Jealousy ~ Parley/Parkner

Chapter 17

(A/N : so this chapter is going to be pretty long, so grab a snack and sit back and enjoy)

*HARLEY'S POV*

Tomorrow is Peter's surprise party. I'm in charge of distracting him while Tony, Steve and Natasha get everything together. I have absolutely no clue what to do. A whole bunch of ideas keep running through my head, but none of them sound interesting enough.

All of a sudden I hear a knock at my door.

It's like midnight?!

I open the door and see Peter.

"Hey Petey, why are you up still? You need to rest for your birthday tomorrow." I nudge him.

"You almost forgot somethingggg." Peter says child-like.

I pull him closer, resting my hands on his hips.
"Did I?"

Peter nods. "Mhm."

"Hm I wonder what that could be?" I say, smiling and watching Peter's eyes sparkle from the light coming from my bedroom.

"Oh come on Har-"

I cut him off by kissing him softly on his lips.

"Better?" I ask once I pull away.

Peter nods aggressively while smiling. "Very."

"Okay, now I have a very important question." I state.

"Well what is it?"

"What do you want to do for your birthday?"

Peter pauses for a second staring at the wall, thinking. "Hmmm..."

"Well, I was just thinking about spending it in the tower with Dad, Pops, Nat and you." Peter smiles.

Aw he's so- WAIT

"But it's your birthday. You don't want to be locked inside all day do you?"

"I mean I don't rea-"

I cut him off. "Nope, it's up to me to make sure you have the greatest birthday ever tomorrow."

Peter laughs, "Harley, trust me, it's okay."

"Nope, my mind's already made up."

Peter shakes his head, "Goodnight."

"Nighty Petey."

I was wide awake now. I had to figure out what to do for Peter's birthday. I open my laptop and start Googling.

*PETER'S POV*

I wake up to John Legend singing Happy Birthday, but sadly he wasn't actually here. It was just through the speakers.

I roll out of bed and walk into the kitchen. "Good morning sweetie." Nat says while sipping her coffee and reading.

I feel myself being pulled into a hug by two muscular figures, "I can't believe our baby is already 17!" Pops says.

"I know, it feels like only yesterday I was teaching him about quantum physics." Tony says.

"I get it, I'm older, now can you let go of me so I can breathe and get some food?"

"Nope, don't eat anything yet! I have today all planned out." Harley says, bursting into the kitchen wearing a graphic t-shirt with Metallica on it. He has a leather jacket and he's wearing his jeans rolled up with Vans.

Damn.

"So don't just stand there, go get dressed." Harley says with a smile. I look over at Pops, Dad, and Natasha and they are all smiling like fucking idiots.