PLEASE READ (If you don't you might be very very confuzzled):

Hey y'all! This is my first time attempting to write fanfiction in the MCU. I am very nervous lol (so please go easy on me and my mistakes lmao). There are just a few things readers should be aware of before reading this story so the confusion is down to a minimum:

I am changing up the timeline of the MCU for the sake of the story and Peter and MJ's age lol. First things first, Tony is going to discover and take Peter under his wing 1 year before "Captain America: Civil War" (so in 2015). Tony didn't introduce himself to Peter because of the fight in Germany, he introduced himself to Peter because he was looking for recruits. Because of this, Peter does know some of the Avengers before Civil War (more specifically, he knows Wanda, Vision, and Natasha). That being said, many of the Avengers still don't know who Peter is. Adding onto this, Peter is going to be a senior when Civil War takes place so he's a senior during Spider Man Homecoming yada yada yada …

When this story is taking place, Peter and MJ just graduated college, so currently they are 21 and it has been 3 years since Spider Man Homecoming.

I'm not even going to try to incorporate Avengers Infinity War in this story … because this is an AU and honestly I don't think I can put myself through that emotionally (lol … I am weak). And I feel like that'll be really complex to write to de-dust everyone so like ... no thanks. Im here for a good time lol.

SOOOOO … besides from that … ENJOY THE STORY! and please excuse grammar mistakes, I am a child.

May 23rd

"Aren't you cold?"

Michelle looked away from the bustling city around her and glanced at Peter, before once again facing her attention towards Midtown Manhatten. Even though it was nearly one in the morning, the city seemed restless and always at a bustle.

Peter wrapped his arms around MJ's waist and put his head in the crook of her neck. Michelle rolled her eyes and scoffed, fighting back the urge to smile. MJ wiggled around, trying to escape his strong grasp when she finally faced him and sighed.

"I thought I said no PDA. I have a reputation."

Peter made a sad face and whined, staring in MJ's eyes with his stupid puppy dog doe eyed look. "No one is even here..."

Michelle moved aside and gestured to the inside of the tower. Inside, Tony and Pepper were both arguing while May was sipping on champagne, obviously drunk.

Peter grimaced and shrugged, "They aren't even watching." He moved to the end of the balcony and leaned on it, the wind slightly ruffling his curls.

MJ scrunched up her nose, "You need a haircut. You're starting to look like a girl."

In response Peter rolled his eyes and slightly punched MJ on the arm. "I know you love me."

"Keep hoping champ." MJ smiled playfully and locked eyes with Peter. Peter stuck his tongue out and grabbed MJ, pulling her closer to him. Surprisingly, Michelle didn't object. She was cold but she wasn't about to admit that. Peter leaned down to kiss her and MJ swerved away, smirking, "You're getting a little to close for comfort Spidey."

Peter pursed his lips together and crossed his arms. "What are you doing out here anyway? Don't you want to be watching Tony and Pepper in crisis?"

MJ titlted her head. "They aren't in crisis, they're just insane." They both glanced inside and watched Pepper slapping Tony with pillows and May half asleep on the couch.

Peter grimaced. "Shouldn't we be the ones partying? Since we're the youngest and all."

MJ shrugged. "They're children."

All of a sudden MJ screamed and jumped onto Peter. Peter quickly went into action, "What is it? What's wrong!?" MJ pointed down at the ground at a spider that was crawling up her leg but that was now on the ground. "Really MJ? You scared the shit out of me. It's only a spider."

"It's gross." MJ grimaced, moving the spider with her foot.

"I'm part spider," Peter cried in disbelief.

"Please don't remind me of that," MJ scoffed.

Peter continued to watch MJ poke the spider with her foot with a disgusted look on her face. "Leave it alone! That spider's harmless! It won't do anything!"

"Yeah," MJ agreed, then continued to step on the spider, "It sure the fuck won't!"

Peter gaped at her, "I am hurt. That could have been my cousin."

Peter and MJ then sat in comfortable silence, relishing the peacefulness of the night, something that didn't occur often in their lives. Well, it was comfortable silence for MJ, but Peter was still grieving over the spider murder MJ had committed. The winter air blew roughly through the air and Peter noticed MJ shiver before he embraced her and pulled her to his side. MJ rolled her eyes at the gesture but silently smiled. "Let's go inside" Peter murmured.

Once the two made their way inside, the scent of champagne immediatly wafted towards the two. Peter grimaced and Michelle frowned, clearly unimpressed.

"PETEYYYY!" Pepper squealed in joy once she saw that Peter had re-emerged from the balcony. She quickly dropped her pillows and tripped over to him, drunkingly. She then fell into Peter in which Peter with wide eyes caught her and chuckled awkwardly.

