Avengers Oneshots [Completed]

It's rough

Quentin and Peter are both of age and near the same age for the stories sake- A/N

Peter sat angrily on the edge of the bed not moving. He wasn't having any of Quentin's rudeness tonight. The latter wanted them to go to this stupid get together with some friends but Peter's head had been killing him and he still needed to patrol for a little bit. Quentin was already dressed but Peter was refusing to.

"I don't want to go," Peter glared defiantly and Quentin made a small clicking noise with his mouth as he stepped out of the closet. Quentin was taller than Peter but Pete resisted the urge to sink down at the annoyed look.

"I already said we are going," Quentin's eyes held warmth but it was obviously turning into hot anger.

"Well, I'll just stay here."

"No," Quentin edged towards him and Peter wanted to stand up but he was too close. "I already told them we are going and we will be going." Since Peter could stand on the ground he edged onto the bed and stood up, trying to get some height and power over the situation.

"I have things to do, my life doesn't revolve around social gatherings you want me to go to," Peter crossed his arms and Quentin rolled his eyes.

"Stop acting like a child," Beck said and Peter just glared harder.

"I'll act like an adult when you treat me like one!" Quentin stepped on the bed and Peter stumbled a bit and stepped towards the head of the bed.

"What are you going to do, kiddo?" Quentin mocked and Peter froze. Quentin was not allowed to say that to him. That was a term of a endearment given to him by his guardians. It wasn't special but hearing it made him remember and miss May and Tony. And Pepper. None had passed but he had little time to visit them lately.

"You know what? I'm just going to go."

"Finally, let's go-"

"No!" Peter cut him off. "I'm leaving, but not with you." Peter grabbed his bag. He was planning on staying over but not anymore

"You're over exaggerating."

"No, I am not! You always do this! Put me in situations and positions I shouldn't be put in! You are just rude and narcissistic and I'm done." Peter walked to the door of the apartment and opened it. Looking behind him he gave one last angry glare. "And I am not returning your sweatshirts!"

He slammed the door.

Hawyee my friends. This update I think is on time, I don't know anymore. This is a bit different than what I usually write so I hope you enjoyed it. Thanks you guys for reading and remember to comment and vote!