𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙻𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝙾𝚏 𝙿𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛

The kitchen table

(Based on some events of my night)

TW: None just pure fluff. Imma stops putting swear words warnings in my chapters because I use them in almost every chapter. If you are sensitive to that please don't read the book, your health comes first<3

Enjoy!

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I banged on my head on my desk in defeat letting out a loud sob. I couldn't understand any of this meddle of words and numbers on the page in front of me, it was too much for my brain to process.

"When will I ever fucking need this!?" I hadn't even made it through half the questions and it has been over an hour of sitting and staring at a page of nonsense. Steve promised over half an hour ago he would help me through this, but he was a no show, and I was starting to get more frustrated.

Thank god May wasn't home.

I started to wonder when the hell I would need this nonsense. Sure I'll need taxes and fractions, but when will I ever need to solve exponents?! That's what calculators and phones are for! Otherwise, I had no use for this bullshit, it was a total waste of time. All those tears lost over this stupid page were wasted and used for nothing. Nothing!

My phone started ringing and buzzing with a familiar ringtone Ive been longing for so long. Okay, that may have been a bit exaggerated but if I didn't finish this, I would be stripped of my spiderman privileges for good, especially if Aunt May saw my grades were dropping.

"Finally Cap took you long enough! I told you how urgent this was and yet you still took your sweet little time on finishing your food!" He cringed from the video screen upon hearing how irritated I was. I don't blame him I must have sounded like a monster.

"I'm sorry bud but if I ate any faster I could've been at risk of-" I cut him off urgently,

"No time for that! Can you please walk me through these?!" His eyes widened and his mouth frowned in distaste.

"Ok, but you will need to relax," I nodded, rolling my eyes unnoticeably as possible.

"Okay, for 16 a) you will need to..." He paused bringing the phone closer to his face, furrowing his eyebrows.

"Hold on let me call you again I'll be right back. It's been a while since I was in high school..." I rolled my eyes back letting out a long groan. I pulled the roots of my hair standing up, making my chair fall back and hit the floor.

Except he wasn't gonna be right back. Turns out, he needed more time than either of us anticipated. After he hung up all my expectations of him calling me back were gone. My phone buzzed for the second time that day, that same ringtone that relieved me of my stress, even for a second.

"Hey look who's back!" Steve wore a big smile on his face, emitting positive vibes Peter craved for.

"Okay so clearly I'm not the genius of the group, that's Tony's job but I finally-" I didn't mean to get angry at him. It wasn't anywhere near his fault. But all the stress and anxiety build-up was beginning to seep not only through my actions, but my words.

"Cap I don't have time for your stupid jokes right now I need to finish this bull-shit homework! So for the love of God will you help me because I have been waiting for two godamn hours to get some help!" A look of hurt struck Steve's face at first, but it was quickly replaced with his arms crossed over his chest, shaking his head with a disappointed frown.

"First of all, that was very ill-mannered of you Peter, I am genuinely trying to help and it pains me to think you don't appreciate the time I'm putting in for you" He paused, taking a minute to calculate his thoughts,