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145. (MCU) Peter Parker - It Takes Two

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➽ pairing: peter parker x fem!reader (y/n)
➽ word count: 3.0k
➽ summary: an accidental discovery leads peter and you to discuss poly-nylons, tony stark, and aunt may's burnt meatloaf.
➽ warnings: awkward teenage feels, fluff, all that good stuff

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"Hey, Y/N. Y/N!"

I turned to see Peter fumbling with his books, and I extended my arms to catch them. "Hey, Pete," I chuckled. I looked at one of the books in my hand and saw the official autobiography of tech giant Tony Stark, and I laughed. "We get it, man, you're in love with Tony Stark."

"I'm not," Peter said quickly. "Just wanna read up on my boss."

"Right," I said with a click of my tongue. "The whole internship thing. That seems like a pretty sweet gig, Pete."

"It's..." Peter began and nodded. "It's alright."

"What do you actually do?" I asked, placing the biography of Peter's one true love back on his stack of books. "Do you do paperwork? Or Mr. Stark's laundry?"

That elicited a laugh out of Peter. Peter Parker and I had been friends for a while, since we were lab partners in eighth grade biology, and I had been one of the first people he told about the internship. As excited as he was to get it, though, he never really talked too much about it. "I do..." He began. "Um... Stuff."

"Well, yeah, that's what I'm asking," I said, shouldering my backpack. "What kinda stuff?"

"This and that," Peter shrugged. "Sorta whatever needs to be done."

I nodded slowly. "Uh-huh," I responded. "Well, since you're not gonna tell me, I'll tell you some big news."

"Sure," Peter said. "What is it?"

"I got an interview for MIT," I grinned, and joy overcame Peter's face. His arms instinctually went out to hug me, but his stack of books went tumbling to the ground around us. He paid it no mind and hugged me tightly anyway, rocking us as he embraced me. Peter gave amazing hugs; that's one thing nearly everyone can agree on.

"That's awesome, Y/N!" Peter exclaimed. "When is it?"

"Friday evening," I said. "And I'm freaking out really bad. Do you think you could help me prep?"

Peter had already bent down and begun to retrieve his books. "Why me?" He asked. "A-Ask Flash, he's on the debate team."

"Because I don't want to ask Flash," I sighed. "I want to ask you. God, Pete, you got an internship with Stark Industries! Why wouldn't I ask for your help with interviews? I mean, I assume there was an interview process..."

"Um, sorta," Peter said. "Yeah, yep, there was."

My eyes narrowed. "What was that turn around?" I asked. "'Sorta' an interview, but also yes?"

"It wasn't a, uh, a typical interview," Peter said. "I met Mr. Stark's head of security before him."

"Wait, hold on!" I cried. "You've met Tony Stark?"

"I told you about this!" Peter smiled. "We went on that company retreat!"

"Th-The one to Berlin?" I asked. "You met Tony freaking Stark in Berlin? How'd I not know this, Peter?"

"I remember telling you," Peter said. "I missed those days, and I texted you asking about homework, and you told me we had a test and asked how the retreat was, and I said that it was awesome and I met Tony Stark."