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thebipolarbisexualnerd · 5 years

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To Be a Teenager

Peter is trying to navigate the world of dating, and boy does he feel like he’s messing it up royally.

Peter checked his phone for the sixth time in about as many minutes and sighed when his home screen was as blank as ever. The anxious knot in his stomach tightened and he had to take a deliberate deep breath to keep himself breathing evenly and not alert his mentor to his mental distress. Tony was working one table over and seemed to be pretty involved in his project, enough to ignore him for the time being. Peter himself wasn’t doing much more than a tad bit of tinkering, distracted by what had happened last night.

Last night he had had the apartment to himself while May was at work and Tony was on a date with Pepper for a change of pace. Peter had nobody to bother him and nowhere to be so he had invited Ned over for Legos and to watch the latest Brooklyn Nine-Nine episode. Everything was apparently nonchalant and normal except that Ned was now much more than the guy in his chair.

In fact, he was now the guy Peter wanted in his bed.

They had kept it between themselves for now. Neither of them had any idea how to tell anyone else how one night in the early hours of the morning they had kissed and hadn’t stopped since. Being with Ned was as natural as breathing and nearly as much fun as all the hype teen movies made it out to be. The kissing was thrilling and made Peter feel all kinds of things he had never given much thought to before. He didn’t know a touch could steal your ability to think or breathe until Ned’s hands were running over his chest under his shirt. He wanted to do more touching and things that parents never wanted them to know about until after they were married.

Peter just had no idea what he was doing, and that always terrified him.

One drawback of being so smart was that Peter was very rarely at a loss of how to do something very long. He always figured out problems easily and had an answer to just about everything. That or he had a brilliant mentor to help him figure things out. This thing with Ned he had no idea how to navigate, proven by his poor attempt to seduce his friend the night before.

He had dressed up in a nice shirt and some actual slacks which had tipped Ned off first thing. Then he had had candles lit around his room and some low jazz playing that neither of them ever listened to. His bed had on nice silk sheets May had bought years ago for herself and Ben actually but hadn’t been touched since his death. Ned had caught on to what Peter was hinting at and while he had grinned nervously his best friend seemed eager to try it out as well. There was nobody Peter trusted more or that he was closer to, besides his aunt and Tony.

For one night he forgot about the Peter Parker luck and actually believed he could pull this off.

He had enthusiastically taken Ned’s shirt off and tossed it on top of one of the candles. He had scorched his best friend’s shirt and while they were dousing the tiny flames they had gotten water all over the sheets in the meantime. The mood was quickly killed and Peter only got a glimpse of Ned’s chest before it was covered again completely. They had laughed it off and gone about their night as usual with May none the wiser, but Peter was humiliated and insecure that Ned hadn’t called him all day today.

“Are Steve and Bucky still dating?” Peter asked aloud after over an hour of complete silence. Tony cursed at the sudden noise as he dropped a tool that clattered to the floor loudly.

“Steve?” Tony repeated, one of his least favorite topics even after they had all made up. “Oh right, yeah, they are still together I think.”

“Right,” Peter answered, wondering if he would combust trying to ask Steve about any of this. The answer was definitely a yes and that idea was quickly put to rest.

“Thinking about putting your bisexual status to good use?” Tony inquired of him, thoroughly distracted from his project and now watching Peter closely. Peter blushed and pretended to be taking notes intently.

“Something like that,” Peter muttered. There was silence again and now Peter had to wonder where that rock music Tony loved to blare was at a time like this.

“Anything you want to tell me?” Tony pressed and Peter compulsively checked his phone yet again, though the same exact result happened. He was a scientist and should really know better than to conduct the same experiment to expect different results.

“Nothing at all,” Peter said quickly.

“You haven’t asked for a single tool, even though I put them all away for a change,” Tony gestured to where the tools were indeed neatly organized along the wall far away from his work station. Peter flushed again and wondered if he would ever get better at pretending he was fine. “Also, I’ve never seen you touch that phone as much as you have tonight. Not even the night I gave it to you. You waiting for a call?”

“Call, text, or even a like on facebook I’d take about now,” Peter confessed, flicking the screen on and wanting to cry a little when it was empty.

“Who are you waiting on?” Tony spun his chair around to face him fully and Peter followed his lead on working on any project further tonight. Tony wasn’t scary to talk to, not anymore. He was the dad he had never gotten to have around and Peter was so lucky to have him in his life. He knew Tony himself was bisexual and had probably had sex with a guy at some point in his life. It was just that as much of a nerd as Tony could be, sex had never been hard for him to come by. He had been a playboy not so many years ago and could have absolutely anyone he wanted. He would probably never understand why Peter had such a hard time moving past first base.

“I’m waiting for Ned,” Peter said softly and for once he wished Ned was here to hold him instead of Tony or May. It was weird to crave a different pair of arms now.

