tom holland/peter parker and steve rogers oneshots

to be something more- peter parker

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in which two best friends

try to deny how they feel

about each other

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based off scenes from CA:WS (credits to MCU), but Peter and Y/N are in Steve and Natasha's places instead. This is an AU timeline not set in any specific year, so Bucky is part of the Avengers for this.

mostly fluffy to make up for the angsty-ish steve one :) the only warning is cockblock sam and clint

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A duo mission gone down the wrong road ended up in you and Peter being hunted down by a massive group of HYDRA mercenaries along with Rumlow, who'd somehow narrowly escaped death on the last time you'd encountered him with the team a year ago. Now you were on the run, rushing to get the data downloaded onto the flashdrive and finding out a way to escape without getting one of you hurt or killed.

"First rule of going on the run is, don't run, walk," you nudged Peter in the arm as you walked close together side-by-side. "Last thing we need is for a bunch of evil dudes noticing that two sixteen year-olds are trying to hack into their database's mainframe and retrieving kind-of super-secret data.

"If I run in these shoes, they're going to fall off!" Peter exclaimed.

"Then why did you pick such big shoes?" you rolled your eyes. "Maybe Steve should've gone on this mission with Thor or something instead."

"The reason why they picked us was because we're the least likely out of the team to be noticed."

"...You could've picked a more...comfortable...and better...disguise."

"What? Do I not look good in flannel?" his eyes widened and he feigned looking offended. "I thought I looked pretty cute."

"You're decent, I guess," you shrugged. "Now come on. We need to find somewhere to get this shit done."

"Wait, look, over there," Peter hissed, tugging on the sleeve of your hoodie and you turned to the direction he was looking at to see an Apple store in the distance. "I think that'll do."

You quickly entered the store with him and started logging into one of the computers on display."Dad said that the drive has a Level 6 homing program, so as soon as we boot up SHIELD will know exactly where we are."

"So how much time do we have?"

"Uh...about nine minutes from..." you popped the flashdrive into the MacBook Pro, "Now."

"This drive is protected by some sort of AI," you muttered, peering closer at the screen, "it keeps rewriting itself to counter my commands."

"Can you override it?"

"The person who developed this is slightly smarter than me. Slightly."

At that moment, Rumlow and his team pulled up outside the mall and headed inside in search of the two of you.

"I'm gonna try and run a tracer. This is a program SHIELD developed to track hostile malware, so if we can't read the file, maybe we can find out where it came from."