Requesed by anon- just a cute fluffy peter and reader one, maybe as a continuation of the one where the reader is tonys daughter and like they are dating and their interactions with the team cause they’re protective over the reader?? Thanks :)
God Peter Parker and protective dad!tony are literally my two favorite things so thank you!
Waking up with you had to be one of the best things about Peter’s life. Wrapped up in eachothers arms, under the warm cover of your blankets, Peter was sure this was what heaven had to be like. Not to mention how cute you looked cuddled into his chest, your hair a mess and wearing his shirt. Nothing but his shirt.
He wanted to fall back to sleep, to be in this moment with you for as long as he could, but his need to be an amazing boyfriend got him up and brought him to the kitchen to make you some coffee.
Rubbing the remaining sleep from his eyes and making an attempt to flatten down his bedhead, he stumbled into the kitchen, which was surprisingly empty. That never lasted long.
You being the daughter of Tony Stark and living in the Avengers tower, made it slightly difficult to get any sort of privacy when you two stayed here. In fact, it was as though members of the team deliberately tried to interrupt you two when ever you got too close. Especially your dad. But as everyone got used to the two of you dating, they accepted the idea that teenagers were gonna make out at basically any opportunity they got. That was just how it worked.
But neither of you minded the almost constant surveillance, when it really got on your nerves, you just went to Peter’s apartment, and from what started out as and short kiss in the living room turned into real love. And Peter really loved you.
“You know,” the familiar voice of Natasha said, causing Peter to jump, “When Tony said you could stay the night to help (Y/n) with her homework, I expected you guys to actually do something.” she said, leaning against the doorway, watching Peter with an unamused look, but after nearly a year of seeing that same face, Peter could easily find the underlying amusement.
“I- we got something done.” Peter lied, thinking back to what had started out as a study date turned quickly into showing each other funny memes, which evolved into a make out session, and well…you can guess when it went from there.
“Oh, really? What did you do?” Steve scoffed, glancing pointedly at Peters bare chest, reminding him that he was indeed shirtless.
“He did me.” your voice cut through their conversation as you walked into the kitchen. You were still wearing his shirt, but had put on a pair of pajama shorts on, and Peter had to stop himself from staring at your legs.
“Ew god, (Y/n) don’t say that. I don’t want to have to think about that.” Clint said as he scrunched up his face in disgust.
You strutted up to Peter kissing his cheek as you took the mug from his hands, “Thanks babe.” you said with your cute morning voice and a sleepy smile.
“You too are gross, go be a gross couple somewhere else.” Bucky grumbled as he walked in and Clint agreed.
“You go be old and grumpy somewhere else.” you retorted back to him. You took Peter’s hand in yours and began to pull him back towards your room, “But fine I guess we have no choice but to go back to my room, two teenagers, unsupervised and alone.”
“No, wait (Y/n), I changed my mind come back out here!” Clint called after you two, but you just laughed.
Peter smiled at you, letting you push him back onto the bed before you crawled up to straddle him, “You know Peter,” you smirked, making your fingers walk up his bare chest, “You know I love the shirtless look, but all those hickeys on your chest are gonna get you banned from my room again.”
He gasped, looking down to see a trail of hickeys starting at his neck, going across his shoulder blades and scattered across his chest. When had you done that- oh…ok now he remembered…
“Wait, he had what?!?” Tonys distressed voice carried through the tower followed by an angry, “God damn it Parker!”
March 26th 2010-2017: 7 years today since your audition & look where you are; performing your first song in front of a huge crowd at Ultra last night! I’m so proud to see how much you have grown & how much more confident you are in your voice & your talent. You are nowhere near done.
The music was blaring loudly from the large speakers in the gym, lights flickering back and forth between different colors of the spectrum, the smell of punch lingered in the air mixed with alcohol that some students had managed to sneak in.
(Y/N) sat on the bleachers with her head down, looking at her short and shiny black heels that were beginning to make her feet ache. Reaching down, she took them off and wiggled her toes for a moment before sighed and leaning back against the bleacher behind her.