7 Minutes in Heaven

Toy Spider

I pulled out a small toy black spider. This could be two people, Natasha, or Peter. Hopefully, it's Natasha, because I would die of embarrassment if it was

"Peter, you're up," Tony yelled out. I freeze, my eyes widen, and my jaw drops. Peter rises his head at his name.

"What?" Peter asks. Tony laughs.

"You, Fireball in the closet," Tony summarized.

"I spent my childhood there," Peter laughed. I laughed awkwardly as I followed him into the closet. 

"Hey, Pete," I say to him before Tony locks the door.

"Hey," Peter responds.

"So, how are you?" I ask awkwardly, fiddling with my fingers.

"Pretty good, I'm starting to grow a beard and mustache, so I have to start shaving," Peter told me.

"That's awesome," I told Peter.

"Yeah, I'm getting Top surgery in a week, I'm kinda nervous about it," Peter said.

"I'm so happy for you, " I told him debating on whether I should hug him. 

"What about you?" Peter asked.

"I've been doing okay, I guess, been really busy," I told him.

"I understand that," Peter laughed.

"How's Liz?" I ask him, ever since he started dating Liz I've been trying to avoid him as much as I can. I don't want my feelings for him to affect his relationship.

"Oh, we broke up a month ago, she cheated on me," He told me.

"Oh, I'm sorry about that," I say silently happy about the news. 

"It's okay, I lost feelings for her awhile ago, to be honest," He told me.

"Oh, was it cause of someone else?" I asked with silent hope.

"Partially," He responded. I smiled at him.

"So, anyone special on your end?" He asked me. I think for a second.

"No, but I like someone," I admit to him. His eyes light up.

"Who?" He asks enthusiastically.

"Who did you like?" I counter.

"Hmm," He pondered.

"How about we say it at the same time?" He concludes. 

"Okay," I tell him.

"On three, one"

"Two"

"Three" I stay quiet, and so does he. I raise my brow at him.

"I thought that'd work," He sighs playfully.

"Is it someone here?" He asks me. I wiggle my brow at him.

"Maybe," I answer playfully, "Is yours?"

"Yep," He answers confidentially.

"Girl or Boy?" I ask him.

"Girl, you?"

"Boy, surprisingly," I tell him.

"Older or younger?" He asks.

"Older, yours?" I reply

"Younger,"

"No kiss?" Tony asks as he opens the door.

"No," Peter answers. I watch as Tony drags Peter over to the side. I go back to my seat, and I wait for Peter to come back. I watch Tony and Peter as they talk to each other, and they eventually come back over.

"Game's over," Tony announced. Everybody groaned as they left to go do their own things again. 

"Hey, Y/n," Peter said as I started walking off.

"Yeah?" I ask.

"Um, Want to finish what we started in the closet?" Peter asked nervously, confusing me.

"Uh, sure," I respond. He fiddles with his hand awkwardly.

"So who do you like?" I ask.

"I'll tell you on one condition," Peter tells me.

"Okay," I respond.

"You won't get mad?" Peter tells me.

"I swear I won't," I respond. It's going to be Shuri, he definitely likes her, or MJ.

"I like you," Peter says quickly. My eyes widen. I blink a few times.

"And it's completely okay if you don't feel the same, I just really need to get it off my chest," Peter told me.

"Like you chesticals," I add jokingly. I smile at him while blushing. He starts laughing.

"Chesticals?" He laughs.

"You know," I say pointing at my own chesticals. We both start dying. We can barely breathe from how hard we're laughing. Once we finally stop, there's just silence between us as Peter looks at me, his eyes asking the question his mouth can't seem to say.

"I like you too, Peter," I told him smiling at him. His eyes widen happily. 

"You do?" He asks.

"Of course," I respond. He picks me up as he hugs me, swinging me side to side as he does so. I can't help but laugh. He sets me down and we mile at each other.

"Now kiss!" we hear. We turn to see the Avengers watching us. I look at Peter and shrug, he does the same before leaning in and kissing me quickly. Everyone erupted in cheers as he did so.

"Want to go to McDonalds with me?" Peter asked.

"Heck yeah," I tell him.