Peter Parker oneshots :)

Nap time

Peter stumbled around the tower tiredly, his mind short circuiting as he briefly wondered how he managed to get through the day. 

He yawned, eyes watering, and dropped his bag on the ground- oblivious to the loud cracking noise it omitted, long, thin cracks spreading from where he had dropped his bag. He colapsed onto the couch beside where Pepper was talking on the phone, resting his head on her lap as she immediately started running her long fingernails through his brown curls. 

Tony, Steve and Bucky stared at Peter's bag, wondering how the fabric managed to stay intact. His bag had cracked the tiles from the weight, and it almost tore Tony's arm off when he tried to pick it up. 

"What have you got in your bag Peter?!" Bucky asked incredulously, staring at the cracks in shock. 

Peter lazily lifted a hand and gave a wild, strange hand gesture. "Just stuff for exams." He replied, yawning again. 

"When did you last sleep Peter?" Steve asked worriedly, noticing the large, dark bags beneath his eyes. 

"Who knows? Certainly not me for sure," Peter chuckled humourlessly. "I've been studying for exams. Can't fail, or I'm sure Aunt May would come back from the dead just to walk me across the head." 

Bucky, Steve and Tony exchanged looks. That was very unlike Peter. 

Pepper seemed to notice it too, her eyebrows furrowing as he mouthed something incoherently at them. 

Tony didn't get what she said, his dark eyebrows scrunching in confusion as he mouthed; 'what?'

'He needs to take a nap.' Pepper mouthed back, slower. 

"He needs to poke a cap?"

Pepper closed her eyes for a second, jaw clenching in frustration. She opened them again and plastered a smile on her face. 

"Yes of course Mr Francis, I'll get right on it." She said brightly, her attention back to the phonecall she was meant to be on. Then she turned and looked back at the very confused Tony, while Steve and Bucky watched in both exhasperation and amusement. 

'He. Needs. To. Take. A. Nap.' She mouthed slowly, exaggerating each mouth movement. 

Tony just stared at her in confusion for a solid three seconds. 

"Nope, sorry you've lost me. What'd she say?" He turned and looked at Steve and Bucky. Steve was pinching the bridge of his nose, and Bucky was laughing, clapping his hands like a seal. 

"She said that he needs to take a nap." Steve sighed, Bucky too busy laughing to answer. 

"Oh. I think he's already asleep." Tony pointed out, gesturing to where Peter was drooling onto Pepper's grey pencil skirt. 

The three men stared at Peter, peacefully sleeping on Pepper, brown hair in a curly mess, blue jumper crumpled and wrinkled, one of his abs showing slightly where his shirt was pulled up accidentally. 

Tony sighed. "I hate to wake him up." 

"I'll wake him up!" A voice yelled excitedly from above them, making them all jump, including Pepper, who's pen snapped and dripped ink everywhere. She sent a glare to the ceiling, almost as though a voice in the ceiling was a completely normal thing. 

"Clint what the hell?!" Bucky yelled, looking up at the vents where Clint's face was pressed against the ventilation grate so hard parts of his skin stuck out, giving him very disturbing features. 

"Clint you're not waking him up, I have super strength I'll just carry him." Steve said in his mum voice, making them all sigh in disappointment.