I sat awkwardly by the bar and watched middle-aged men trip over their feet after having one too many drinks. My phone's battery had long died a few hours ago and now I was left to find a new source of entertainment. I sighed and rest my chin on my hand.
My father, Tony Stark, was holding a special party for the opening of the new Avengers facility and everyone who's anyone was invited. Meaning that the place was completely packed and I had no one to talk to. I had lost Nat and Wanda in the crowd and decided to just sit by the bar and wait for someone from the team to pass by.
Deciding that I had enough of sitting around and waiting, I stood up and walked around in hopes of finding someone. Muttering "excuse me"'s, I weaved through the crowd. Everything was going fine until I bumped into someone and fell to the floor. Except that I never reached the floor for someone had caught me.
Looking up, I saw a boy about my age. My breath hitched as I stared at him. This boy was extremely cute. With disheveled brown hair and kind eyes, I was speechless. I had my hand on his shoulder and he had his arm around my waist, holding me up. We locked eyes and we both seemed to realize the position we were in and blushed. He righted me and I fixed my dress. I looked at him again and was about to say something but I couldn't seem to find my voice.
"Uh sorry." The boy muttered and walked past me. I watched his form disappear from my view. I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned around and saw Nat and Wanda.
"Y/N, we've been looking everywhere for you!" Wanda exclaimed.
"Sorry." I muttered, turning around and looking for the boy again. Scanning the room, I spotted him talking to my father. Confused, I scrunched my eyebrows. How does he know my father? I had never seen him before nor has dad ever mentioned him. How-
"Hello?" My thoughts were cut short when a hand waved in front of my face, catching my attention. I faced the two women behind me.
"Earth to Y/N! We asked you a question but it seems like you're a little distracted." Nat crossed her arms.
"Sorry, Nat. It's just..." I trailed off and looked over my shoulder. I saw the boy laugh at something dad had said and, I swear, I felt my heart expand about a 100 times.
"Oh, I see what's got your attention." Nat stated.
"Y/N's got a little crush on young Peter!" Wanda cooed.
"Peter? Is that his name?" I asked, sounding way too eager. Nat sent a smirk my way.
"Yup. He's new to the team. Your dad found him about a month ago and he's been training with us a few times a week." Wanda explained. I nodded in understanding.
"Do you want to meet him?" Nat asked.
"I, uh, kinda bumped into him a while ago if that counts as meeting him."
Nat rolled her eyes. "Wait right here. I'll be back." With that Nat, walked across the room and approached Peter. I saw her talking to him and point in my direction. Peter's eyes followed Nat's finger and met my eyes. I quickly averted my gaze and noticed that both Nat and Peter were making their way over to us.
"What is she doing?" I asked Wanda. She just sent me a knowing smile and began to fluff my hair.
"You'll see." She turned me around to face Nat and Peter. We locked eyes again and suddenly I felt like the sky was the limit. His eyes made me feel weak in the knees.
"Peter Parker, meet Y/N. Y/N, meet Peter a.k.a. Spider-Man." Wanda introduced us. My eyebrows rose at this. I looked at Peter and saw his cheeks turn red.
"Wanda!" He scolded her.
"It's okay, Peter. She's one of us." She comforted him. I saw him visibly relax. Mustering up all my courage, I stuck my hand out for him to shake. He took it and I felt a warm feeling rush all over my body.
"Y/N Stark. It's a pleasure to meet you."
"Stark?" His voice catching in his throat as he spoke.
"Mhmm. Tony Stark's precious daughter." Nat explained. Peter's mouth dropped. I smirked.
"Thank you for all your service. The city has definitely been safer with you around." I said, genuinely.
"Oh, uhm, you're welcome. I guess being bitten by a spider does have its perks. I mean, I get to meet pretty girls like you." He said quickly. Both our jaws fell. Peter looked like he couldn't believe he said that out loud. I heard Nat and Wanda try to conceal their laughter.
"I'll leave you to it. Have fun you two." Nat pat my back. Wanda gave me a thumbs up and they both left.
"So..." I started.
"Uh, s-sorry for blurting that out a while ago. I-I don't know what came over me and-"
"Peter!" I stopped his rambling. "It's okay and if it helps, I think you're pretty cute too." I blushed. I wasn't really one to be forward with my feelings but Peter made me feel...helpless. We had only been speaking for about 3 minutes but I knew Peter was different from all the other boys that wanted me because of my name. We looked at each other for a while before laughing. After we had calmed down, I motioned for him to follow me as we walked to the balcony. "So, bitten by a spider, huh?"
