tom holland/peter parker and steve rogers oneshots

falling for my best friend- peter parker (part 3)

(A/N: mild swearing just a warning)

The estate was giant. It was this massive, modern, beachy mansion that had several pools, including an infinity pool and steps that led down to your own private beach area. You saw the same, aqua-clear water that you had seen from above in the plane, and squealed. "Wow..." bucky whispered.

"You guys will be bunking in twos or threes. Check the list for partnering. Make yourselves at home, we're going to go out to a tropical barbecue in an hour then come back for a pool party."

You checked the list and found your name alongside Natasha's and Peter's. A whole week in the same room as your crush...that was bound to be awkward. But thank goodness you had your best friend with you as well.

Your room was giant, with a small terrace overlooking the sea and two queen beds, the furniture all beach themed. It was perfect.

"Beach days always!" you and Natasha squealed, high-fiving each other.

"Who's sharing the bed?" you wondered.

"Oh. That," Peter replied.

"I know how we can settle this. Y/N, go against me. If I win, and you lose, you share with Peter and if you win, you share with whoever you choose."

"That's a weird deal...but okay..." You cocked your head and did a best out of three match. And...you lost.

"Peter it is," Natasha announced. "Which bed are you taking?"

"The one near the window," you both said at the same time, then grinned at one another. "It's a pretty view."

You set your purse down on the bed and took a nice, black and white floral romper with you and some sandals to the bathroom to change. Tying your hair into a neat but messy bun, you came back out.

"You look like you've been living at the beach already," Peter commented. "You have the outfit, the tan,"

"Ha ha. Very funny. Make sure to put on your sunscreen because I don't want a repeat of Galapagos, okay?"

"I'll remember, I promise." He chuckled then pulled his shirt off, changing into a different one. Your jaw practically dropped to the ground and you blushed. Natasha kicked your shin and you winced, getting the message and closing your mouth before he turned around.

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The barbecue party was fantastic. There were several performers, like this one guy who swallowed fire. He came up to an amazed-looking Clint, who was still trying to figure out how shoving something burning hot down your throat was possible without screaming in pain.

And the food was so good. All of you took seconds. Then when everyone was finished, you stood up and went to the front where everyone, including other people at the party, could see you. You did a tumbling combo from your regionals competition and stuck it perfectly, and everyone clapped really loudily.

Dusting the sand off your clothes, you took a deep bow and sat back down.

"You can still do gymnastics?" Peter looked confused at how you could remember that and master it without breaking your back.

"Sure do."

And Thor, of course, was stuffing some bread into his mouth because to him, they were the replacement for Pop-Tarts.

In short, the party was a huge success and everyone went back to the beach house, very satisfied. There were too many details for you to explain to MJ, who was dying to know how the Bahamas was going so far and if you did anything with Peter yet.

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From upstairs you could hear old rock music blasting at full volume.