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Part 1 of Intern Verse
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2019-06-24
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2019-07-17
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The New Intern

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Peter was thrilled to get out of that room. His class was absolutely terrifying. And he really didn’t know how to act around Harley anymore. He was so understanding to all of Peter’s shenanigans and issues. Peter let his taze Captain America for christ sakes. Peter never gives up an opportunity to taze someone. He reached Pepper’s office quickly and raised a hand to knock.

“Come in Pete,” Pepper called. Peter strolled in and sat down in one of the chairs.

“What’s up Pep?” Pepper had a manila folder in front of her, but other than that her desk was empty. Pepper took a deep breath but didn't say anything. Peter squirmed under the scrutiny. “Is something wrong Pepper?”

“I just got off the phone with May, and we’ve decided that we want you to move into the tower.” Pepper finally said. Peter’s jaw dropped.

“Wait, what? What about May?”  He asked.

“I’ll wait for her to talk to her. But I wanted to tell you as soon as we decided.” Pepper said. 

“But, why?” Peter’s voice was small, and incredibly vulnerable. Pepper’s heart immediately broke.

“Honey, do you want to have a movie night with me tonight? Just us?” Pepper asked. Peter’s jaw dropped.

“I, sure, Pep.” He stuttered out. Pepper smiled.

“We’ll talk about it tonight okay? But I wanted to give you some good news after having to help with the field trip.” Peter smiled at his lap. 

“Thank you Pep. I’ll see you tonight.” Peter got up and shuffled out of the room. When he got to the elevator, he froze. “FRIDAY, where is everyone?” 

“Boss and Harley are bringing Steve to the medbay. Ned and MJ are on floor 73 collecting their things. The avengers are training in 4.” She said.

“Please bring me to my lab.” He said. Friday brought him directly to the lab, not stopping for anyone. When he entered. He immediately turned and started walking up the wall, heading for the permanent nest he had created in the angles of the ceiling vents. He pulled out his last packet of fruit snacks and settled into his nest to think. Pepper and May wanted him to move into the tower. Was May tired of taking care of him? She never should have had to. It wasn’t her fault her husbands brother died. And it wasn’t her fault that Ben died, leaving her to take care of Peter on her own. But why would Pepper agree to it? About an hour later, Harley walked into the lab.

“FRIDAY, didn’t you say that Peter was in the lab?” He asked.

“I’m up here.” Peter called softly. He let one of his hands fall from the nest.

“Holy crap, how did I not notice that?” Harley craned his neck, meeting Peter’s gaze. “Whatcha doin’ up there darlin’?” 

“Existential crisis.” 

“Could you help me up there? I would also like to have one of those.” Harley waited as Peter shot him and hoisted him up. “Am I going to have a permanent bruise?” Peter shrugged.

“If you want me to pull you to high places.”

“A permanent bruise it is.” Harley shimmied in next to Peter. “So what’s your crisis?”

“Pepper and May have apparently decided I’m going to move into the tower.” Harley turned to him.

“And that’s a crisis because?”

“Why doesn’t May want me around anymore?” Peter’s voice absolutely did not crack during that sentence. Harley wrapped an arm around Peter.

“Hey, Pete, there’s no way that’s true. If I know anything about you, it’s that May absolutely loves you. After you left, one of the kids asked about you, and Tony said that we were all idiots if we didn’t think he had asked May to adopt you. Ned asked if she turned him down, and Tony said that she just laughed and hung up.” Peter was gaping at Harley.

“He did what?!” 

“Sweetheart, when are you gonna get it through that thick skull that Tony and Pepper think of you as their child?” Harley shook his head. Peter relaxed into the nest, a thoughtful look on his face.

“Okay, what’s your crisis?” Peter focused back on Harley.

“Well, also after you left, Tony said fuck it, and announced that MJ is going to be CFO of SI, and you ask I are going to be COO and CEO. Then, I choked on air.” 

“Oh, well, that makes so much sense.” Peter said. It was Harley’s turn to gape. 

“How?!” 

