(Peter Parker x reader) Romeo and Juliet

33: Return the suit

"ANTHONY STARK!" This is how I announced my arrival to the tower.

Tony was, as per usual, in his lab.

He didn't respond, but Wanda jumped at least ten feet into the air. Her and Vision were getting ready for, what I guessed, was a romantic getaway.

I cringed when I realized I managed to scare the android. "Sorry Wanda. ANTHONY HOWARD STARK!"

Wanda held a hand over her heart.

Vision gave me a look.

For an android, he was sassy and very annoying. I didn't appologize to him.

"You can't just pop in and yell!" Wanda said through pants.

I shrugged. "ANTHONY!"

I was too lazy to walk all the way to the lab.

"Y/N Y/M/N Y/L/N!" Tony's voice came full volume over the speakers.

Wanda scared too easily.

"That's not funny Tony!" I snapped. "Get your ass-"

"Y/N," Wanda warned.

I sighed. "Get your metal behind upstairs!" I shouted, then turned to Wanda. "Better?"

She nodded.

I rolled my eyes, of course. "Come talk to me!"

"No! Last time I did something that dumb I got you as a member of the Avengers!"

I gasped. "Oh no he didn't. TONY STARK!"

Wanda was glaring at me.

So I decided to put her to use. "You call him Wanda."

She sighed. "STARK!"

Tony didn't respond to her for a moment. "I'm not coming to talk to the Traitor!"

"STARK!" I tried, but he didn't respond. I grumbled. "Wanda, your turn."

"TONY! COME TALK TO Y/N!" Wanda attempted.

Tony groaned loud enough for us to hear. "You two are relentless!"

I heard him come jogging up the stairs, so I positioned myself to look intimidating. And I'm good at that. "Why did you take Peter's suit?"

Tony froze, stared at me, and turned right back around to run down the stairs.

Wanda snapped his name, and he froze. "Oh god. Ok, listen Mrs. Parker."

Tony didn't mean May.

He meant me.

I'm Mrs. Parker.

"Peter lost the suit-"

"Bull. You took it."

Tony sighed, turning back around and glaring up at me.

He was shorter when he was three steps down from me. "You didn't let me finish. He lost the privilege of the suit."

I was thrumming my fingers on the railing, and Tony looked ready to smack my hands away. "Give. Peter. Back. His. Suit. Now."

I managed to make the last word very scary.

Tony stepped one step lower, but didn't give in. "No."

I lowered my head in attempt to intensify my glare. "Now. He was just trying to impress you! He wanted to help you!"

Tony stepped one step lower. "He was being an irresponsible child!"

"Oh come on Tony, you're basically working on his new suit already. You're full of shit," I snarled the last sentence without much success, but I managed to replicate Tasha's glare.

Tony slowly stepped one stair lower. "Don't give me the Black Widow glare."

I didn't stop. "Give Peter back his suit then!"

Tony already jumped three stairs back. "Not happening Y/L/N! Go home!"

"I am home!" I hollered after him. "You're an idiot Tony!"

"Yup!" He called over his shoulder.

He was gone.

I swore under my breath.

"Hey little girl."

Tasha scared me so much I jumped backwards.

I stood straighter when she slunk out of the shadows.

Her arms were crossed, and she looked a little scary.

She hid around the tower sometimes, and others, no one knew where she was. Her disappearance lengths were getting longer every time. I hadn't seen her in three months.

"Hey." I waved stupidly.

She nodded back. "Come to return my boots?"

I had to rack my brains for 'Tasha's boots' and came up empty. "Er...no?"

She nodded again, this time understandingly. "That's okay, I have your flats. You can have them when I get my boots."

I swallowed uneasily. Okay, I choked on my own spit.

"How're Laura and the kids?" Tasha asked.

She meant Clint's family.

Cause I'd been there recently. "They're good." I didn't quite know where this conversation was leading.

Something told me Tasha was still bitter about me moving away from her.

"How's Nathaniel?" Tasha asked, not sounding as bitter when she said his name.

He happened to be named after both Tasha and Pietro. "He's good as well. Wanda visits often, but she calls him Pietro."

Tasha only blinked in response, slow and deliberate. Like an owl. "Why were you yelling at Tony to give back his suit?"

I felt the indignant fire again at this. "Because he took it wrongfully Tasha!"

Tasha rose one eyebrow, and stepped all the way out of the shadows.

I startled at her blonde hair. "Ew!"

She looked at me, confused.

"Your hair!" I cried.

She smiled.

"That wasn't a compliment," I muttered.

She only smiled wider. "I took it as one."

"You shouldn't," I said back.

She nodded again, like a bobble head. "Steve and Barnes are in Wakanda."

I felt my heart drop. "Oh."

"Yeah, and I was wondering about the Winter Soldier face mask?" The flicker of sadness in her face when she'd said their names disappeared quickly.

I blinked rapidly as I processed what she'd said. "Oh! Um...what about it?"

She shifted her weight to her other foot. "You still have it?"

I nodded to her. "Yes ma'am."

"Nice," she commented. I could tell that wasn't all.

"And...?" I prompted.

"And I want it," she told me bluntly.

I scoffed. "No! It's mine now! Er, unless he wants it back."

Natasha's face lit up. "Oh, he doesn't. I guess I have to steal it from you...right?"

I groaned. "Yeah, yeah. If you want it, you'll have to steal it."

She chased me out of the tower. Might I say? When she chases you, you book it.