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More quick updates... I hope all of you are having/had a wonderful holiday celebration this year, and let's just consider this to be my gift to you on this fine Christmas day :)

I love you all, have a fun (but safe) holiday break! And I'll see you soon with another chapter!

Disclaimer: I don't own Marvel.


3rd Person P.O.V.

Harley stood in line at the shop, ready to checkout. When it was his turn, the cashier looked up at him with a short laugh, scanning the items.

"Just these two today, sir?" He questioned, pressing a few buttons on the computer.

"Yes, thank you." Harley paid for the items, leaving the store with his bag. The southern boy was excited to give Peter the newest addition to his wardrobe, which would match with Harley. He drove back to the tower, holding the bag with a grin.

"Peter?" He called, holding onto the bag tightly. The smaller boy poked his head around the corner, eyeing the bag curiously.

"Whatcha got?" He asked, walking up to Harley.

"Well... since we're spending Christmas here together, I figured I would bring a holiday tradition from Rose Hill," he explained, reaching into the bag and grabbing a red and blue sweater, with funny-looking snowmen and sewn patches that looked sort of like Christmas lights. "Ugly sweaters!" Peter took the sweater with a soft laugh, putting it on over his shirt.

"How do I look?" He giggled, modeling the sweater for Harley. The blond grinned, running both his hands through Peter's hair and pulling him up against his body.

"Handsome, darlin', as always." He pressed a kiss to Peter's forehead, breaking away and grabbing the bag. "And guess what? I got a matching one!" Harley's sweater was just like Peter's, except it was red and gray and the snowmen were replaced with tacky reindeer. He put on his sweater, Peter slapping a hand over his mouth to keep from laughing.

"Oh, wow, Harls, these look... great," he smiled, barely holding back laughter. Harley grinned awkwardly, showing off his sweater.

"Well, they certainly live up to their name, huh?" The southern boy laughed, tossing the bag onto the counter. "Yknow, I think it really suits you. Somehow, you manage to pull it off." The brunette blushed, looking down at his feet.

"Harls..."

"No, no, I mean it!" Harley insisted, grabbing Peter's hands and rubbing at the knuckles with his thumb. "You're the most beautiful person I've ever met. Every day I wake up to you, and I wonder how I could possibly be this lucky." Harley wrapped his arms around Peter, hugging the smaller boy tightly. Peter jumped up, legs locked around Harley's waist.

"That's really sweet, Harls," he murmured, nuzzling into the taller boy's neck. "I love you so much."

"I love you too, darlin'," Harley smiled fondly, carrying Peter over to the couch so they could cuddle. The smaller boy was straddling Harley, hugging him tightly. Tony walked in, stopping in the doorway.

"Are you two... you know what? Never mind." He shook his head, walking out and throwing his hands up. "I can't go anywhere in this damn tower!" A faint "language" was heard from down the hall, Peter and Harley laughing with pink cheeks.

"Why does he always assume we're having sex?" Peter wondered, giggling.

"Well, to be fair, he has walked in on quite a lot."


It was Christmas Eve, and everyone was relaxing at the tower. It was snowing, and the heat was turned up to keep everyone warm. Tony walked into the living room, where everyone was gathered to watch a Christmas movie.

"Is too!"

"Is not!"

"Is too!"

"Darlin'," Harley sighed. "I love you, but Diehard isn't a Christmas movie."

"Have you ever even seen it? It is too!" Peter rebutted. The two bickered about the movie, Steve holding a copy of It's a Wonderful Life.

"We could watch this..." He tried. Tony grabbed a cup of cocoa, sitting down on the couch.

"Yeah, no. Harley, Diehard is totally a Christmas movie, let's watch it," Tony insisted. The southern boy turned, exasperated.

"Yes Mr Stark!" Peter exclaimed, holding the movie up excitedly.

"C'mon, Old Man! Don't take his side!" Harley groaned, throwing his arms up.

"Stop arguing. I've brought The Polar Express," Nat smirked, holding up the DVD.

"Oh, hell yeah!"

"Language!"

"Sorry..." Peter took the DVD, and was about to put it in when Clint interrupted from the vents.

"Wait! I brought Elf, we should watch that!" Peter glanced back and forth, unsure of what to do. The room erupted into chaos, everyone arguing over what was the best Christmas movie. Bruce finally joined the party, stopping in the doorway with yet another movie.

"EVERYBODY BE QUIET!" Peter yelled, catching the attention of every superhero in the room. The brunette turned to Bruce, sighing. "What do you have?"

"I, uh, I brought Christmas Vacation..." The room was dead silent for a moment, and Bruce was expecting them to all start arguing again. Much to his surprise, everyone agreed quietly.

"Oh, we should watch that."

"I love that movie."

"Shitter was full!" Harley quoted, him, Peter, and Tony laughing while Bruce and Nat cracked a smile.

"Harley! Language!" Steve reprimanded. Clint looked confused.

"I've never seen it..."

"WHAT!?" Peter, Harley, Tony, and Bruce all exclaimed in unison.

"Hey, I usually watch movies with my kids!" Clint defended. Peter grabbed the DVD, popping it in.

"We have to watch it! C'mon, everybody get a seat!" Harley picked Peter up, the smaller boy making a small noise of surprise. Harley carried Peter to the couch, sitting down with him on his lap.

"Hi, darlin'," the southern boy grinned, kissing Peter's nose. Around them, the Avengers watched as the couple disappeared into their own little world, being absolutely adorable. Tony cleared his throat, pointing at the screen. Peter's cheeks were pink with blush, sitting down next to Harley instead of on top of him, cuddling into the blond's side happily.

"Ok, I'm going to start it!" The movie started, without any objections. They laughed and drank hot cocoa, then laughed some more. Clint seemed to enjoy the movie, snacking on popcorn with his eyes glued to the screen. Harley and Peter were snuggled together throughout the movie, getting handed a blanket when Peter complained about the cold.

When the movie ended, Tony stood up, stretching. Steve got up as well, grabbing a bunch of dishes and bringing them out to the kitchen.

"Well, I think I'll go to bed. Christmas, yknow?" Tony shrugged. "See you tomorrow." He headed off to bed, Steve and Bruce following suit. Nat eyed the two boys on the couch, grabbing Clint by the arm and dragging him away.

"Nat! What-"

"We're leaving them alone. Go to bed." She let go of him, heading to her room. Clint sighed, going to his room too. He might as well go to bed at this point.

"So, darlin'..." Harley raised an eyebrow, moving his hands to Peter's waist. "Christmas, hmm?"

"Yeah," the smaller boy murmured, yawning. "'M tired." Harley smiled fondly at his boyfriend, chuckling softly.

"Alright, I'll bring you to bed."

"Harls you don't have t-"

"I want to. C'mon, up." He picked Peter up, the smaller boy wrapping his legs around Harley and leaning against his shoulder. "Aww, sleepy!"

"Shut up," the brunette mumbled, half asleep already. Harley got to Peter's room, setting him down on his bed.

"Oh, shush," the blond rolled his eyes playfully. "Go to sleep."

"Only if you stay," Peter mumbled, stretching and yawning. Harley grinned, climbing into bed next to his sleepy boyfriend.

"Can't say no to that, darlin'." He kissed Peter's nose sweetly, spooning the smaller boy. "Goodnight, love."


Awww fluff... I hope all this cuteness is healing y'alls hearts

Have a wonderful holiday everyone!

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