Request by GoldenTrioOfYJ (Wattpad)

Ok I am literally so sorry to the requester, this is a really old one and ig I just never got to it but HERE IM SO SORRY PLS FORGIVE

A few things to know:

Kwamis give them their powers

their miraculous is the accessory (Harley- ring, Peter- bracelet)

Akumas are people turned into villains, basically all their bad feelings take control (its more complicated than that but this is good enough for this oneshot)

Also I changed Iron Lad to Iron Cat cause I fuckin love in the show when Chat is called "kitty" idk

Nat and Clint are just Tikki and Plagg and aren't really the Marvel characters per se, just go with it

ALSO! Just a heads up, I'm not caught up with the show and this is just my idea of a reveal!

Disclaimer: I don't own Marvel or Miraculous Ladybug.

3rd Person P.O.V.

"Pound it!" Spiderman and Iron Lad exclaimed in unison, fist bumping. Iron Cat leaned against the guard rail causally, playing it cool.

"Hey, bug, whaddya say we go out and, I don't know, get dinner together? I've heard the Empire State rooftop is pretty romantic at night..." he grinned playfully, mask digging into his cheeks. As great as iron was to protect him, the mask was really obnoxious. He wanted nothing more than to take it off and reveal himself to his partner, and crush, Spiderman.

"Mm, nice try, kitty. I'm about to detransform, and so are you, so I'm going home." Right on cue, both their miraculous' beeped, Spiderman's bracelet and Iron Cat's ring. "See you tomorrow!" And with that, the bug-themed hero swung away, leaving Iron Cat alone on the rooftop. He sighed, slumping down against the wall, transforming back into his alter ego, Harley Stark.

"Where's my cheese?!" Harley's kwami, Clint, demanded. Sighing, Harley handed the tiny iron cat a slice of camembert from his bag. Clint greedily munched on the cheese while Harley leaned back against the roof tiles, sighing.

"I don't understand, Clint. What more can I do? I really want him to know who I am... and I want to know who he is," Harley frowned. "But he doesn't want to reveal our identities..." The blond looked down at his kwami, eyebrows furrowed. "I really like him, though, but he seems so disinterested in me as Iron Cat... but whenever I run into Spiderman as Harley, he's stuttering and nervous! What can I even do...?"

"Well, for starters, I could use a nap," Clint grumbled. "And maybe some more camembert." Harley chuckled softly, pulling the small iron cat into his bag before climbing off the roof to head back home to his home, Stark Tower.

Harley Stark was the son of Tony Stark, the rich and famous inventor. After Harley's mother had died, Tony became distant and cold towards the boy, leaving Harley in the care of Happy, his driver and personal assistant. Happy was, ironically, not a happy man, and would hardly speak to the young teen. In fact, Happy was only really involved when it came to Harley's schedule, and otherwise left the blond to his own devices.

And so, when Harley got home that night, it was no big surprise that nobody was around. Sighing, he went straight to his room, ready to spend another night lonely and sad.

"See you tomorrow!" Spiderman waved quickly before swinging away from Iron Lad to detransform in an alleyway. His kwami Natasha, a black widow spider, flew out, hovering over his palm. She was quickly handed a crunchy chocolate chip cookie.

"Thanks Peter!" she exclaimed, happily eating the treat. The brunette let out a soft breath, encouraging Natasha to hide in his clasped bag as he walked down the New York City streets.

"Iron Cat is so flirty," he murmured to the spider, frowning. "But I like Harley, not Iron Cat... even if he is kinda cute."

"Well," Natasha mused. "How do you really feel about Iron Cat? Because he clearly likes you." Peter sighed.

"I don't know..." He mumbled, entering the Parker family bakery. His aunt, May, cheerfully greeted him with a tray of fresh baked macaroons. "Thanks, May."

"Of course, honey, and there's plenty more where that came from!" Peter smiled at her, heading upstairs to his room. Nat flew out of his bag, sitting on Peter's desk. The brunette sighed, slumping tiredly. Patrol had been tough today, him and Iron Cat barely scraping by.

"Peter? What's wrong?" The tiny black widow questioned.

"Just tired, Nat. I think I'm going to relax for a little bit." Peter glanced up at the hatch that led up to his rooftop balcony, quickly climbing up. From the balcony, he had a beautiful view of the city. He sighed, leaning on the railing. Nat sat on his shoulder, admiring the view as well.

"Hey there, darlin'."

Harley paced back and forth in his room, a ball of pent up energy and frustration. Groaning, he flopped onto a beanbag chair, hearing an annoyed squeak from Clint.

"Watch it!"

"Sorry, sorry," the blond murmured. He paused for a moment, looking at the tiny iron cat. A small smile slowly spread across his face, an idea planted firmly in his head. Harley jumped up, punching his hand out.

"Clint, claws out!"

Immediately, a silver and gold transformation occurred, Harley emerging as Iron Cat. Grinning, the superhero jumped out through the window, jumping off into the night.

After wandering aimlessly for a little bit, Iron Cat found himself near the Parker bakery. He went to school with Peter, and the boy had always been nice to him, if a bit nervous. Knowing the family had a balcony, he jumped up from the back, freezing for a second when he saw Peter... with a small black thing on his shoulder. Squinting, Iron Cat could see that the thing was moving, and it had a small red hourglass on it.

"Hey there, darlin'," he greeted, startling the smaller boy. Iron Cat noticed that the small thing had disappeared from Peter's shoulder.

"Oh... hi, Iron Cat. What are you doing here?" Peter frowned, glancing down nervously. "Is something wrong?"

"No, no, I just needed to get some fresh air." Peter narrowed his eyes suspiciously.

"How much fresh air do you need? After that akuma attack earlier..." The brunette trailed off, once again looking anxious.

"Ah, well..." Iron Cat rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. "I was just wandering, thought I'd say hi," he shrugged. Peter nodded slowly.

"Oh, well, um, hi."

"Hey." Harley internally cringed, wanting to bring up the small thing that had been on his shoulder. He knew Peter didn't have any pets... but what would be able to move? And that hourglass symbol... he recognized it. Eyes widening, he looked Peter dead on.

"I have a question, actually..." Peter looked up curiously, head tilted. "Why do you have a kwami?"

"I- no- I don't-" he sputtered uselessly, sighing. "How'd you know?"

"I, uh, saw it on your shoulder... but why do you have one? Who are you?" Peter rolled his eyes, holding up his arm.

"Natasha, web on!" A explosion of red and blue light flooded the rooftop, and suddenly Spiderman stood in the place Peter had been mere moments ago.

"... It was you, this whole time...?" Iron Cat questioned. Spiderman nodded, crossing his arms.

"Yeah. Your turn." Iron Cat nodded, pushing his hand out before making a fist and pulling his arm back in.

"Claws in." The silver and gold light hid him from view for a moment, before disappearing to reveal Harley. Spiderman's hands flew to his mouth.

"Oh my god... this whole time..." He murmured, astounded. Harley nodded.

"So..." he looked up at Spiderman. "Do you maybe, I dunno, want to kiss?"

"Web off." Once Spiderman was Peter again, the smaller boy stepped closer to Harley nervously, grinning. Harley gently held the side of Peter's face, slowly leaning in for a long, sweet kiss.

When they pulled away, Peter kept his eyes closed for a moment, sighing happily.

"Wow..."

"My thoughts exactly, darlin'."

Ahhh again so sorry I didn't get to this one earlier

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