Each morning when Peter wakes up in the Avengers mansion he can never believe how fortunate he is, sure being a hero had its downs [many downs] but having hero friends definitely was a bonus. Since Aunt May's boyfriend moved in Tony had left the offer of Peter moving in for long weekends to let his Aunt be her own woman, Peter very quickly accepted [super hearing also has its downs…].
The youngest Avenger at just 16 made his way to his ensuite bathroom, turned on the waterfall steamy shower before hopping inside, "Friday, can you play some music from my Spotify?" he called.
"Certainly, Peter," the A.I. replied, the first song played so he hummed, by the third he was singing along to 'No Scrubs'. He turned off the shower humming the final lines, drying himself and tying the towel around his hips he faced the mirror.
As he splashed his face 'How Long' by Charlie Puth started, its heavy beat forcing Peter to bite his lip as he danced along, "I'll admit, I was wrong. What else can I say, girl? Can't you blame my head and not my heart?" he sang quietly brushing back his hair, placing down his brush and doing chest pumps to the 4 beat gap before moving from the bathroom to his underwear drawer, "I was drunk, I was gone, that don't make it right, but promise there were no feelings involved," he continued quietly slipping on his boxers and vest, pulling his jeans up as the music continued.
Listening to the song he snapped his fingers, bending his knees he stepped on each beat toward his wardrobe quietly joining back on the line, "She said, save your apologies," as he opened up the closet and peered inside, grabbing a blue and black, patterned shirt Mr Stark had given him from his party hard days; he slipped on the silk spinning on the spot, "How long has this been going on?" he sang, "You've been creeping 'round on me, while you're calling me baby," he danced backwards shimmying as he moved, pointing and lowering his hands as he continued, "How long has this been going on? You've been acting so shady, I've been feeling it lately, baby," he finished the chorus flopping down onto the end of his bed putting on his socks and trainers.
Meanwhile down the hall, Natasha, Pepper, and Bruce were all heading toward the lounge, passing the crack at his door the trio could hear someone singing. Natasha peered an eye through the crack just to watch Peter as he fell onto his bed, she smirked raising a brow to the others, "Charlie Puth is Spider-Man," she joked to the others.