Merlin's outfit. This is so his style no one can convince me otherwise.
I wake up to the smell of pancakes wafting in from the kitchen. We never have pancakes unless it's someone's...
OH MY GOD ITS MY BIRTHDAY!!!
I jump out of bed, causing a sleeping Merlin to tumble on to the floor in fright. I barely even notice however as I throw on random clothes strewn around my room and head for the door. Merlin sits up rubbing his head, glaring at me with sleepy eyes.
"What the hell Peter!" He exclaims through a string of yawns.
"It's my birthday!" I squeal, bouncing on the spot. I can tell he is finding it hard to maintain his frown.
"Give me a second to get dressed." By second he meant an eternity. He disappeared into the bathroom and didn't come out for a full hour. How does one person take so long to shower?
"Hurry up Merlin! My the time you finish I will be twenty!" Merlin emerges rolling his eyes. I bote back a blush at his outfit. I have to admit I am not entirely used to seeing him in modern clothing, but it definitely suits him. He is sporting a white t-shirt with black ripped jeans. Tied around his waist is a plaid shirt with brown and yellow accents. To top it all of he is wearing tan boots and a brown leather jacket.
Merlin walks over to me wearing a devilish smirk as I continue to get flustered.
"You like it?" He asks lowly stopping so our faces are mere centimetres apart.
"I dunno." I say cocking my eyebrow and giving him a once over. His smirk falters making me chuckle. "You look hot. Now come on I want pancakes!"
I pull him out of my bedroom and am instantly swarmed by my family - both families. A huge bundle of heroes/knights blocks the corridor, near enough suffocating me. "Guys I love you but I cannot breathe." They ignore my struggles so I resort to magic. Petty I know but hey its their own fault.
I closed my eyes and channelled my magic on the ground. I felt it shake beneath my feet, churning at my will. A slight tilt of my head knocked everyone to the floor, or on top of others due to the tiny space.
"What was that for?" Gwaine and Clint whined in unison.
"You should have listened. Now wheres my food I am starving!"
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"You really didn't have to get me anything." I gasp, scanning over the mountain of presents stacked haphazardly on the coffee table.
"Yes we did Peter. You deserve so much more than you let yourself believe. Now sit your ass down and open your presents." Merlin said to which I agreed submissively. I didn't want to come across as ungrateful but this is too much stuff.
It takes me about an hour to get through it all. Well almost all. About halfway through my present marathon Tony and Steve left, Steve returning with a huge box that he had to wheel in. I didn't question the lack of Tony.
I should have questioned it.
"I take it this is from Tony." I say gesturing to the huge box that only the dramatic little bitch would purchase. A chorus of agreement ripple across the room and I head over to open it.
Just as I do my spidey senses explode and the box erupts with glitter. I jump so high I stick to the ceiling, causing everyone to break into fits of laughter. Merlin is on the floor clutching his stomach. Little shit.
"What the hell Tony!?" I exclaim, shooting a web and dragging him out of the box. With his free hand he brushes the glitter confetti out of his hair, with the other he hands me an envelope. Completely plain, standard envelope with no address or name. Nothing.
"What's this?" I ask cocking my head. Tony simply tucks it into my hand and leans into the hammock like web behind him. I cautiously rip open the top and slide out the contents. I scan the paper and almost collapse.
"State of New York - Certificate of adoption. We are pleased to say that Peter Parker had officially been adopted by Tony Stark on the 10th August 2020"
I lower myself to the floor feeling my lip quivering, dangerously close to tears. I stare at Tony in disbelief. He wants to adopt me? Why would he want me? All I have done is cause him trouble and heart ache.
"What do you say kid?" Tony asks, tears brimming his eyes as well. I can't fathom an answer so instead i throw myself into his arms and cry. And cry and cry and cry.
"Is that a yes?" Tony laughs through his tears. I can hear more sniffles from around the room. Of course everyone knew!
"Of course its a yes." I whisper, not wanting to loosen my vice like grip.
Best birthday ever!
Next chapter is gonna be one hell of a time skip. just a heads up
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Hidden Magic • Peter Parker ✓
FanfictionThis is adapted from my one shot 'Peter's trip' in both my Merlin and Spiderman one shot books. This is a Peter x Merlin fic, which is a ship I had never considered until writing this crossover!
