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Highschool starker au where tony is football player who has a crush on his art/physics teacher, peter

This turned into something entirely different from what I originally planned.

on ao3

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Pairing : Tony Stark/Peter Parker

Tags : High School AU, teacher!Peter, student!Tony, mutual pining

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Football practice in such a weather should be illegal. Technically, it shouldn't be so hot in April. But Global Warming is a bitch. And with the upcoming competition Culson was working them to the bones. Everyone looked tired. Even their Captain Steve and the ever so optimistic Thor.

Tony carried the exhaustion the next day too. He was so deadbeat he could barely tell left from right. So, when the homeroom teacher told them about having a new Physics teacher, Tony wasn't in the condition to pay too much attention.

He passed the day in a trance. Rhodey made a comment about him looking like a zombie during lunch but he was too tired to even respond.

Physics was their last period and Tony was feeling slightly better after lunch. So, he was more aware of his surroundings.

Tony was stretching his sore limbs when the most beautiful person in the world entered their class. He was wearing a dark blue washed jeans and a simple black shirt.

"Hello class. My name is Peter Parker and I'm your new Physics teacher." Mr. Parker introduced himself.

Mr. Parker had soft curly brown hair and honey brown eyes. He skin was pale and milky and his lips were plump and pink. Tony immediately wanted to get his hands on him.

Tony heard a few girls gasp and giggle in the background but he didn't pay them any attention. No, his eyes were fixed upon Mr. Parker.

"I'm not much older than you. But I hope that doesn't create any problems in our student-teacher relationship." The warning was clear on his words but in Tony's opinion it only made the older man hotter.

Tony soon noticed that not only Mr. Parker was hot, he was also really smart and a damn good teacher. By the end of the class he was practically drooling with how prefect the man was.

After school ended Tony ran to the car waiting for him outside, eager to go home.

"Happy, go go fast." He rushes the driver.

"Okay okay I'm going. What's with you today kid?" without waiting for an answer Happy started driving.

He sprinted to his room as soon as the car stopped outside the gate. Distantly, he heard his mom yell at him for running in the house. But her wrath is something he'll handle later. Now he had more important tasks to do.

He quickly turned on his computer and instantly J.A.R.V.I.S's voice exhorted around the room.

"Welcome home, Sir. How was your day?"

"Brilliant!" he exclaimed. "It was the best day of my life."

"It's really wonderful to hear you being so happy, Sir." J.A.R.V.I.S said in his perfect British accent. One day J.A.R.V.I.S would be much bigger than just a computer program. But that's a thought for another day.

"J, I need you to look into a Peter Parker. He's a teacher at my school."

"...Are you sure that you want to stalk a person, Sir?"

"It's not stalking." Tony immediately denied. "I'm just...looking into this person. That's it. Now stop questioning me and do it."

In less than a minute a report of Mr. Parker was on his computer screen. Tony found out that his full name was Peter Benjamin Parker, he was 25 year old Columbia graduate, he previously taught at Midtown High School.

His social media indicated that he's currently single, much to Tony's delight and had a boyfriend which meant he was totally into guys. Tony had never had a crush on someone that fast. But Mr. Parker was the prettiest person he'd ever seen. So, really. It was inevitable. And it's really a big issue that he plans.to act on it. It's not.

"It's such a big issue Tones. He's so much older than you." As always, Rhodey planed on being the wet blanket.

"Only seven years." He whined. "It's not too much."

"It's definitely too much." Natasha interjected.

"Oh, come'on. Not you too Tasha."

"And-" Harley said prying his mouth away from Bucky's with a wet and frankly gross sound (which made Bucky whine and Harley shushed him), "-it would take Mr. Parker two seconds before he reports you ass to the principal and your parents start making arrangements to send you to boarding school." Harley barely managed to finish the sentence before Bucky pulled him back and they started making out again.

"You guys are so disgusting." Sam commented pointlessly. They were suffering through Harley and Bucky's gross PDA since their first year of middle school when Harley first transferred from Tennessee and they all saw Bucky's brain visibly short circuit.

