Avengers + their Spiderson | Book 1

It's not easy... /2/

/This is an inspired oneshot series by AnotherUselssHumanCJ in their spiderman oneshot book, the oneshot: 'Bad Peter' which I really adore so shout-out to them! this is very off canon and a ship will be sneakily slid into here/

Summary:
                   Peter is a mysterious figure
                   to the outer world, they only
                   know him as a pitiful child.
                   He doesn't just go by small
                   store-stealing, he has
                   connections... to accomplish
                   a new ambition.
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The next day Peter felt awoke cuddled against another figure, with his own arms around the taller figure.

The other seemed to lovingly run his fingers through Peter's hair and hum slightly, the smaller boy could hear the vibration from his chest... at this he closed his eyes again at the feeling and felt the sun gently carress his cheek.

"You need to wake up Pete."

"...'m no. Dun' wanna. five more minutes Har..." It was a sleepy remark by Peter while the other got up, the bodily warmth escaping beside him.

"I thought you wanted to start today since you couldn't wait." Harry hummed as Peter fluttered his eyes open to be met with those swirling green eyes once again.

"How about we just actually visibly look around the tower? I caught 'round that we are just gonna take a tour of the place."

"No Harry that is a bad idea, we'll get seen too easily..." Peter muttered as he slowly tore away from the bed.

"I thought of something... if you get seen and your web fluid is out, just jump out the window. Don't worry i'll catch you using the green glider."

"Har what if I don't manage to hold on or even balance on it?" Peter pointed that fact out, he knew there was a definite difference from both the ground and the towers floor if he jumped out.

"Do you want your prince charming to catch you Petey?" A small hum escaped Harry's lips as he cocked an eyebrow, in response Peter covered his face with his hands, muttering a small: 'Harold Theopilis Osborn...'

"Hide our identity, what do we do?" Peter thought out loud after his embarrasement level lowered down.

"Masks would be good... woah! maybe those smart LED glasses! we can tweak them alittle though." Peter thought out as he began to ramble his interest, and he had also always wanted to get one.

"And then black masks? or just the glasses?"

Harry leaned on the wall as he scanned Peter's messy appearance: an oversized crinkled white science pun shirt, bright pink hello kitty pants and ruffled up brown curls.

"No no no! just the glasses." Peter pointed out as he picked up the papers scattered on the floor and putting them on the desk. It had all the plans they were going to use, including if he gets caught or if they both get caught.

"Breakfast and then tech alright?"

"...m'kay." Peter rubbed his eyes before walking to the door and opening it, bee-lining to the kitchen and opening the fridge to pick up a carton of orange juice, Harry grabbing two bowls and two spoons.

He grabbed their favourite cereal and poured it equally in each bowl, Peter approaching and almost tipping the orange juice in the bowl instead of the milk. "Woah woah Pete---" Harry managed to stop him from pouring the carton before it hit the bowl.