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Great,-
Just great.
Peter fluttered his eyes open, already feeling uneasy and pissed, even though he can BARELY tell why. He sat up on his bed, the sheets on the floor and his pillow BARELY on his bed. he winced a little as he felt a staggering pain on his stomach. Right.
he got shot last night and Wade had to bring him to-
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wait. Did wade seriously take him to the stark Industries building instead of his damn apartment?? God he's praying mr.stark isn't pissed that he got shot, again. Peter was secretly grateful in a way cause aunt may would've killed him even more but he doesn't care right now! He's pissed at everything and everyone!
Why, you may ask?
Well, the previous week he got the most wonderful news that his class was going on a field trip to none other than
*drum roll please*
Stark Industries!!
So now he has to endure the embarrassment about the fact that Mr. Stark might show up and embarrass his ass. God, he wishes he was bleeding out on the roof top instead of going on a trip that was basically to his second home. now he was getting extra pissed because he realized the trip is TODAY.
Peter groans and flops back onto his bed, immediately regretting it after he felt the gunshot wound hit the bed harshly.Peter groans and flops back onto his bed, immediately regretting it after he felt the gunshot wound hit the bed harshly.
He laid there for a while before deciding to get ready, slowly opening his door and walking down the hallway. he ends in the lounge to see, unsurprisingly, no one. It was 5 am after all, he wanted to sleep in but he had to meet his class at 6 am. God why does he even need to go back to his class just to come back here? This is so stupid.
The angry spider child sleepily made his way to the kitchen and opened the fridge, when he heard someone walk into the room. Actually scratch that, he thinks it was two people. Probably Dr. Banner and Mr. Stark, since they both had a habit of staying up late and working on their projects together. He turned his head to the hallway to greet both of them,
“Hey mr. stark, Hey Dr.str– wait what?”
He blinked in confusion, wondering WHY the HELL was Dr. Strange in the tower!? And why is tony’s hand wrapped around his waist and oh god – ARE THOSE HICKEYS ON Their NECKS.!?!?
He was barely able to register what he was seeing until both Dr. strange and mr. stark screamed,
“IT’S NOT WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE–”
“WE CAN EXPLAIN –”
Peter looked at both of them,his face dumbfounded. He sighed and shook his head disapprovingly.
“How long?”
He asked as he crossed his arms.Stephen looked away and tony coughed out
“....2 months.”
Peter's frown slowly turned into a big grin as he exclaimed
“HAH! Captain owes 50$! I'M RICH!” while snickering.
stephen looked at him, his expression looking Horrified while stark just started laughing his ass off while he gripped strange’s waist tightly.
maybe his parker luck™ won't affect him THAT badly today. maybe today will be just fine.
Boy was he wrong!!