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11. Sneaking In

Sneaking in

(Peter Parker x avenger!reader)

Summary: being the two youngest members of the avengers, both at the age of 16 means your not allowed to attend Tony Stark's famous parties. But you and Peter find a way this time.

Warning: rough making out, implied sex, underage drinking, fluff, angst sorta

Word Count: 4.6 K

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"Understand?" Tony looked down at you and Peter sitting on the couch.

"Yes, Mr. Stark." You both answer rolling your eyes.

"Hey! I don't need attitude." Tony says crossing his arms.

"Mr. Stark, we're part of the avengers I don't know why your leaving us out?!" You whine.

"Yea, Mr. Stark we should be allowed- SHIT Y/N DID YOU SEE THAT!" Peter yells as you shoot your hands up in excitement.

"FUCK YEA I DID! HE GOT EM!!" You and Peter start high giving each other as you continued to watch Robin Hood.

"THAT WAS SO BADASS!" Peter yells as he looked at the screen seeing Robin Hood shoot arrows at the bad guys.

"I could do better," Clint mumbled as he watched the two of you from the kitchen. You and Peter wave your hands at him, knowing it will make him jealous. Tony shakes his head.

"That's why." You and Peter completely forgot Tony was still talking to you. You both turn your attention back to him.

"Huh?" You both say.

"Nothing." Tony says as he shakes his head at the two youngest avengers that he finds very childish, but he loves them so much. You turn around on the couch as you follow Tony body walking away.

"Wait does that mean we can go!" You yell in excitement. Tony continues to walk as he shouts behind his shoulder, "NO!" You slump back down on the couch, resting your head on your best friends lap. Peter looked down at you, as you looked up at him, a devilish smirk appearing on your face.

"I know that face. That face is not a good face. That face means you have an idea that will probably get us in trouble and I know that face because I'm always dragged along with you." You sit up as you hold Peters shoulders.

"Ok wait, just hear me out-"

"Nonononononononooooo, I already know what your thinking." Peter says pushing your arms away. But you don't budge as you come back to hold his shoulders.

"How do you know?"

"Because I know you." Peter says rolling his eyes, as if trying to say 'I'm your best friend I know everything about you'

"I bet you don't know what I'm gonna say this time-"

"You wanna sneak into Mr. Starks party and probably mess with some of his guests but not to an extent where they leave the party, but to bother them because you like bothering people and making them feel awkward because you don't like people that much but you like saving them." Peter says without losing eye contact with you.

"...yea but you don't know that-" peter cuts you off.

"That your gonna wear casual clothes not a dress like everyone else at the party because you don't like dresses and think there overrated." You fall back on your sit next to Peter, dropping your hands in defeat.

"Fineeeeeeeee, you know me. Butttttttt," you sit back up your eyes exploding with excitement. "Doesn't that sound amazing! Cmon Peter please do this with me." You beg as you cup your hands together and make a pout. "Please Peterrrrrr," you start batting your lashes at him. Fuck, why does she look so cute like this Peter thinks.