

Ever since the day my dad announced to the world that he was Iron Man, I had of been worried about his life every time he took off in those suits. I think that may be the reason I struggle with ADD and anxiety. I had it before, but it seems to keep getting worse. Every mission he went on with the Avengers, and any time he left in his suit, really.

My dad said that since the Sikovian accords had been signed by each and every avenger, including Cap's side, finally, instead of living in our Miami house it would be better to assemble as a group. Also, I finally get to meet Spider-Man

So now, we are moving to New York into Stark Tower. I mean, technically, it's the Avengers tower. He bought it, so I guess that's fair. I'm hoping by the time I turn 18, I'll be a part of the team. 

"Hey, kiddo," Happy Hogan said, as I walked out of our house, taking one last look. I'm not really going to miss it, I don't think. I'm just excited to start a new life, you know? Start fresh, new city, new school, new reputation.

"Hey," I replied, giving him a fist bump.

Happy had worked for my father for a couple years now, and we've gotten pretty close. Whenever my dad went away on missions Happy would 'babysit' me, I guess you could say. He lives with us, so he's technically just there. He's a pretty chill dude, not strict at all. He's like an older brother to me. I don't know what I would do without our movie nights or long midnight talks, to be honest.

"Excited for the move?" He asked me.

"Oh my god, hell yeah."

"Well why don't we get going then?" he laughed

On that note I jumped in the car, so excited to see my new place.

The drive was painful and tiring, but soon, we got to the airport. Thank god we didn't have to go through security, since my dad was Tony Stark, our private jet was waiting for us.

I walked into the plane, got into one of the seats, and got comfortable. It wasn't really a long flight, at all, actually. I plugged my ear phones Into my iPhone , and hit shuffle on my Spotify playlist. I closed my eyes, and after what seemed like 10 minutes, we were already there.

The drive from the airport to Stark tower had a lot more traffic that I was used to. I guess since Manhattan is heavily populated, it does make sense. But it's also hella annoying.

After around a half hour, we finally got there.

I looked up at the tower from the ground, taking in how huge the building was. I ran through the front door, not waiting for my dad or Happy, and went straight to the elevator. Before I got in, I quickly texted Wanda.

[Y/N] Hey what floor r u guys on? Just got here

[Wanda] 10th

[Y/N] k thanks

[Wanda] np. Now get up here already! Everyone's waiting lol

[Y/N] okkkk I'm cominggggg

I then got into the elevator, trying to contain my excitement.

"Good afternoon, Y/N. Which floor are you proceeding to?" Friday asked, my dad's new AI. Since Jarvis was unfortunately killed by Ultron and everything.

"10th, please."

30 seconds later, the doors opened, revealing an enormous room with couches, a huge TV, the kitchen, and a beautiful view from out the windows.

"Hey! Look who finally showed up!" Steve shouted out.

I smiled as I ran out, waving to everyone and giving Natasha a hug. 

There was also a boy, a couple inches taller than me leaning on the couch, awkwardly. I immediately recognized him as Spider-Man, the newest hero of queens. I've seen a couple of his YouTube videos, and this dude is awesome.

"H-hey, I-I-I'm Peter," he stuttered,  and ripped off his mask. "Sorry, I just got back from patrolling and haven't changed yet," he smile, while reaching out his hand to shake mine.

"Y/N,"  I replied taking his hand. I've gotta admit, this boy's kinda cute.

He quickly cleared his throat, and sat down.

"S-so, uh, you're Mr Stark's daughter?" He asked.

"Yeah," I looked over to Natasha, and she nodded to me. Since it would be too dangerous for me to live with the last name Stark in public and at school, I go by her last name, Romanoff . My dad thought it fit, as Natasha is like a mother to me, and civilians only know her as Black Widow, instead of her real identity. 

Pretend her Identity wasn't leaked in The Winter Soldier, I forgot about that when I wrote this.

"Oh, tha-that's cool," He awkwardly responded.

I sat down on the couch beside him, and he quickly tensed up.

"What school are you g-going to go to?" He asked, me while scratching the back of his head.

"Midtown."

"Oh!" He exclaimed, clearing his throat again, and fidgeting with his hands. "Me too, cool. That's cool."

Ok? I thought.

"We'll leave you two alone. We've got training to get back to. Plus we have to plan our next mission," Clint said, standing up from the couch.

With that, The Avengers all stood up and left. I just sat there uncomfortably, for minute.