It was sweet at first. How into each other they were. But they could live without hearing and seeing things that made them want to bleach their eyes and ears.

"Leave them be. They're in love. And anyways, it's cute." Steve defended.

"Honestly Steve-O, how long are you gonna live in that delusion?" Tony asked because he's honestly curious.

"I share a house with Buck. I've seen and heard worse than this. Living in the delusion is how I still have my sanity intact. Relatively." hearing this they all burst out laughing, the topic of Tony's ridiculous and frankly embarrassing crush forgotten. At least the rest of them forgot.

Tony, on the other hand, had Physics as his last period and all through the class and the rest of the day he couldn't think of anything other than Mr. Parker's juicy ass.

Tony was positive he's dying. To be honest, everyone on the ground was probably thinking of the same thing. But that doesn't do anything to make him feel better. The championship was in a month and Culson was hellbent on killing them before they even got the chance to compete.

Tony had no idea why Culson was stressing so much. As long as Tony knew, Shield High had never lost a tournament. Especially, their team. They all had great bonding and could follow each other's game play without any difficulties.

But apparently Hydra High pissed Fury off and Fury's being a bitch to Culson and now their coach was taking it out on them. They're all sweating so much, Tony thought that the ground would soon turn into a pool. Tony was two steps away from throwing up or fainting or both. Most certainly both.

That was until he saw Mr. Parker walk into the field and sit down on the bleacher. All of Tony's fatigue washed away and he felt himself brightening up.

Mr. Parker was wearing a light blue t-shirt with beige slacks that fit on all the right places and Tony knew that he was going to have to go through some-um-hassle in the locker room.

When Mr. Parker noticed him looking (ogling), he gave Tony a bright smile and a little wave. Throughout the past two weeks, they've gotten closer. Not in the way Tony wantef but he's definitely Mr. Parker's favorite student in the school.

Tony had always been gifted towards physics. His quick answer and witty questions earned him Mr. Parker's favoritism quite quickly. Now, all Tony needed was to win his way to Mr. Parker's bedroom. And maybe they could go for some coffee too. Or movies. Or dinner.

He was rather rudely awaken from his daydream by Culson yelling at him to finish his laps. Pouting, he looked away from Mr. Parker and started running again.

If he hadn't looked away he would have noticed the fond look Mr. Parker subconsciously directed towards him.

"Rhodey..." Tony whined as he rolled around on Rhodey's bed, "I'm so fucked."

"What happened Tones?" Rhodey signed, not even looking up from his biology homework.

"Something's wrong with me."

"Something has been wrong with you for a long time Tones." He kicked Rhodey's shin and whined a until he got his best friend's attention.

"I'm serious! I'm-I've been having these-these weird thoughts. I don't know what to do. Help me platypus." He begged.

Rhodey rubbed his face and looked at Tony, already accepting the fact that as long as Tony was there, he wasn't getting any work done. "What kind of thoughts, Tones?"

"You know, those types. Where I want to go on dates with this person. And-and buy them stuff and do all the gross PDA. Um-oh oh and go to sleep with them? But not always in the sexy way. And then maybe wake up together too. I just, don't know okay? This is all so weird." Tony tried his best to explain. But he himself was confused.

For sometime Rhodey just kept silently looking at him. Which wasn't helping him at all and was only making him more nervous. "What? Say something."

"Tony." Rhodey started saying in a serious tone, "Are you in love with Mr. Parker?"

"What?! I-I, why would you-I never said Mr. Parker!" he yelled, earning a loud 'shut up' from mama Rhodes.

"Dude, who else do you have a embarrassing crush on?"

"I-I, oh shit."

Quitting his job at Midtown High and joining Shield High because if a nasty breakup was an impulsive decision on Peter's behalf. But only after a few days at the school, he can tell that it was a good decision.

The school was more advanced so the pay was high, the staff here were all friendly and always ready to help him.

But the thing Peter liked the most about this school was how brilliant each student was. He was already aware of the school's reputation for shaping all students equivalent to their talents.