Weeks later and me and Peter had become inseparable. He would come over to the facility after school everyday and we'd talk about anything and everything. I found out that he and I shared a common love for science. Which led to many hours being spent in my father's lab.
"Alright, Peter, you have to go home or else your aunt's gonna kill me. " My dad said, strictly.
"But, dad! We're almost done with the new prototype for the spider-tracers." I complained.
"And you can finish it tomorrow, sweetheart. But Peter has to go home now." He looked at me pointedly. I sighed and looked at Peter, pouting.
"I'll see you tomorrow, Pete. Call me when you get home." I pushed myself up to my tiptoes and gave him a peck on the cheek. He immediately turned red and gave me a quick 'bye'. My dad looked back and forth between us before resting his gaze on Peter. Oh no.
"C'mon, Peter. I'll walk you out."
Peter's POV
I walked with Mr. Stark out of the facility. My hands were clammy and I felt like throwing up but I needed to ask him. And ask him now before I lose my guts.
"Mr. Stark?" He hummed, acknowledging me. "Can I ask you something?"
"Go ahead, kid."
"Uhm," I rubbed my hands together. Okay, Peter. You got this. "I was wondering if I-I could take Y/N to t-the movies tomorrow?" I looked up at Mr. Stark and he just looked back at me, blankly.
"I-It's just, Y/N's been feeling really stressed about school recently and I wanted to do something nice for her to get her mind off of things-"
"Kid! You're rambling." Mr. Stark cut me off.
"Sorry." I mumbled.
"Okay, before I answer your question. Let me ask you something." He crossed his arms.
"Okay.."
"Do you have feelings for my daughter?"
My eyes went wide and I began to deny it. Mr. Stark just looked at me impatiently and I knew I had been caught. "...Yes." I looked at my shoes and waited for Mr. Stark to blast me with his repulsor but instead I got a comforting hand on my shoulder.
"Can't say I'm surprised, that girl can charm anyone to give her all the diamonds in the world with one smile." He joked. I smiled. "It would be stupid of me to think that no boy would spark interest in my little girl but hey, you're a good kid and I know you'll keep her safe. But that doesn't mean I won't make it hard on you, Parker. So, the answer to your question is yes but I want her home by 10. You hear me?"
I couldn't help the grin that spread across my face. "Yes! Yes, of course Mr. Stark! I'll have her home on time I promise!"
"I know you will. Now, go home. Your aunt's gonna be worried sick."
Y/N's POV
I sat on my bed and waited for Peter to call me. And no, I am not desperate. I just care for my friend's safety. Yeah that's it. Keep telling yourself that, Y/N. Over the past few weeks of knowing Peter, my crush on him had somehow gotten bigger. Today, I wasn't able to control myself and gave him a kiss on the cheek which I beat myself up over after Peter left. A few moments later, my phone rang and I had to stop myself from answering on the first ring. By the third ring, I picked up.
"Hi Pete. You got home safe?"
"Hey, Y/N, yup. No criminals for me to fight tonight." He said, the sound of his voice filling my ears.
"That's good. I don't like seeing you get beat up all the time." Crap, I did it again.
"Well, I know that you'll always be there to be patch me anyways." He said, referencing to the few times that he came to my window, bruised and bloodied. I let out an airy laugh. "Y/N, can I ask you a question?"
"Sure, you can ask me anything Peter." My heart was beating hard against my chest. I heard him take a deep breath.
"W-would you like to go out with me tomorrow night?"
My heart stopped. Did Peter Parker just ask me out on a date?
"Y/N?" I could hear the panic in Peter's voice.
"Sorry, uh-I uh Yes! Yes, I'll go out with you!" I exclaimed.
"Really? Oh uhm I didn't think you'd actually say yes but okay I'll pick you up at 7? Is that okay?" He asked, eagerly.
"Yeah, that's fine. Great, actually!"
"Great! I'll see you tomorrow then! Good night, Y/N. Sweet dreams."
"Sweet dreams, Peter." I hung up the phone and laid back on my bed. A goofy smile spread on my lips and I had to bite my lip to stop myself from screaming out of joy. Peter Parker had just asked me out.
Oh my god. What do I wear? "Crap." I whispered to myself. I pushed myself up from the bed and threw my door open. "Wanda! Nat! I have a fashion crisis!"
