Parley // Songfics [editing bc my eng is more basic than u]

Little League - Conan Gray

This song made me rlly sad idek why but i decided to do this so

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It all started on his birthday. Peter was finally sixteen, he had grown up and hopefully people would begin treating him different, as he wanted. At least what he thought he wanted. He threw a little party with his friends from Decathlon team, Shuri and Harley, besides of the Avengers, of course.

They were having a good time, Peter mostly all the time on Harley's lap, sharing little kisses as everyone else was used to alredy.

And then-

"Hey, Pete can you help with something?" Tony called when there were only Ned, MJ, Harley and Shuri left. Peter stood up and pressed a soft kiss to Harley's lips as his boyfriend complained about him leaving. He chuckled a bit and followed his dad outside.

They went to the elevator and then the garage on the first floor. As Peter went out his face seemed confused of what were they doing here and Tony's smile grew bigger. 

"Uhm... Why are we here?". The spider-kid asked after glancing quickly through all of his dad's cars. 

Tony smiled even more. "I've got something for you"

He led them through the whole parking lot, that was bigger than some of the labs on the first floors, filled with the cars Tony had gotten within his entire life since he was Peter's age.

Soon they were at the end. Peter saw a car he hadn't ever seen since he moved with Tony. It was a blue BMW. Next to it Tony's smile grew brighter. 

"Happy birthday!". Tony exclaimed. He handed him something. He blinked in shock and looked down at the keys he placed on his left hand. 

"What the fu-"

"Language!"

***

Harley can feel Peter tense in his arms that night. His eyes are closed but he doesn't seem to be sleeping at all. At first he thought he felt bad about not going on patrol because of his birthday, but Harley could feel there was something else.

"Are you alright, darlin'?" He asked after a few minutes of arguing with himself.

"Yes". Peter's answer is short and cold like he doesn't really mean it. It makes Harley frown. He didin't even care to cover up the fact that he wasnt actually sleeping.

He looks tired, althought not sleepy. Like something's eating him up from inside. He seems tired of thinking. 

"You can tell me anything, y'know right?". Peter just nodded.

"It's nothing, babe". He said cuddling into his chest to finally sleep.

***

But it was something. 

Peter was distant and hadn't even took the keys out of the drawer he had thrown them in as soon as he got to his room. And Harley had noticed.

The spiderling didn't even realize but he got lost in his mind more than usual, barely talked to others and only if they talked to him first and seemed off. 

This continued to happen for two more weeks.

***

Peter came home from school, and headed straight to his room as it was alredy usual. What was not usual is that Harley was waiting for him inside. He'd normally give him space. But not today.

"Harls, what is it?" Peter asked sitting on his bed avoiding Harley's eyes.

"I don't know. You tell me, what's going on with you?"