But the real deal was something else. Peter found himself enjoying teaching in all his classes. Especially, the Grade 12 class.

If all the other students of this school were talented, then Tony Stark was a genius. He knew that the boy came from a family of all geniuses. But his intellect was something that exceeded even Peter's.

Soon Peter found himself becoming fond of the boy with an extraordinary brain and a bright smile.

Maybe a bit too fond.

Peter didn't notice when it started but one day he started paying special attention to Tony and then it never stopped.

Peter knew that the boy was popular. He was smart, handsome, rich and star football player. Boys and girls were always striving for his attention.

But Peter didn't understand why that annoyed him. Why he didn't like it when other people touched Tony a bit too much, when he got too many confessions, how the other students wore as revealing outfits as they could under school restrictions just for Tony to look at them.

The thing that irked him even more was that Tony never let go of an opportunity to flirt. He always returned their too friendly touches with a bit of his own, winked and smirked at the boys and girls when they cheered for him during football practices making them squeel with joy.

Tony was a teenager. He was allowed to have fun and relish under such attention. It's none of his business and it shouldn't trouble him like this.

Why is it troubling him like this?

"Because you're jealous."

"What?!" Peter had decided to tell his friends about all this. But instead of saying that whatever he felt was for a student, he used the alibi of a coworker. Maybe in hindsight he knew what he was feeling.

"No-no, I'm not jealous." He adamantly denied.

"Dude," Ned started to to explain. "You said he's a popular person and so many students flock around him to confess or get his attention right?" When Peter nodded he continued, "So why do you feel annoyed? Is it because you want that type of attention from your students too?"

"No, no I don't."

"No, you don't. All you want is that people don't jump him all the time. But why do you feel that?" Ned asked.

"I-I don't know."

"And you also don't like it when he indulges his fanclub" MJ quipped.

"Yeah..."

"So Peter," Ned crossed his arms and put on his most serious face, "All thses tell you that you're-"

"-That I'm jealous." Peter concluded. "Shit."

After his earth shattering realization, Peter decided to avoid Tony a bit. He was still Tony's teacher but the special kind of friendliness and affection that he reserved - completely subconsciously - only for was now more guarded.

Af first Tony liked confused due to his sudden distant attitude. But then his eyes blazed with strong resolve and determination and he doesn't leave any chance to trap Peter into spending more time with him.

Like today, when he dileberately didn't finish his assignment and was now sitting in front of Peter in detention finishing his assignment in the slowest handwriting possible.

And Peter couldn't even call him out on it because Tony wasn't breaking any rules.

"Mr. Parker," Tony started, "why don't you come watch the football practice anymore?" Tony's tone completely casual. He asked the question like he was simply curious. But Peter could see that the boy was carefully assessing him.

Sometimes Tony's observation skills scared him. But he understood that this is how kids who grow under the limelight are.

"Well, I've been a bit busy at home. So I have to go back early." Peter relished in the fact that it was not a total lie. He was renovating his place and he did have to go home early.

"Oh, but you'll come to watch the match right?" Tony looked up at him and asked.

"Um..." Peter had every intention to miss the match. He wanted to get over his unethical feelings about a teenager and watching him sweaty and ruthlessly defeating the other team wouldn't help him.

But then Tony enlarged his already big eyes even more - what the hell were they shining? - and held him hands together in front of his chest in a pleading motion, "Please Mr. Parker. It's very important to me."

And once again Peter was helpless in front of the boy, "Okay."

The smile Tony gave him would be reason of his death. He just knew it!

As expected Shield High win with a landslide of 5 to 0, the winning shot taken by none other than Tony Stark. Culson terated all the players and teachers dinner and then the students went out for a celebration of their own.

When he saw Tony on the field, giving his best for his team Peter had a very dangerous thought about how Tony wasn't that far from graduating. Then maybe he could approach the boy.

Then he also had a horrifying realization that the thought of approaching a boy seven years younger than him didn't bring him the shame it should have.

