Warnings: Swearing
Backstory: Peter finally shows off during gym class. Flash is a jerk. Post-Homecoming.
Peter sighed as he stood in line for the climbing ropes. Before he'd gotten his powers, he'd struggled to climb even the knotted rope.
Now he could do it upsidedown, eyes closed, with no feet, on the hardest rope.
But no one knew that, of course. Peter hated showing off his strength, knowing he was technically at a huge advantage that none of his classmates had any chance of gaining.
As the group of students dropped to the mats, Peter headed towards the easiest rope.
"Hey, Penis Parker!" Flash shouted, and Peter had to force a neutral expression onto his face before he turned. "Of course you'd go for the easiest choice. Bet I'll beat you anyways!"
If Flash hadn't said that last sentence, Peter would've ignored him. But, just like Tony Stark, he had a huge competitive streak.
A grin spread across his face. "Okay, Flash. Deal. If you can beat me at climbing the ropes, I'll buy your lunch for the next two weeks." He took a step closer, squaring his shoulders and straightening his back. "If I win, you leave me and my friends alone until we graduate."
Flash swallowed as Peter stared down at him. Peter was sure the bully hadn't realized that he was taller than him, especially when Flash tried to stand taller. "Fine! You'll lose either way!"
Instead of moving back to the easy rope, Peter went for the hardest one - a smooth rope with no knots at all. Flash eyed him, a smirk growing as he selected the medium one, with knots spaced a foot and a half apart. Unlike the bully, though, Peter kicked off his shoes and socks.
"Ready?" Someone called. "Go!"
Peter jumped, careful to keep his strength under wraps, and grabbed six feet off the ground. Then he was easily pulling himself up, feet and hands slightly sticky to get a grip.
Within thirty seconds, Peter was smacking the bell at the top of the rope and grinning down at the crowd of students watching Flash struggle only three feet off the ground.
"I won, Flash!" He called.
Flash looked furious, and fell to the mats with a thud. Just to rub it in, Peter hung there, wrapping the rope around his foot and easily letting go with his hands and free foot.
"Damn, Parker!" Someone yelled, and they were all clapping and shouting his name. He laughed, and decided to go a step further.
Flipping himself around, Peter hung by one ankle, laughing as everyone gasped. Easily, he waved, then untwisted his foot.
People were cheering as he dropped twenty feet, rolled on the mat, and stood up, beaming.
A/N: I also love Peter showing off. Also yes, most of these drabbles are Peter-centric. He is best boi. Fite me.