Wrong number :/~~Spider-Man

Tony's about to evict a kid

Peter and Harley were among that bunch.

"Do you think I could get from the tower to the East River in one swing?" Peter asked, his head against Harley's secure chest.

Harley remained quiet for a moment.

"What's the farthest you've swung so far?"

Peter chewed his lip.

"I mean I've been to space before, I got thrown pretty far back there"

"I said that you've swung— wait you what??"

Peter's head slipped to the ground as Harley sat up, staring down at Peter's sheepish grin.

"Yeah, when that Thanos guy was in town, I snuck onto mr Stark's ship with him. I don't think he's really thought about it being me up there, because he didn't know who Spiderman was at that point" he shrugged, "and besides, we won. I hardly even got hurt"

"You went to space, and you didn't tell me??" Harley hissed, crossing over so that his upper half was on top of Peter.

Peter's mouth clamped shut, just staring wide eyed at Harley above him. Okay yeah, maybe his heart still went wild at dumb things like this, but Harley was a serious looker okay.

"I just told you!" Peter squeaked out, his arms lightly grabbing Harley's beside his head.

"After what, three missed holidays after meeting me? What the shit, Parker??"

"I'm sorry!" Peter closed his eyes, his legs scrunching up in reaction.

Harley chuckled a bit, leaning downwards.

"You'd better tell me next time you go tango dancing with aliens" Harley pushed down, letting his forehead come into contact with Peter's.

Peter just chuckled and squirmed weakly, unable to see Harley's eyes clearly because of how close they were.

"I'll think about it", he retorted, swiftly moving his hands to Harley's stomach, pushing him upwards.

Harley let out a yelp as he got lifted into the air, only able to rely on Peter's ability to hold him while he tried to balance.

"Put me down!" Harley laughed, letting his hands drop down to hit Peter's face annoyingly.

"Why should I??" Peter mocked, tossing Harley up a bit further with his super buff Peter Muscles before catching him again.

Harley gripped onto anything he could, being Peter's arms, and pushed them outward on instinct.

Peter hadn't expected that, being dropped the full weight of a snarky oversized rat on his torso as their hands flew apart.

"Wait! Wait!—" he squealed.

The impact sent him into a momentary coughing fit, Harley unable to roll off because of how hard he was laughing.

The commotion caught Tony's attention, who turned to see Harley on top of Peter while gripping the smaller one's arms as if he was going to lose them.

"Harley!" Tony shouted, standing up.

Peter and Harley were now laughing so hard now that they could barley breathe, Tony's assumptions somehow making it funnier.

"Hey—you two!" Tony grabbed Harley by the arm and tossed him lightly off of Peter, staring down at their cackling states.

He breathed out, closing his eyes. So they weren't doing what he thought they were doing.

Still, it broke the Peter Rules.