Tony stood up from his spot on the couch. "Pep!" he whined, "I was enjoying you acting all feisty. Last time you acted like this Morgan was conceived."

MJ crossed her arms and rolled her eyes, "Your son is literally sleeping in the room 50 feet away," MJ gestured, "is it your goal to corrupt him?"

Tony shrugged, "He's a Stark."

Peter turned a bright shade of red and MJ shook her head and scoffed. "Mhmmm." Pepper sighed in exhaustion and drunkenness, "I like Peter better..."

Peter bit his sleep and slowly lowered Pepper onto the adjacent couch next to May, where the two began to doze off in their drunkenness. Tony shrugged and stood up to the kitchen to take a drink of water.

"How drunk are you guys?" Michelle asked, staring down at May and Pepper.

"Those two," Tony said pointing to the two grown women dozing off on the couch, "are very wasted. They drank all my champagne."

"And you?" MJ questioned, raising an eyebrow.

"I swore off alcohol ages ago, you probably weren't even born yet." Tony smirked. MJ rolled her eyes, growled and looked up at Peter who was still staring at May half-awake half-asleep on the couch.

"Last time I drank this much alcohol was when I got married. That night was crazy. Ben and I tried to do these different poses and I alm-" May groaned, trying to stand up, but failing miserably.

"Ok time to go home." Peter quickly interrupted, clapping his hands. He slowly approached May and helped her stand up without her falling.

MJ pulled the car keys out of May's back pocket and dangled them up in the air, "I'm driving."

Peter gave her an odd look. "You never drive."

Michelle snorted, "I drive"

"No, you don't."

"I have a license! Plus I am not getting thrown up on in the car next to May."

"You've never use it!"

"Penis Parker, I swear to god." MJ snarled, narrowing her eyes. "I. Am. Driving."

Tony's eyes went wide, "Woah woah woah OK loverbirds, stop quarreling. I thought you two were staying over tonight."

Peter bit his lip, now holding May bridal style and facing Tony, "We would but..."

"You don't graduate college every night!" Tony whined, "Plus I don't want to have to deal with Pepper's hangover alone in the morning."

"Don't be a baby," Michelle stated smirking, crossing her arms and facing Tony.

Peter pursed his lips, "We were gonna visit Ned tomorrow for lunch since he's leaving for the Phillipines with his family."

"Fine" Tony sighed, "but don't forget our meeting tomorrow about the press conference, Underoos."

A flash of uncertainty passed through Peter's eyes, long enough for MJ to notice before it was gone. "Ok," Peter laughed nervously, "I'll see you later Mr. Stark."

MJ raised her brow. What press conference? "Goodluck with Pepper" MJ smirked, quickly sauntering past Tony "and Morgan" Tony rolled his eyes and grunted a faint goodbye before the three made their way to May's station wagon.

"Watch the road. MJ MJ STOP THERE'S A POTHOLE!" Peter grimaced, one hand holding tightly onto the hanger in the car and the other on May so she wouldn't fold over and die. MJ snickered, swerving quickly to avoid the pothole, which caused May to groan and turn a slight shade of green. "Are you trying to get May to throw up on me!?" Peter cried, lowering the window.

"Oooh, good idea, Parker. Then maybe once we're back at the apartment we can take a shower together..." MJ flirted, looking in the rear view mirror to see a shocked expression on Peter's face and him turning a bright red.

"MJ!" Peter hissed, "May's here!"

"She's not going to remember anything in the morning," MJ shrugged.

The three fell into a comfortable silence, before Peter whined, "Please go slower MJ, you're going 60 on a 45."

"Come on, Spidey, live on the edge!"

Peter went pale and looked towards the mirror, "If I die here, make sure to give Mr. Stark back all the lab instruments I stole from him. Actually, no. He has enough money, give them to Ned."

"You're not going to die," MJ grunted, slowing down to her dismay, "Speaking about Tony, what did he mean by press conference?"

MJ watched Peter bite his lip, his whole mood changing. "I-I... He wanted to talk about me coming out."

MJ raised her eyebrows, "Are you not telling me something? Because if I've been dating a gay guy for the past 5 years I'm gonna be pretty upset."

Peter's eyes grew wide, "N-nO! No! No no! Not like that! Why would you think that?"

MJ laughed, "I'm just messing with ya. But seriously, what did he mean?" MJ questioned, making eye contact with Peter through the mirror.

Peter sighed. "A long time ago we had a conversation about after college me revealing my identity."

