Peter Parker One Shots

Brother

Definitely not the plot of an episode of Glee.

—Peter has a brother much older than him (don't think about the timeline much) named Luke—

Peter was lying on the couch, waiting for Tony to finish the equation he was working on. He was texting his Meme Squad about perhaps making a Vine 2.9 this weekend when his phone started ringing.

"Peter, your brothers calling." Friday told him. Peter sighed and declined the call and continued typing.

"Thanks Fri. Uh, could you tell him not to call me again." He said.

Tony looked at him, snatching the screwdriver from his mouth. "What's this I hear of a brother?"

"Great observational skills, Dad." Peter snorts. "We don't talk so it's not important."

"Uh, yeah it is. He's got to be older than you if he wasn't with May and Ben like you were. Why were you with them if he was old enough to be on his own."

"Because Hollywood stars don't need to take care of their waste of space brothers." Peter muttered. "He's was 19 when our parents died. He was browsing apartments in LA when May and I called to tell him. She asked if maybe he could come be with me because of the whole thing and he said he didn't have time for me. A long or so later I had a nightmare and called him on Mays phone. He told me that I wasn't worth his time because I wasn't famous like him and that I was a waste of oxygen. He's been calling me recently. I think he actually remembered I exist! Shocking."

Tony put his screwdriver down. "Pete, you should meet up with him. At the very least so I can beat him up."

"Yeah, you wouldn't do that to him. You guys are talking about him a lot. Have you seen Luke Parker's new move? He's so attractive and talented and this and that and blah blah blah. You wouldn't want to punch him in his perfect teeth like you would Steve."

"Wait, your brother is LUKE PARKER?!" Peter winced.

"Uh, kinda?"

—

Peter was sitting on his bed reading when his phone rung. He groaned and bookmarked his page. Picking up the whine, he saw 𝓑𝓡𝓞 written across. Peter glanced at the door, thinking of what Tony said. He tentatively pushed the answer button and brought the phone to his ear. "Peter Stark, what's up?"

He heard a breath of relief. "Petey! You actually answered this time. Wait, Stark?"

Peter bit back a retort. "Who is this?" He said, trying not to get angry.

"Uh, Luke?"

"Luke? Wow, I haven't heard your voice in a while. Well actually I have, my dad loves your movies. You know what I mean."

"Your what?"

"Oh, I guess you wouldn't know. I got adopted!"

"What about May and Ben? Is that why you said Stark?"

Peter bit the inside of his cheek. "Yeah, uh, Ben died like three years ago, and May was like three months ago. My boss, Tony Stark, I was his personal intern, said I was already like a son to me and took me in."

"Wait really? I had no idea. I'm so sorry, Petey."

Peter grimaced. "What are you calling for?"

"Well, I'm in New York in a few weeks. I would love to see you! It's been so long."

"Yeah. I was 5. You told me mom and dad we weren't worth your time an hopped on a flight to LA."

Luke cringed on the other side of the phone. "Uh, I don't really remember. But I can make an appointment for Dinner?"