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"After a hostage situation, War Machine and Spiderman failed to capture who locals are now calling, Electro, a man who attacked a local bank with electricity."

ᑭᗴTᗴᖇ huffed in annoyance and turned the channel on the television to a rerun of New Girl. It had begun to rain lightly outside not too long after May had left on her date with Rhodey. Peter was still trying to wrap his mind around the fact that his aunt was dating an Avenger and was hiding it from him.

The aches in his muscles had finally stopped though, he still had a minor headache. Tony had called to make sure he was okay and to inform him to make sure to call him the next time Electro decided to make an appearance.

Cold pizza would be his supper, dipped in ranch of course. Peter grabbed a soda from the fridge and sat back down on the couch, propping his feet atop the coffee table fully aware that May would have his hide if she caught him with his feet on her mother's table.

He finished watching New Girl and an old episode of Family Guy, finishing his pizza, before deciding a hot shower is just what he needed to relieve the tension in his muscles after being repeatedly electrocuted like a bug flying into a bug zapper.

It didn't take long for the small bathroom that he shared with May to fill up with steam. He sighed in content as the hot water pelted against his aching muscles. He took the time to think as he stood under the water.

School would be out after next week for summer break. Friday was Junior prom and his birthday was just under two months away. It was hard to believe that next year he would be a senior. It was even more harder to believe that he had yet to prove himself to Mr. Stark to be an Avenger. It was like no matter what he did, how hard he tried, he'd never be good enough.

It's been almost two years since helping Mr. Stark with trying and failing to stop Captain America. He'd grown since then. People knew who he was, resident Friendly Neighborhood Spiderman.

But he wanted to be more then that. More then just some web crawling spider dude who likes to help people. More then just a masked menise according to J. Jonah Jameson.

He wanted to be an Avenger. A real hero.

His hair dripped wet as he wrapped a towel around his waist. Peter grabbed his phone up and read the text May sent him saying that she would be home late and for him not to wait up.

The refrigerator light flickered as he grabbed a bottle of water. "Man, I need to fix that."

The sudden knock on the apartment door caused Peter to arch a brow in curiosity. It must be Ned, no one else would show up at 8:30 pm on a week night, not that he had any other friends.

Fiona had only intended to come over and make sure that Peter was okay. She had seen the news and heard about everything that had happened at the bank by Rhodey. But then Peter had to open the door wearing only one of May's bright purple towels and her previous train of thought was lost upon her.

"I Umm... I just came to make sure you were okay." Fiona invited herself in, walking past Peter and eying the apartment. Last time she had been in there was the first time they had sex.

"I'm fine." Peter answered, fully aware of being naked other then the towel that wrapped around his waist. "Nothing I couldn't handle." He tried to brush the fight with Electro off like it had been no big deal.

"Really?" Fiona asked with an amused smirk. "That's not what Rhodey said."

Peter scrunched his face up at the mention of the Avenger. "Speaking of Rhodey, did you know that he's been seeing my Aunt?"

"That?" Fiona asked genuinely shocked that he didn't know. "I figured that out weeks ago."

"Weeks?" Peter asked wondering how the hell he didn't figure it out much sooner, but then again he had other things on his mind.

"I'm guessing that's were she is now?" Fiona questioned as she inched closer towards Peter with a hungry look in her eyes. She couldn't help herself. Damn it, she was a teenager and the nerd rubbed her the right way.

"I guess. I saw them leave earlier. She texted me not to wait up which makes me think of all kinds of gross things that I wish I could burn from my brain." Peter answered, oblivious at the way Fiona was staring at him until he felt her fingers tug at the towel around his waist.

"Good." Fiona stated as she reached up with one hand to tangle into Peter's damp hair, lips capturing his own as she used her other hand to pull the towel off of him.

Peter moaned in the back of his throat as his tongue tangled with hers, towel hitting the floor at his feet. He was aware now of his full nudity and felt his cheeks flush as he gripped Fiona's waist.

Their breaths came in pants as they pulled apart and Fiona smirked at him as she slowly dropped down onto her knees in front of him. Peter furrowed his brows together. "What are you... oh SHIT!"

They hadn't meant to fall asleep but after the long day Peter had and the very fullfilling night Fiona awarded him, he crashed harder then after drinking an entire case of Red Bull.

He groaned as he heard the front door to the apartment close shut. Light peaked in through his bedroom door where it had been left cracked open and Peter slowly sat up, Fiona murmuring incoherently beside him where she slept.

"Peter?"

Peter's eyes widened and he quickly jumped to his feet searching for anything to cover his bottom half, tripping over Fiona's bra when his foot got tangled in the strap.

"Peter, what was that?" May questioned, her footsteps growing closer towards his bedroom door. "Are you okay?"

He pulled on a pair of boxers, beating May to his door and slipping out of it quickly, slamming it shut behind him. "Hey!" He smiled nervously at her.

"Hey..." May trailed off, furrowing her brows together as she held up her purple towel she had picked up off of the floor. "Why did you leave a wet towel on the carpet?"

Peter gulped at the towel in his aunt's hand and shrugged innocently. "I... spilt a glass of water."

May sighed. "Well, at least it was water this time." She walked away, tossing the towel in the dirty clothes hamper at the end of the hall.

"How was your date?" Peter asked, following his aunt back into the kitchen. "Great. I really like him. I know no one could ever replace Ben but..." May smiled as she trailed off and Peter was happy that May had found someone even if that someone happened to be James Rhodes.

The sudden ringing of a cellphone caused them both to look around for the noise. "That's not my phone." May stated following the noise and Peter noticed too late that Fiona had left her jacket on the couch, cell inside, as May picked it up. "Who's coat is this?"

Peter really wished the floor would open up and swallow him whole when May picked up Fiona's phone and asnwered the call. "Hello? Pepper, how are you? Oh... I thought she called you. Yes, she fell asleep. Of course. Bye."

Peter refused to meet his aunt's eyes as May put Fiona's phone back inside her coat. "So... I'm going to assume you will be waking Fiona up and taking her home."

Peter nodded silently, grabbing Fiona's jacket from May who almost laughed at his guilty awkwardness. "At least tell me you were being safe?"

"Aunt May!" Peter exclaimed, eyes wide as his aunt moved past him to her own room. "I saw nothing. I know nothing but I swear Peter Benjamin Parker if I end up on one of those teen reality shows I will be having a very long conversation with one Tony Stark."

"Seriously?" Peter shook his head at his aunt before stopping her as she started to disappear into her room. "Aunt May... thank you."

May nodded her head, winking at him. "Just take your girlfriend home." She stopped before closing her door. "Oh, and you're grounded."

Peter pursed his lips together, shoulders sinking at being grounded before biting back a grin at May referring to Fiona as his girlfriend.

That thought caused Peter to grow nervous as he walked back into his room, looking at the girl asleep on his bed. Was she his girlfriend? He didn't have the courage to ask her that question.

Pussy. Sam Wilson, his very rude conscious, snorted at him.

"Shut up."

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aunt may:
*jeff goldblum wink*

peter: 👁👄👁

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also,
friendly reminder
that ghost reading
isn't cute
🥰

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