"Do you want to?" MJ asked honestly, sincerity and compassion evident in her voice.

Peter looked out the window once again. "I'm not sure," Peter reluctantly replied. "Spiderman has enemies. And I'm not sure I'm ready to expose my personal life to them and the public."

"What do you mean?" MJ asked, concerned.

Peter swallowed. "What if something happens? Like, someone attacks you, or May, or Ned, and I can't protect you guys." Peter admits, fear in his voice. He looked over at Michelle, who was concentrated on the road deep in thought. "I mean, look at May," Peter sighed, gesturing to his drunk aunt, "she can't protect herself!"

"She's drunk right now." MJ bluntly replied. "You're not about to give me the whole I'm-a-superhero-so-I-have-to-stay-away-from-you-in-order-to-keep-me-safe bullshit, are you?"

Peter sighed, exasperated, "My worst fear is that I'm not going to be able to protect you and that something ... something ..."

"Nothing's going to happen," MJ stated, finishing her boyfriends stuttering sentences, "besides, your Spider Man, everything will be ok."

Peter stared at Michelle for a few moments before mumbling, "You're starting to sound like Ned."

"OK no more talking, you and your worrying is giving me a migrane."

. . .

The gleam of light shone in through the gaps of the curtains. The sunlight slowly hit MJ's face before she groaned and tried squirming away from the harsh sunlight. Her body ached from the close quarters of Peter's bunk bed. Peter quickly threw a pillow on his face, trying to block the sun aswell and block out the day to come.

"Why don't you get a grown up bed, you're 21." MJ grumbled, her whole body laying on top of Peter's, "We can't keep on both sleeping on a twin sized bed." Peter removed the pillow from his face and gazed down and Michelle. Her curls were down, a rarity to see, and she blinked lazily with an annoyed look on her face. She was blushing slightly. She reached up and ruffled his unruly curls, "I'm cutting your hair today. People are going to mistake who the girl is in this relationship."

"No no no," Peter quickly replied, now fully awake and no longer groggy, "Last time that happened you made fun of me for weeks! You don't know how to cut hair. Plus, I still look pretty masculine."

MJ started laughing and made a sarcastic face at Peter. "You're so manly."

"What?" Peter questioned, frowning. He then got close to her ear and whispered, "Plus I know that you thoroughly enjoy my manly muscles. You know I have a 10 pack." MJ's eyes widened and she began to blush. Peter smiled as he felt her heart rate increase.

"You. Are. Unbearable." MJ plopped her face down again back on Peter's chest. "But seriously, why can't you just ask your sugar daddy Stark to buy you a bigger bed?"

"He's not my sugar daddy." Peter argued.

MJ raised her head and gave Peter a look, "Really?"

Peter and Michelle stared at eachother in a silent battle before he finally sighed, "You know what I mean. Plus I never sleep here anymore, and I kinda like the bunk bed."

"Your a child." MJ smiled, rolling her eyes.

"If you really wanted more space the top bunk is clean, you can sleep up there."

Mj pursed her lips, "It's cold up there."

"Really?" Peter teased, "That's the only reason you don't want to sleep up there?"

MJ licked her lips "I'm taking a shower. Maybe you should join me and clean your dirty mind and all."

. . .

The two left the apartment soon after waking up, but not before forcing a green smoothie down May's throat to help her with her hangover.

"We're running late. Ned's gonna be pissed." Peter grumbled as MJ and Peter shoved themselves through the bustling street in Queens, "plus, I'm cold."

"I told you to wear another jacket," Michelle replied, pursing her lips, "and if you joined me in the shower like I told you to instead of showering by yourself, we wouldn't be in this position right now. Plus you'd probably would've had more fun too."

Peter shook his head and pleaded, "Please don't do this here. I thought you said no PDA."

MJ smirked, eyeing Peter, "I don't know what your talking about."

"And you say I have a dirty mind."

"Yep," MJ declared, "You have a dirty mind and girl hair." She giggled and looked up at Peter with a satisfied look on her face while Peter looked down at her in disbelife and mock hurt.

"My girlfriend is so nice."

The two continued to walk down the street before Peter stopped abruptly, his spider senses going off. Sensing his discomfort, MJ stopped and pulled him to the side of the street, "What's wrong?"

"I-I don't know." Peter whispered, glancing around. He then heard the sounds of sirens approaching and soon enough the sirens where blazing past them on the street. Peter glanced and MJ and they both began running towards the ambulances. Peter quickly became aware of the smells of smoke and he began to hear the shouting and flames while he spider senses continued to blare warnings at him.

"Oh my god, Peter." MJ gasped, "It's Ned's building."

