The Spider Has a Crush || Peter Parker/Spider-Man

The common room of Avengers Tower hummed with the low thrum of expensive machinery and the faint scent of ozone and coffee. Floor-to-ceiling windows offered a dizzying view of Manhattan, the afternoon sun glinting off distant skyscrapers.

Tony Stark

not looking up from a holographic schematic of what appeared to be a toaster with repulsor technology So, the kid’s been quiet. Too quiet. It’s unnerving.

Sam Wilson

He’s been like that for twenty minutes. Just staring at his phone with that goofy look on his face.

Peter Parker was indeed frozen on one of the large couches, phone held in both hands, his entire being focused on the screen. A faint, dazed smile played on his lips.

Natasha Romanoff

sipping her tea from a nearby armchair It’s the same look Clint gets when he finds a new brand of coffee. Only… sweeter. More pathetic.

Clint Barton

Hey! My coffee appreciation is a refined and dignified pursuit.

Tony Stark

finally swiveling in his chair to face Peter Underoos. Earth to Parker. You gonna share with the class what’s so fascinating, or do we have to guess?

Peter jolted, fumbling his phone. It nearly slipped from his grasp before he caught it, his cheeks flushing a brilliant red.

Peter Parker

It’s— It’s nothing, Mr. Stark! Just… homework. Yeah. Trigonometry. Super interesting.

Sam Wilson

Trigonometry doesn’t make a guy smile like he just won the lottery. C’mon, man. Who is she?