Six

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You wake up to the morning sun shining through the cracks of the tree house, the light slowly reaching your face. As you struggle to open your eyes you feel your muscles stiff and aching from spending the night on the wooden floor.

Taking a look around you rubbed your eyes hoping it would help wake you up. Now awake with your brain working you noticed an arm around your waist. Turning your head you see a mess of brown curls and Peter's sleeping face.

You feel your face begin to heat up when you process how close your faces are. You wanted to scoot away, but also wanted to cuddle closer to him. Before you could decide Peter began stirring. Not wanting to get caught staring at him you close your eyes and pretend to be asleep.

Peter sat up quickly, his arm moving from your side leaving you colder than before. Slowly you open your eyes again, pretending you were also just waking up.

"Shit," you hear Peter groan.

At this you sit up and find him staring at the time on his phone as well as a million missed calls and text messages.

"Shit, shit, shit," he turned to find you staring at him, "Sorry, did I wake you up?"

You shake your head and he goes back to his phone. He unlocks it and calls back whoever had been trying to get a hold of him. You can hear the phone ringing and the other person picks up almost immediately. You couldn't hear what they were saying but you knew they were panicked.

"May, I know and I'm so sorry, it won't happen again."

Once again the voice on the other end talked in a panicky tone. Peter nodded nervously.

"Okay, I'll be home right away. I'm so sorry for worrying you, it'll never happen again," he sat in silence and when they didn't say anything he added, "Love you May."

You could hear a small and begrudging 'I love you too' then the call ended.

Peter looked at you with panic in his eyes, "I have to get home."

Understanding right away both of you got up and began climbing out of the tree house as fast as you could.

"So who was that?" you asked, trying to keep both of you calm.

"My aunt. I live with her."

"Oh," you said quietly. You had no idea Peter lived with his aunt.

Once you were both on the ground you began going through the people that could take you home, because neither you or Peter could drive. Most were probably still drunk or hungover. Steve was a good option but Peter needed to be home right away and Steve drives like a grandpa.

You began going through your list again until someone whistling broke your train of thought. Looking in the open kitchen window you found Thor rummaging through the old pizza boxes that had been out all night. (Endgame Thor that you?????)

"Found a ride," you said pulling Peter into the house with you.

"Thor! We need help!"

Thor closed the pizza box he was looking in, his eyebrows creased together in confusion.

"Can you get Peter home so his aunt doesn't murder him? Please? It would be really great if you could."

He took out a cold piece of pizza and slowly took a bite of it. He chewed in silence, looking up at the ceiling in deep thought. Finally he nodded, pulling his keys out of his pocket. He shot you both a cheeky grin, "Let's go."

"Yes! Thank you Thor!"

As you all walked to the front door you found Loki and Thor dragged him along, promising him food in return. Once to the driveway Thor unlocked his car. Peter stopped once he saw it.

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