So he said his goodbyes to the rest of the teachers and went to a club. Maybe he just needed to get drunk and laid. It had been a long time since he indulged himself a bit.

Peter soon found out that the club was a mistake. Not only because the too loud music and too bright lights were giving him a headache, but also Tha fact that the football team was there too.

He knew that that he should be a good teacher and reprimand them for coming to the club but his need to avoid Tony became greater than his duties a a teacher.

He should have known that he'd never be able to avoid Tony's always aware of surroundings self. Because soon Tony Stark jumped up on the seat beside Peter and enthusiastically greeted him, "Hey Mr. Parker. Didn't expect to see you here."

"I'm pretty sure I should be the one to say that." Tony didn't even have the grace to look apologetic as he just threw his head back and laughed.

"Aww, come'on Mr. Parker you won't tell the principal right? We worked hard for so long. We deserve a bit of fun." Tony replied cheekily.

"Yeah, I guess you guys do." Peter chuckled, "So, you guys having fun?"

"Oh yeah, we are. Scott's totally hammered and Sam's trying to calm him down, Harley and Bucky disappeared long ago to have sex somewhere, Steve looks traumatized and Thor keeps on drinking. Yep, we're great." Tony said causing Peter to laugh loudly.

He looked at Tony and found the boy beaming at him. Peter's body warmed as he noticed the unabashed affection in Tony's eyes. Maybe he had too much drink already.

"Mr. Parker. Do you-do you step out for a while. It's a bit stuffy here and I-I kinda don't wanna go alone." Peter should've declined. He really should've but instead he said,

"Sure. Why not?" Peter's brain immediately started forming a whole list of 'why nots'. But Peter ignored them all in favor of Tony's hand tugging him outside.

Just as they came out, they were hit with sudden cold air, "Mmm, after coming out here I can realize just how hot it was in there." Tony said.

"Yeah, there were too many people inside." Peter agreed.

"Mr. Parker." Tony called him after standing there for a few moments, "Let's walk a bit instead of standing here like idiots."

"How dare you call your teacher an idiot?" Peter mick scolded him but followed Tony when he started to walk.

"It's not like that and you know it."

As they kept walking the environment around them quieted down. It was late, later than Peter realized. None of them were talking. They just kept on walking, not having an actual destination. Suddenly, their hands brushed and Peter looked up at Tony.

The sight that greeted him made his heart stutter. Tony was looking at the full moon with a small smile adorning his face. His whole body looked like it was glowing from the moonlight and his eyes looked like they housed a thousand galaxies with how they were sparkling.

As if sensing Peter's blatant staring, Tony looked down at him and his smile widened. Without realizing both of them stopped walking and kept staring at each other.

The atmosphere between them became heavy and was crackling with electricity. To stop himself from doing something stupid, like maybe kiss Tony and beg him to take him home Peter started talking, "Your-your parents didn't come to the game."

Tony blinked at the sudden comment but answered, "One of our relatives is sick. They went to visit her. Mom never misses my game. Dad yoo if he doesn't have work.

They were both very upset that they couldn't watch my last game. Mom threatened Rhodey into recording the whole thing." He laughed.

"That's a shame. Missing your last game."

"Yeah. But we still won. So it's all good."

"Where are you going? After graduation, I mean."

"MIT. I already got my acceptance letter." Tony grinned proudly.

"That's really good Tony."

They found each other's eyes and the conversation between them halted again. Peter saw Tony's eyes dart down to his lips. Tony licked his lips and Peter knew that his eyes were darkening. Suddenly a car went by them and the moment broke as they jumped away.

"I should," Peter cleared his throat, "I should go home."

"Yeah-yeah me too. Goodnight Mr. Parker."

"Goodnight Tony."

And they started walking in opposite directions.

After that walk with Mr. Parker, Tony felt like he jumped from zero to hundred in just one step. Since the finals were in just one month, they couldn't spend time with just mindless chatting, but nowadays he always seemed to catc Mr. Parker's eyes. Whenever he looked at their teacher he found him looking right back.

