Peter Parker Imagines

You're Your Father's Daughter

"So, I was talking to Mr. Stark," Peter's eyes grow wide with excitement, "and he said I could invite my friend to come to the lab with me sometime! I figured with how much you love science and how brilliant you are, you'd have a blast with us. It's like a scientific playground up there!"

"Uh," you rub the back of your neck awkwardly, "As much fun as that sounds, I think I'm busy. Maybe another time?"

"But I didn't even give you a date-"

"It's just... not a good time right now, Peter," you emphasize, giving him a look that told him you weren't budging.

"Oh, that's okay.." he looked disappointed, which crushed your heart, "It's too bad. I mean, I honestly think you guys would get along great. You're actually super similar! Sometimes I think you're, like, his long lost daughter or something. You know, just the other day he-"

"Peter, can you just- can you just stop?" you snap, unable to listen to any more. Peter didn't know any better, but you just couldn't listen to him talk about Tony for a second longer.

"Is everything okay, Y/N?" he asked, concern evident in his voice, "You know, you can tell me anything."

"Just- just forget it, okay? I'm fine, I promise," you lean over and plant a kiss on his cheek before standing up to go to class, leaving him sitting confused and alone at the lunch table.

Later that afternoon during your free period, you were sketching plans for a new invention when your phone began to buzz on your desk. After throwing an apologetic look the teacher's way, you slipped out of the classroom before holding the phone up to your ear.

"Peter, I was in class, you know," you say only half-seriously, smiling a bit.

"Sorry, sorry," he apologizes, "Um, I was just calling to make sure you're, uh, okay."

Your smile falls, the events from earlier that day flashing across your mind. In all honesty, you had been preparing for this phone call, so you knew pretty much exactly what you were going to say. It was simple: you weren't feeling well and you just needed some sleep, that's all. Before you could speak, however, a familiar voice speaks in the background of the call.

"Who ya talkin' to, kid?" the muffled voice of Tony Stark poured into your ear, causing you to freeze in place and blurt a quick 'i'm fine' to Peter before hitting the end call button as quickly as possible. You take a moment to control your breathing, your heart beating a million times a minute.

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Frowning at his phone, Peter pulls it away from his ear and turns to Tony.

"What, girl problems?" he smirks at Peter, giving him a soft punch to the shoulder.

"Yeah, uh," Peter stutters, "It's- it's nothing, let's keep working."

Peter doesn't see Tony's eyes widen when he sees your name glowing on the top of the screen as he sends you a text telling you to meet him at the coffee shop later. A small picture of you making a kissy face accompanies a million yellow hearts and heart eyes decorating your contact name.

Tony clears his throat as Peter turns off his phone, shifting his focus back to the task at hand.

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The door to the coffee shop makes a light ding as you open it, the fairy lights strung along the windows illuminating your face in the darkness of the night. You scan the room to see Peter sitting nervously at the table in the corner by the window, the table you two always sit at.

"What's up Pete?" you say nonchalantly as you take a seat, even though you already know what he's about to ask.

"Is- is there something you're not telling me?" he asks, cutting straight to the chase as he looks up at you with his wide, brown puppy eyes.