Infinity | Peter Parker x Reader

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"What the fuck?!" I screamed. "So, this is what you were hiding."

"You said you wouldn't be mad." Peter reminded.

"I'm not mad, I'm just confused. Why didn't you tell me? I can clearly keep a secret." I asked him. He let out a deep sigh.

"I didn't want you getting hurt. I care about you, y/n." He said. I looked at him.

"I care about you too, so why didn't you tell me? I could help." I told him.

"That's why. You'd want to help, and that could get you killed." He said.

"So? I'm always in danger. I'm the daughter of Iron Man. You know how many times ive been put in danger? Every time I saved myself." I told him. "Please, Pete, let me help you."

"Fine." He sighed. "Just, promise me you'll be careful." Suddenly, realization hit me. Just like that. "Y/n?"

"I'm the girl you like, aren't I?" I said. He blushed and looked down. I smiled, and walked closer to him. I leaned up, until our lips met. He was shocked at first, I could tell, but then he kissed back. He pulled away.

"But what about the guy you like?" He asked me. I rolled my eyes.

"You really aren't as smart as you let on." He looked at me with confusion. I laughed at his stupidity. "You're the guy that I like, Pete." He smiled brightly at this, and leaned down, kissing me again. His arms went around my waist, and mine around his neck.

"Ahem." My dad said, walking in. Peter and I jumped apart quickly, a blush on both of our cheeks.

"Oh h-h-hi, Mr. S-Stark." Peter stuttered out. My dad rolled his eyes.

"I came in to say sorry, but seems like you've already apologized. I mean, I clearly can't top that." My dad said. I laughed lightly. My dad looked down to what Peter was wearing and an annoyed look grew on his face. "You just can't seem to keep a secret."

"Well, Maybe it's a good thing he told me, because if he didn't, I still would've been mad at both of you." I told my dad, causing my dad to roll his eyes.

"Such a smart ass, just like your father." He said, walking out of my room. I laughed and looked over to Peter, who was staring at me.

"What? Is there something on my face?" I asked, self consciously wiping my face.

"Beauty." He said. I stopped and looked at him, laughing a bit.

"You are so cheesy, Parker." I told him. He laughed along with me.

"Yeah, only when I'm around you, though." He said. I looked at him and gave him a quick peck on the lips.

"Okay, I love talking to you and all, but I'm really hungry." I said and he laughed. "Is the team still here?" He nodded.

I ran into the large kitchen, peeking in the fridge to see what snacks we had. I looked in the freezer and found two tubs of ice cream. Perfect. I ran back into my room after grabbing two spoons.

"So, what movie are we watching?" Peter asked me. I shrugged.

"We could watch Batman." I said. He agreed and I looked for the DVD. I found it and put it in the DVD player. I sat on my bed and handed Peter his tub of ice cream and a spoon.

"I'm a way better superhero than Batman." Peter whispered to me while we watched a fighting scene.

"Yes you are, Spiderboy." I whispered back, kissing his cheek.

—Time Skip—

I woke up next to Peter again. This time, he had an even tighter grip on me. I pecked his lips as I tried to wake him up.

"Just another five minutes." He mumbled groggily.

"Well, can I at least get up?" I asked him. He shook his head 'no', and pulled me closer to him. I giggled and kissed his cheek. "You really are adorable, but I have to go workout."

"Why? You're perfect the way you are." He said, opening his eyes, but still lying down next to me.

"Because I need muscles. Especially if I'm going to be helping Spider-Man out." He rolled his eyes and hugged me.

"I forgot you knew about that." He mumbled into my hair.

"Do you want to workout with me." I asked. I felt him nod on my head. I giggled. "Then you have to get up."

"Fine!" He said sitting up. I sat up myself and grabbed a sports bra and some yoga pants. I went into the bathroom and changed, also slipping on a crop top when I stepped out. Peter had combed his hair and was standing by my bedroom door.

I led him to my personal gym, which was filled with everything that you would need. Pete relooked around in awe.

"Haven't you worked out before?" I asked him.

"No, not really." He replied, still poking around the gym.

"How'd you get so muscular, then?" I asked him.

"It came with the powers." He said. I nodded.

"Well, I usually start with the treadmill and work my way up."

—2 hours later—

I stepped away from the punching bag, and took a drink of water, a bead of sweat making its way down my forehead. I looked over to Peter, who was still going.

"How the hell are you not worn out?" I asked him. He shrugged and also took a drink of water.

"Superhero. Remember?" He said. I nodded my head. "But, also you work out like a Kardashian. You went hardcore, which would explain why you have abs."

"Well, Yeah, I've gotta stay fit somehow." I told him. He nodded. "Ready for breakfast?"

"Yeah, What are we having this morning?" He asked.

"Bacon and eggs. I can smell them from here." I said. His eyes went wide and he smiled. I guess he's hungry too.

"Race you." He said.

"Oh, it's on, Parker." I said, and with that we both began running. Peter was ahead of me and we were almost there, so I pretended to get hurt. "Ow! Peter, wait!" He turned around and quickly ran over to me.

"Y/n! Are you okay?" He asked me, helping me up.

"Yep." I said, running ahead of him. I heard him curse under his breath as I reached the dining room, where two plates of bacon and eggs laid. I sat down in my seat and waited for Peter to get here.

"You cheated!" He screamed as he ran into the room. He then took a seat next to me and began eating.

"Yeah, Yeah." I said, also digging into my food.