Mr. Parker's eyes were always a bit too dark, he bit hips lips a bit too much and breathed a bit too heavy whenever he was close to Tony.

Tony finished his test early and as he was waiting for the bell to ring he spread out his thighs a bit to sit more comfortably. He clearly saw Mr. Parker's eyes slid down from his shoulders to chest to thighs - like he couldn't help himself - and snapped back at his eyes.

They held eye contact for long until Tony tilted his head just a little to his left and let himself direct a small smirk towards his teacher. That made Mr. Parker flush a gorgeous red and look away.

When Mr. Parker came to collect his paper he brushed his finger against the back of Mr. Parker's hand lightly and relished in the view of his teacher's fluttering eyes.

All these were definite proofs that he had a chance of getting inside Mr. Parker's pants.

And then maybe convince him for a winter wedding too.

He understood Mr. Parker was probably swimming in an ethical dilemma. He really did. But all this hot and cold was becoming a bit hard for him. Mr. Parker would bat his eyes at him from a far but never came too close. Tony was sure he was going to die of blue balls.

His friends had certainly agreed with the sentiment.

Bu Tony couldn't bring himself to push Mr. Parker. He liked the heated looks they directed at each other, the 'accidental' brushing of hand when they walked past the hallway.

The private smiles, the little hearts his teacher drew on his copy after marking them. He liked all of this. And was afraid that if he pushed Mr. Parker too much, he'd loose it all.

If Mr. Parker really wanted to wait until he wasn't an high-schooler anymore then so he it. He wasn't going to give up on that man so easily.

As the final exams came closer everyone started paying less attention to studies and more attention to prom. Tony could see his friends being asked out and asking people out.

Three months ago he himself would be excited for it. But now even after receiving so many confessions he was bummed that he couldn't take the one he wanted so much to prom.

And the even bigger issue was that Mr. Parker was avoiding him. Again. Really, he thought that they were over the avoiding part and were currently going through the weird, totally made up just for them distant flirting stage. But nope, prom season comes and Mr. Parker once again is far far away from Tony.

It's so goddamn frustrating.

The only time he saw Mr. Parker was in the hallways.

That was why Tony was currently being asked out by a sophomore boy named Julian with Mr. Parker standing just a few feet away looking at them with a unreadable expression on his face.

It's not fair to the kid. Tony knew it's not. But he also had to go to the prom with someone. So why not Julian.

But that didn't mean he had to look right into his teacher's eyes when he said yes to the boy. He also didn't have to enjoy Mr. Parker's clenched jaw and barely concealed anger seeing Julian hug him so much.

But he did. He looked right at Mr. Parker when saying yes to Julian and kept looking at him while he was hugged. He liked that Mr. Parker was angry. At least now he knew that Mr. Parker still wanted him.

It was the last day of school before the finals. All the seniors were saying goodbyes to the teachers and roaming around the school as students one last time.

Tony too had said his farewells to most of the teacher. He approached Mr. Parker to do the same, "I-well, guess I'm graduating." He smiled at his teacher, rubbing the back of his neck a bit.

"Y-Yeah. You are." Tony saw his teacher swallow and bite his lip slightly, "I-I didn't teach you for long. But I hope you enjoyed the classes anyways." it sounded like something he told all the other students. Tony would be lying if he said that it didn't hurt.

"Goodbye, Mr. Parker." He said after an awkward pause.

"See you again, Tony." it wasn't fair. The way Mr. Parker said his name with such desperate longing but didn't even look at him. So, he didn't say anything more and turned around to leave.

During his final exams he didn't even had the time to breathe let alone indulge his sad little fantasies about Peter. He already had his acceptance letter but he still wanted to do good in the exam.

When he saw stuff like that in the movies it looked like bullshit. But now he understood that meeting the right guy really does change a person.

Sometimes he looked at the mirror and couldn't recognize himself. Three moths younger Tony would mock the shit out of him for being so pathetic after a teacher.

He slammed his head on his desk and went back to studying again.

