IronDad One Shots // IronDad And SpiderSon

The Unexplainable Change

Requested @irises_nd_roses

Peter Parker was never really seen as a masculine teenager. He was always known to the people who knew him as a scrawny kid with a slim face and an unstable voice. However, all that changed when Peter was forced to participate in a particular game in his least favourite lesson, gym.

The class was scattered around the gym floor and bleachers, no child went out of their way to participate in the lesson. Almost each student had a high resentment towards the physical activity, which kind of made sense as they were all major nerds. However, those who were interested in the lesson often ridiculed anyone else they spotted in the room, wether it be a classmate or the janitor, some students had little to no respect. Cough, Flash Thompson and his cronies, cough.

    It was always the usual people who took part. Girls who were serious about dieting (but never really had to) did push ups and crunches, challenging the boys and winning. Girls who preferred to sit on the bleachers did, giggling and gossiping the entire lesson. Boys who were too lazy to become engaged were also sent to the bleachers, where they messed around and played truth or dare. It was honestly a mess, yet the gym teacher usually didn't care.

   However, today wasn't one of those days. As students gathered in the auditorium, (is that what's its called??) the teacher called everyone over.

   "Gather round kids," the gym teacher rubbed his temples as the students groaned in realisation that they had to do something. "-and shut your mouths. I have a headache. Now, since I don't feel so good, you're gonna do five minute warm ups and do a game for the rest of the period. Start stretching."

   Students broke into their friendship groups and dotted themselves around the room. Once they had finished the required time for stretches, the coach divided the girls from the boys; girls to play soccer outside with the other coach who was less liked around the school, boys to play a shirt hated by most called Shirts and Skins.

The teams had divided and shirts were taken off. The girls, who were obviously looking and gaping, attempted to act natural as they drooled over their crush. Not long after, Peter and Ned walked in, late as usual. Peter had a thin academic jumper on and Ned with a causal sports shirt. They were laughing loudly as they walked out of the school building and into the field, something about 'why is Gamora'.

   "Hey Parker, Leeds," the coach shouted loudly. "Get over here, you're late." The students watched as the slightly embarrassed teens jogged over to the group. "Parker, skins, Leeds, shirts. No discussion, let's get a move on."

   Peter groaned and lifted his shirt over his head, not particularly caring about the muscles that would indefinitely shock others.

   Gasps and screams and whispers and gossip.

-.-

(^give him a life too)

   Peter was getting frustrated with all of the attention he was getting. After he had taken his shirt off during gym, girls and guys that Peter didn't even know would come up to the boy at all times of the day to flirt and ask him if he was free on Fridays. Everyday, the teen would get compliments on everything he did. From his natural curly hair that seemed untameable to his mud crusted vans, people seemed to obsess over each and every detail. 

   "So," MJ fiddled with her fork and tomato, making it dance along the plate. "You're all the rage now. Up fifteen thousand followers on insta - pretty impressive."

  "Oh my god, MJ is jealous of the attention Peter's getting!" Ned exclaimed. She swiftly flicked his forehead and frowned.

  "I do not. It's just dumb how everyone's all over Peter. Like back off, y'know?" MJ ducked her head, feeling a blush creep on her cheeks.

   "Wow MJ, wow," Ned laughed. "Slick. I see you though, I see you."

REQUESTED AGES AGO FROM ONE OF MY FAVOURITE PPL. I never really mention him/her or talked to them but they always made me laugh with their comments.

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