peter parker imagines & oneshots!

| they say i'm a terrorist! •°.

parley mafia au

i dont really read/write/like mafia au's, its not really my thing, but i love the song TRRST n its stuck in my head so i came up with this fic in the shower while singing it

warning(s): swear words (ofc), boss harley and manipulative peter. ps, kinda rushed

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the keener family.

the wealthiest, most powerful, and respected family in new york city.

harley keener, the leader.
along with his husband,
peter stark-keener.

but once, a detective secretly caught peter doing the dirty job of their family, executing an old employee who had stolen from them.

peter soon noticed the detective uninvitedly snooping in, so he pretended he didn't see.

pretended like 'oh no, he was caught redhanded without knowledge'.

after he went home, he repracticed his words for when he'd gotten caught.

peter knew harley's soft spot for him, and he uses that to his advantage some times because he knows how much power and respect his husband has.

"baby, they say i'm a terrorist."

the detective, michelle jones, made a very dumb conclusion that peter was alone on the job.

her police department was in good terms with the keeners, so she concluded that harley keener wasn't involved.

oh boy, was she wrong.

peter, who followed his husband's steps after they got married, illegaly i might add, has been doing this for a few years now.

he was trained by the assasin in the stark family, natasha, and harley himself.

this stunt he was about to pull was planned by himself, and was only told to harley after he perfected it.

he's an amazing manipulator, and a great convincing liar.

he learned from the best.
from his adoptive father, anthony stark.

and he knew the police department would come into his home after the detective reported it to them.

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"mister keener, your husband has been caught by our detective commiting murder after getting sold a briefcase of an illegal substance." the chief reported to harley. and harley, who was informed of the act, furrowed his brows.

"he is now blacklisted on new york, we've had suspicions of him being a secret terrorist before, and this just proves our point." the chief continued, giving harley a blurry picture of peter in that warehouse where he brutally killed an ex-employee.

"what?!" peter twisted his face into agony as he entered the room.

"mister stark-keener, you should not be in here-"

"why are you framing me like this? that picture doesn't even look like me!" he cried, letting the built up tears fall from his face.

it's true, the picture was taken from a further distance so it's alot blurrier. it faintly looks like peter, but isnt much evidence l.

"i did nothing wrong, but i got on the black list?! baby, they say im a terrorist!" peter cried more, clutching his chest, while looking at harley pleadingly.

harley's eyes turned dark, his face contorted into anger, as he shouted a "WHAT?!".

"m-mister keener, you don't understand, i SAW him! he was in that warehouse where h-" michelle tried explaining, but got cut off,

"NO! I CANT HAVE YOU ACCUSING MY HUSBAND LIKE THIS! GET OUT OF MY HOUSE OR I'LL CUT ALL TIES WITH YOU AND KILL YOU ALL!" harley shouted, having a hand on peter's waist.

"b-but,, si-sir-"

"that's it. IF I EVER SEE ANY OF YOUR FACES AGAIN, ILL SHOOT YOU IN THE HEAD. NOW GET THE FUCK OUT."

michelle saw peter look at her through the gap of the hand covering his sobs, and he winked.

her eyes widened, but she was roughly thrown out the mansion without a word.

"petey, baby, come here." harley said as peter hugged his torso.

"m' proud of you."