After finals, it was now time for prom. Julian had told him to wear a red outfit and so he did. And hel can't say that it was a bad choice. Everyone kept looking at him at the prom. Not only was his suit extremely eye catching, but he knew he looked good. Otherwise, his mom would never let him go out.

He had fun on the prom. He danced with Julian, sent him home when he got too sick, danced with some other people, drank with his friends and now at four in the morning he was lying on his bed fiddling his phone contemplating of he should call Mr. Parker or not.

He was tipsy at most but of things go south he'd just say that he suddenly had really low tolerance and it was a drunken mistake.

He sta up on the bed and called Mr. Parker. The phone ringed four times before he picked up,

"Hello?" Mr. Parker's sleepy voice came from the speaker and Tony was suddenly aware of how late it was.

"Mr. Parker. It's me, Tony." He said not feeling too guilty about waking his teacher up.

"Tony!" he could hear shuffling on the other side and grasped that Mr. Parker must've sat up. "Are you-is everything alright?"

"Yes, yes everything is fine. I just-it's just that we'd probably never have the chance to talk again. So-I, I'm sorry I shouldn't have called."

"No, no, hey it's fine. It's fine that you called. Really."

"I'm really gonna miss you."

"I'll-I'll miss you too. You were my...favorite student after all."

Hearing this Tony let out a harsh laugh, suddenly having the urge to cry, "Favorite student, huh? Is that what I was? Favorite student."

"Tony..." Mr. Parker started saying but he cut him off.

"No no, this is the problem. You say my name like that but then avoid me like I'm some disease. Do you have any idea how it feels? I love you!"

"Don't-"

"No. No, right now I don't give a damn about etiquette or respect or whatever. I'm talking and you'll listen to me." Tony had had enough of this hot and cold bullshit.

"Where was I? Right, I love you. Did you hear that? I love you. And you look at me like you actually want me. But then you suddenly avoid the hell out of me.

Why? If you wanna reject me then just do it! I'm so sick of this push and pull game you're playing with me." at the end Tony was barely stopping himself from sobbing because it hurt so goddamn much.

"We-we can't. You know we can't." Mr. Parker also sounded like he was half crying but it didn't make Tony feel better in the slightest, "And I'm so so sorry, for-for all the mixed signals. I didn't mean to hurt you. Please believe that. But we really, really can't."

"Why not?" he asked, "Why can't we? I'll graduate in a few days. You won't be my teacher then. So why can't we. If you also feel something about me, then why do you act like this. Make me understand." Tony begged, because now it was a thing he did too.

"You are...like the best person I've ever met. You're perfect. You'll graduate and got to MIT and be a bigger person than anyone can ever imagine. I knew that even before I fell in love with you." hearing that Tony's breath hitched.

"Yeah, yeah I love you too. But don't you see. Even though I love you I kept on hurting you. You-you deserve so much more than your seven years older former teacher. You can have so much better."

"I hope you know that the 'you deserve better' is a shitty reason." Tony couldn't believe what he was hearing. This was probably the worst rejection ever.

"Tony please-"

"Nope. Still not your time to talk. You think I'm perfect and you're sacrificing your happiness out of your great love for me. But that's not what's happening here. You're rejecting me because you're scared.

You're scared of what people will think and say when they see you date your seven years younger former student. That's the reason behind you're rejection. My happiness and what I deserve is my own choice. You don't get a say on that. All you can do is contribute if you want to."

"Tony, you're just a kid."

"So? What if I'm just a kid? Does this mean I have no sense of my own feelings? You adults like to think you're all so great. But you can't even acknowledge the fact that your reason for rejecting me is that you want to maintain a good image in front of others and not because 'I deserve better'." He wanted for Mr. Parker to say something but when he didn't Tony just scoffed. He knew his words were harsh but he really couldn't give a shit right now.

"Goodbye Mr. Parker. For real this time." And he hung up. After that when the room was filled nothing but with the sound of his harsh breathing, he couldn't stop himself from pressing a pillow to his face and sobbing into it.