"What?!" Peter hissed, quickly looking down to where MJ was gazing and saw Ned's building up in flames. "I have to -"

"I know." MJ gulped, carresing his arm, concern laced in her voice and eyes, "Be careful."

Once Peter had jumped into the shadows in an alley way without anyone watching, Michelle quickly ran through the crowds towards the burning building. MJ started coughing as the smoke hit her and she forced her way to the caution tape, where the police were desperately trying to control the public and pull people out of the burning building. Michelle almost missed the red and blue spandex figure that quickly moved its way into the building without so much as wincing. Her heart clenched and her throat went dry and she continued to watch the red hot flames burst through the windows. "He'll be fine," Michelle whispered to herself, "He'll get Ned and they'll be fine.. they'll be fine..."

"Michelle?"

MJ quickly spun around to be faced with Ned's mother, sister, and father watching her and their home burn up in flames. MJ opened her mouth but nothing came out and she watched as Ned's family's eyes widened and they started to panic. "Is Ned with you?" MJ quickly questioned, hope seeping into her voice.

"N-No, h-he stayed at home to p-pack..." Ned's mother chocked out, her eyes never leaving the building.

Suddenly, the group spun towards to face the building before part of it collapsed to the ground. Many people screamed and debris and ash flew everywhere.

MJ blinked, her heart crushing and her hand immediately flew to her pocket without much more thought. She quickly speed dialed the number and held it up to her ear, trying to control her breathing.

"Look who it is, Michelle, why are you calling me, you never call me?" The voice boomed cockily over the phone only after a few rings, "You need help with May's hangover huh? I can send over a recipe-"

"Tony" MJ gasped, pleading that he stopped with his cocky regale. Fear seeped into her voice.

"What's wrong?"

. . .

Peter gasped as he felt the heat wrap around him and the flames lap at his sides. Thank god this suit filters the air or else I'd be dead. He quickly maneuvered around the fallen walls and burning furniture, his heart beating rapidly in his chest. "Ok Karen," Peter coughed, "Find life-forms, and find a passage way to Ned..."

'"There are 3 life-forms in the room to the left, it seems to be two females and a male."

"Ok," Peter replied, breathless as he ran into to room. To his left he sees a mother and her two children. They were huddled in the corner, wrapped in a blanket to protect themselves against the flames. The two children whimpered. "It's ok." Peter reassured, quickly approaching the family, "I'm gonna get you out." Peter picked up the two kids and quickly lowered them down the window using his webs before he helped the mom down. By the time Peter had safely secured the family, Peter quickly climbed through the burning debris towards the 8th floor where Ned's apartment is. Peter coughed, the smoke finally filtering it's way through the mask but it was still better than being exposed to the smoke. His eyes burned and his muscles were screaming at him to stop due to the burns in his suit and the cuts from the falling debris. "Karen where's Ned?"

"He seems to be in his apartment, there are 3 ententies in his apartment."

Peter breathed heavily as he finally maneuvered himself to the door and he smashed it down. He was suddenly faced with not only a smokey room but with Ned on the ground, blood seeping out of his stomach. Peter's eyes went wide and he ran towards his best friend. "Ned? Ned?!" Peter coughed, quickly examining Ned. To Peter's disbelief, there was a gunshot wound in Ned's stomach. "Oh my god," Peter gasped, his eyes prickling with tears "Karen does he have a heartbeat?"

"I cannot cleary detect a heartbeat."

"No No No No No!" Peter cried, shock settling on him. He quickly tore off his mask and put it on Ned, "It's ok, dude, you're gonna be ok." Peter coughed and his eyes burned, now fully exposed to the environment around him. Peter gasped for a breath and was about to grab Ned and web them down to the ground when someone knocked him over. Peter winced in pain as he fell into the flames and quickly webbed himself back up, facing two figures who both had guns pointing at him. Peter squinted, barely seeing the two black figures standing next to Ned and his eyes burned with smoke.

"Peter Parker," one of the figures boomed, malice in his voice, "we've been waiting for you."

Peter stumbled, the burns on his body now hurting, "W-Who are you?"

The two figures ignored him and started approaching Peter. One of them shot and Peter quickly dodged the bullet. He webbed the other mans gun and threw it out of his hands. Peter quickly webbed the two men and was about to grab them before half of the building collapsed. The two men screamed as the floor above them collapsed on the two and Peter quickly dove over Ned to protect him.

"I-It's ok," Peter coughed, filling dizzy, "I'm gonna.. gonna-" Peter gasped, quickly passing out next to Ned.

The last thing he remembered is cold metal grabbing him and the rest of the building collapsing.