Crazy Super-Gay Peter Parker One-shots

Trapped In The Elevator

This request is from taste0f4c1d , so sorry it took so long to publish!

Eek, I should have asked for ships! My dumbassness keeps rising to new levels... anyway, I decided to go with Parley, IronStrange, and HawkSilver to fit in with the story I envisioned.

Ships: IronStrange, Parley, HawkSilver

Warnings: Swearing, people being trapped in an elevator

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It's not that Peter hated Harley - the personal assistant to one of his father - but what he felt for the other teen was something close enough.

To sixteen-year-old Peter Stark-Strange, Harley was an attention stealing chaotic asshole who Tony seemed to like ever so slightly more then him. It was always Harley this, and Harley that at dinner, which annoyed Peter greatly.

Deep down, he knew that it was just- no, he was not jealous. Definitely not jealous...

But the negativity in their lack of relationship was not purely one-sided.

It's not that Harley hated Peter - the son of his famous, billionaire boss - but what he felt for the other teen was something close enough.

To sixteen-year-old Harley, Peter was an innocent seeming, manipulative fiend who Tony would never shut up about. It was always Peter this, and Peter that during every minute of every work day, which annoyed Harley greatly.

Yet, it just so happened that Peter and Harley get onto the same elevator that morning - the morning that everything changed.

Peter frowned as Harley, who had yet to notice the other teen's presence, drifted into the lift. The only thing that stopped Spider-Man from awkwardly leaving the elevator and waiting for the next one, was the presence of his two uncles, who entered through the doors mere moments later.

Clint and his husband, Pietro, grinned at Peter, then at Harley. "Hey, kids. Funny seeing you both in the same lift, huh?"

Harley looked over at Peter, clearly surprised, then annoyed by his presence. Not another word was spoken until the lift clicked past floor seven - which was when it simply stopped.

"What the fuck have you done this time, Stark-Strange?" Harley swore, immediately turning to Peter with his eyes narrowed accusingly.

"Me?! What have YOU done!" Petter shrieked back, flushing from embarrassment.

Pietro rolled his eyes, while his husband snickered loudly while responding. "Neither of you did anything, idiots. Tony said that Friday would be on the fritz today."

The teens continued glowering at each other, but nodded solemnly.

"Friday, can you start moving the elevator again, please?" Spider-Man nearly begged, getting an immediate 'No.' from the AI.

"Did you really think that Friday would just start the elevator?" Harley snarked, rolling his eyes at Peter. "I swear, your stupidity reaches new heights every day."

Peter blushed deeply in embarrassment and anger, ducking his head to hide the bright red adorning his cheeks.

"You know what this elevator needs?" Pietro asked, breaking up the awkward silence in the small room. "Banjo music!"

The quick superhero pulled a banjo out from behind his back, while Clint grabbed a harmonica from his jacket.

The two teens looked horrified by the idea, responding in sync. "Why do you even have a banjo?!"