Peter Parker X Harley Keener oneshots

🏳️‍🌈PTSD

This story takes place 6 months after Endgame everyone survived. during the original snap Peter didn't die but Harley did.

Harley's POV

I groggily woke up to the ungodly ringing of my alarm going off. I hit the snooze button on my alarm clock and roll over in mine and Peters shared room stretching in the morning sun only to be greeted with a empty bed which is unusual considering Peter doesn't usually get out of bed until noon without someone practically dragging him out the room. So I get up throw on a random t-shirt and walk down stairs to the kitchen.

rounding the corner of the hallway into the kitchen I found Peter sitting on the counter starring out the window with a once hot cup of coffee now sitting cold in his hands. "Hey sweetie how long have you been up." Harley questioned quietly "Oh um I don't really know maybe midnight." Peter said still starring out the window. "Well honey what happened why did you get up so early." Harley asked quietly walking toward Peter "I-I uh had a nightmare and couldn't seem to go back to sleep ." Peter said meekly finally looking away from sunrise right outside the window. "what was this one about?" Harley questioned comfortingly. "I-I um it was about mom and dad and you what would have happened if I couldn't have saved you or dad. If we couldn't have gone back and saved mom. Those five years without you or dad were the worst years of my life and I couldn't do anything about it. They wouldn't even let me help with the time travel plan." Peter whispered breaking down into a sob in Harley's warm embrace. "If I could sweetheart, I would kiss away all your scars I can't stand seeing you in pain." Harley comforted quietly. after about five minutes of Harley standing in between Peter's legs hugging him tightly reassuring he is safe. Harley speaks up "How about we have a lazy day today. We can go see the family tomorrow at the tower ok." Peter nodded quietly with his head still buried in Harley's chest. So Harley picked Peter up off the counter and carried him to the Living room. "Mmm.... You're warm." Peter mumbled before curling up on the couch next to Harley. Were they spent the rest of their day talking, cuddling, and laughing at each others corny jokes.

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A/N: please make request. I need ideas you can comment ideas or private text me ideas but either way I will try to publish them as quick as possible.

-later sweetie pies

xoxo Genny