"Last time I checked, that was my name." Peter smirked.
Natasha, who was having mac n cheese, stood up from her chair and complimented, "nice hair." She ruffled the spiderling's curly black hair to which he whined in annoyance.
"Peter...? Are those piercings?" Tony asked from his spot on the couch. Peter's confidence faltered slightly. "I uh yeah um-" "Don't worry kid. You look fine." He interrupted.
"And is that.. makeup?" Steve had a slightly shocked look on his face.
"Yeah..?" "Take it off. Now. You look like a fag" "Wha-" "NOW!" "I- I-" Peter burst out crying. He didn't think his uncle Steve would be such- so- argh! There wasn't a right word for how much of an ass he was!
He stayed in his room for a good 30 minutes before recomposing. He marched down, his makeup still on his face. He walked in front of Steve, grabbed Harley, and kissed him. Harley was surprised, but got over it and kissed back. Steve sat there, a look of shock spread on his face. Peter pulled away, panting slightly, and showed Steve the middle finger. "Fuck you, Capsicle." he spat. He left the room, hearing whistles, hollering and cheers from his family.
"Wait!"
He turned around. Harley was running towards him.
"Does this mean we're dating now, darlin'?" Peter blushed, yet again, and nodded. "Sweet." Harley smashed his lips on Peter's again. They stayed in the hall again, the kiss getting heated. Harley pushed the shorter brunet to the wall, as Peter latched his legs around Harley's waist, and Harley grabbing the other's thighs to support them. They parted, a string of saliva connecting their lips, both out of breath and panting slightly. "Let's continue this in my room." They walked towards Peter's room, both flushed faces.
"Use protection!" Tony's voice hollered behind them.
Hey pups! I hope you liked this frickin short chapter! It's not really good, but I still hope you liked it.
Pls don't be silent readers! Comment and request, to help me with this.
Have a nice day my lovely gay pups! Treats for ya.
Mari out.