Peter felt like an asshole. He was an asshole. So much that a teenager had to call him out on his shit.

After Tony hung up the call, Peter kept telling himself that Tony was wrong, that him rejecting Tony was because he actually believed that the boy deserved better. But no matter how much he lied to himself, it didn't become the truth.

Now all he could feels was misery and dread. Since summer vacation was going on he had nothing to do and all he ever did was curl on his bed and wallow in self pity.

He was so busy being pathetic that he didn't even hear his front door opening and MJ striding in his room. Ned hot on her heels.

"Okay I've had enough. What's wrong with you?" MJ asked irritatedly.

Peter looked up at her and blinked several times to clear his vision, "I'm fine." He said and curled into ball again.

"Don't give us that Peter. Nothing is fine with you these days. What happened? Did you rejected by that coworker of yours?" Ned asked in a more gentler way than MJ.

"No, I rejected him." he was too tired to even think of a lie, "And it wasn't a coworker. It was a student."

Both his friends were stunned to silence. Peter sighed and sat up on the bed. He patted his side, "Sit down."

"Peter, what do you mean? Why would you hide it from us?" Ned asked finally finding his voice.

"I-I was scared. Scared of how guys would react. Or how would react to the fact that I have feelings for a student. I was afraid of your judgment." saying it out loud made him feel even more miserable.

"Peter, we're your friends." MJ held his hand and squeezed, "The last place you'd receive any kind of judgement is from us."

"Tell us everything. First to last. No hiding this time." Ned said and so Peter did. He told them everything to them. From seeing Tony for the first time to the phone call.

By the time he finished he was both physically and emotionally exhausted.

"Peter."MJ started, "This is something you have to figure out on your own. For me I can just tell you to go for the guy if you like him enough. But after starting to date him if you're constantly caring about other's opinions then the whole thing won't go anywhere.

Do you want to try with him? Or will you just date a more socially appropriate person and avoid everyone's judgement? Think about it."

And Peter thought about it. He thought about it every single waking moment and sometimes dreamt about it too. Right on the verge of insanity, he decided that it was time to start consulting a psychiatrist.

Peter wasn't too fond of the chilly weather. But Boston was always chilly. And if was going to live here then he'd just have to suck it up. But his change of locations completely depended on the person he was about to meet in a few minutes.

Peter heard the door of the café open and saw Tony walk in.

It had been three years since they last saw each other. After their last phone call nome of them tried to contact the other.

Peter had worked on his tendency to fixate too much on outer opinion and from what he knew Tony dated around for a while.

Peter had been hit with a massive surge of jealousy seeing other people in Tony's arm. But he knew that whatever happened was his own fault and Tony doesn't owe him anything.

Tony had grown in the last three years. All the baby fat was gone and his muscles had built up even more than before. It was hard for Peter ot to droll just a little at the sight of him.

"Hey, Mr. Parker." Tony greeted him.

"You can call me Peter. I haven't been your teacher for a long time." Peter smiled at him. Tony was eyeing him cautiously like he was trying to figure out what he wanted from Tony.

"Yeah, I guess."

They both eyed one another for a while before Tony sighed, "What did you want to talk about, M-Peter?"

"On that phone call," he saw Tony's body tense up that the mention of no doubt a terrible memory but Peter continued, "You told me that I was rejecting you because I was scared of what people would say. You were right.

My therapist said that it was a trauma response due to being bullied in school. But yeah, you were right. And sometimes I still deny myself in fear of outer opinion but I'm working on it. I really am."

"What-where are you going with this, Peter?"

"Go on a date with me!" Peter blurted out and then shook his head, "No no, that came out wrong. Let me do it again." He took in a deep breath and exhaled, "Will you go on a date with me?" He asked and after a second of thought added, "Please."

Tony blinked owlishly a few times and then burst out laughing, "Yeah," he said between his laughter, "Yeah, I'd go on a date with you."

Peter was so happy that he didn't even take offense to Tony so obviously laughing at him.

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