“Well, Tony respects you. You have a good head on your shoulders. You wouldn’t take shit from a board.” Peter shrugged. Harley relaxed into the nest.

“Aren’t we a pair?”

“Makes a bit more sense why Tony was so desperate for us to get along.” Peter said. Harley nodded.

“Wanna work on Sophia?” Peter nodded and started to let Harley down. Peter dropped down right next to him, so that they were face to face.

“So, I want you to know, that I’m really happy Tony Stark broke into your garage.” Peter said. Harley raised an eyebrow. “It really gave me a lot of opportunities. And i will be, uh, taking advantage of those opportunities now, if that's okay with you.” With every word, Peter leaned ever closer, so that by the end, his lips were a hair's breadth away from Harley’s. Harley swallowed audibly. His lips parted and blood rushed to his cheeks. 

“I think that’s okay with me.” He breathed. “But uh, I really want to make sure that we are doing this for the same reasons.” 

“Well, Harley Keener, I am doing this because you are beautiful to watch. A cocky attitude that knocks the air from my lungs. A jawline I could cut myself on, blue eyes that take me apart with a single look, and don’t even get me started on the rest of your body.” Harley was red as a tomato at this point. “And that’s just your physical appearance. You are incredibly smart, you make me feel better, about literally everything, and you are incredibly kind. You’re passionate about what you do and fuck if it isn’t the most attractive thing about you. The raw passion and heart that you have is honestly astounding. Are those good enough reasons?”

“I, uh. I…” Harley was stuttering at this point. Peter had walked him backwards until he had hit a table. Peter smirked. 

“You okay there Harley?” 

“I think it’s okay with me.” Harley managed to get out. Peter took a final step forward and captured Harley’s lips with his own. Harley didn’t even try to control the dominance this time. He was fully aware and okay with the fact that Peter was in charge of this kiss. Peter had pressed himself against Harley, resting his hands on Harley’s hips. The boy let out an absolutely filthy moan at the contact. Without breaking the kiss, Peter gripped Harley’s thighs and boosted him up onto the table. Peter broke the kiss and breathed deep.

“I have superlungs, and you still take my breath away.” He breathed. Harley stuttered out a sound. No one had made him feel this out of control. He was feeding on the energy. Harley grabbed Peter’s hips and pulled him back to him. Peter let himself be pulled with a grin. Peter’s senses were solely focused on Harley. The beat of his heart. The soft noises he was making. Everywhere he touched, his skin felt electrified. He was so focused on Harley, that he didn’t hear the door slide open.

“HOLY FUCK. OH MY GOD!” Tony screeched. Peter reacted on instincts. He pulled Harley off the table and swung him behind him, as he jumped onto the table in his fighting stance. 

No one spoke. Peter blinked, realized what he had done, and slid off of the table. 

“Hey Tony, whats up?” Harley squeaked. 

“WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED?!” Tony cried.

“We were making out. Like ya do. You walked in. And my instincts said you were gonna hurt Harley, so I jumped in the table to protect him.” Peter pressed his lips together and nodded.

“My hero,” Harley said with a small smile. Peter winked at him.

“OH MY GOD!” Tony bolted from the room.

“Do we…?” Harley asked.

“Nope.” Peter swiftly grabbed Harley and deposited him in the table. “That’s what the rest of the Avengers are for.” 

“Ya know. I seem to recall us having a no make out rule in the lab.” Harley said. Peter pouted. “But, I think we can ignore that for a solid ten minutes.” Peter immediately dove back in. 

Two hours later, Peter was skipping through the living room, Harley sauntering behind him. Pepper had called them up for dinner.

“Hey, hon. Why did Tony run through screaming about his eyes?” Nat asked.

“You and Wanda won the bet.” Peter sung and he slipped into his chair. Natasha cackled as she sat down. Harley raised an eyebrow but shook his head and didn’t ask.

“Well, good. At least he found out about it sooner rather than later.” Pepper smiled. 

Harley and Peter shared a content smile, knowing that no matter when he had found out, Tony was just a massive drama queen.

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