“You guys have a fight? I didn’t think that was possible,’ Tony raised his eyebrows in surprise. His full attention was on Peter now and it made him squirm. “What aren’t I getting in this picture?”

“Ned and I… We may not be just friends anymore,” Peter stuck his hands between his knees as they started to shake a bit. Tony would be the first person he would tell about this. About this new and delicate thing he had started a few months ago.

“Good for you!” Tony said enthusiastically with a grin. “It’s about time you two got together. Steve will be happy since he called it first.”

“Yeah well, who placed bets on when we wouldn’t work out? I bet nobody said before we even made it official,” Peter said miserably, tossing his phone on the couch so maybe he would stop obsessively looking at it.

“Hey, I thought I beat that self-deprecation out of you by now,” Tony said jokingly as he scooted close enough to tilt Peter’s gaze up to look at him. “Out with it kid, what happened?”

“How do you make sex seem so easy?” Peter blurted out before feeling his face go red yet again. “I-I mean, you just flirt so easily and, um, you used to, um-”

“Have sexual encounters with anyone I could?” Tony finished for him with a wry grin that didn’t reach his eyes. “You want to seduce Ned? Is that what I’m getting from this? Do you need condoms?”

“Oh no, no, no,” Peter backpedaled and wondered how everything always seemed to fall apart when he tried to do anything. “No Mr. Stark I don’t -- It’s not like -- Why do I mess up everything?”

“Talk to me kiddo,” Tony said softly as he brushed the back of Peter’s hair when the younger buried his face in his hands. “I’m done making jokes I promise. You can talk to me.”

“We tried last night. Or well I tried to, um, go further, but I ended up setting his shirt on fire and it was probably the least sexy thing in the world. I was nervous, I’m always nervous, and I messed up everything yet again. It’s bad enough Ned can’t have a normal boyfriend anyways and we haven’t talked about what we are or aren’t and here I was about to sleep with him. I don’t even know how to go about doing that or anything and I was thinking I could just-”

“Okay, take a breath kiddie,” Tony said gently as he took his hands in both of his larger ones. Peter was trying not to cry as he thought of the mess he had gotten into and the silence of his notifications mocked him more than ever. “Sex is a big step at sixteen, okay? It’s complicated and when it’s your best friend it’s rather emotional. You guys have been friends your entire lives and now you want to change things. Nobody is suave at sixteen and knows what to do.”

“He’s never told me he was into guys,” Peter confessed and a tear did fall down his face this time. “I don’t know if this just feels good or if he’s experimenting but I fell in love with him years ago. I don’t want to be the one left again.”

“Pete,” Tony said softly, seeing the much bigger problem evident in the room. He tugged Peter to sit on the their couch and it was easy for him to melt into his mentor’s side. “Ned is your best friend in the entire world and you are his as well. He is a great friend Peter, and I know he would never hurt you. Especially not like this. You aren’t going to be left.”

“I’m so in love with him,” Peter whimpered pathetically into Tony’s shoulder. “I want to go further, but I’m scared. I don’t know what I’m doing and Ned sure doesn’t know any more than I do. I don’t want us to hurt each other. I’m such a mess.”

“Haven’t I told you that at sixteen you’re allowed to be a mess?” Tony reminded him softly, running a hand through his soft curls gently. “You need to talk to him before anything else, alright? You need to establish some boundaries and maybe ask him on an actual date rather than making out in your bedroom, hm?”

“That might be a good step,” Peter admitted with a watery laugh.

“Take things slow kid,” Tony advised him. “It’s better that way when it counts. You’ve had to grow up way to fast in a lot of ways, so let this take some time. There is no rush to get to that step, okay? Sex is….nothing like those movies. You need to be completely comfortable with yourself and your partner before it’s really any good.”

“That’s enough of that,” Peter insisted, but he didn’t move from the safe place of Tony’s arms. They sat in silence for a little bit before a buzz took them out of their thoughts and Peter snatched his phone up quickly. He opened the message from May and instantly had tears in his eyes in a matter of moments.

“What the hell did he say?” Tony asked, and Peter had no doubt Tony would be ready and willing to kick Ned’s ass if he hurt Peter in any way.

“He dropped off flowers,” Peter said with a sappy smile, showing Tony the large bouquet now on their kitchen table. “There’s a letter attached and May said he looked sad I wasn’t home.”

“I always knew I liked Ned,” Tony said with a satisfied smile of his own.

“Do you mind if I…” Peter trailed off, gesturing to the adjoining smaller room.

“Yeah yeah, go call your boyfriend,” Tony teased him with a kiss to his temple as he let him get to his feet.

“Thank you,” Peter said sincerely with a small smile as he slipped out of the room, eager to hear Ned’s voice after a long day.

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