tom holland oneshots

set up

warnings : none

summary : the avengers try to get you and peter together ... too bad they don't know you've been together for months already. 

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"So Y/N," Nat begins.

"Yeah?"

"Are you .. interested in anybody?"

"Why?"

"Because you're 17! And pretty hot," Natasha explains.

"Well, and you're a good person," Wanda glares at Nat. "Who wouldn't want to date you?"

"Uhm,  I don't know?" You shrug. You and Peter had agreed to keep things private -- the relationship was still a secret to everyone except Ned and Betty, and MJ who figured it out first. You both wanted to see where it went, not wanting a public breakup if it didn't last long. Fortunately, you were only a few days away from your eight month anniversary, and you two could not be happier. 

Your relationship was still unknown to the Avengers, and watching them try to set you up was quite funny at times, so watching their failed attempts was humorous to both of you.

"Do you have any crushes?" Nat asks.

"I mean, yeah," you reply.

They both look at you. "Go on!" Wanda encourages.

"What?"

"What's he like? What does he look like? Do we know him?"

"He's super sweet," you played it cool, planning to describe Peter perfectly. "and practically a genius. He's strong too, and hes got soft brown hair and brown eyes," you grinned while they squealed. 

"Have we met him?"

"Maybe a couple times," you blushed. 

"What's his name?" Wanda asked. 

"Classified information."

"Fine. Keep describing him," Nat spoke. 

"We go to school together .. been friends for three years at least," which was true, you moved to New York when your parents died. Tony, your uncle, took you in as his own. "He's a little shy- he gets flustered easily. But he's a sweetheart."

Satisfied with your answer, you went back to working on your suit letting the girls whisper about the new information hinting at only one thing. 

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"Undroos! C'mere," Tony spoke.

"Yes, Mr. Stark?" 

"Help me and Bruce with this, would you?" he pointed to the gadgets on the desk in the lab. 

Peter nodded, setting his homework into his folder and grabbing a pair of goggles. 

"Hey, kid," Bruce spoke. "Got a girlfriend?"

"Uh- n-no, sir, no girl ... of any kind," Peter stuttered, panicking because he thought they might've found out, but calming down because you probably would've have texted him if anything alarming showed.

"Crushes?" Tony asked.

At this, Peter smirked, slowly nodding his head. You both discussed how to answer this kind of question, wanting your secret game of 'laughing at their attempts' to go on just a little longer.

"What's she like?" 

"She's the most beautiful girl I've ever seen in my life. I nearly swung into a building the first time I saw her," he breathed a laugh.