Warnings: Swearing

Backstory: Post-Homecoming, Liz stays a bit longer due to her house needing to be sold, Peter forgets what exactly is in his wallet.

"Is that an Avengers I.D.?!"
Peter nearly had a heart attack as he whipped around, barely managing to hold onto his wallet. "Wh-what?!"
Currently, he was in line for the vending machine. He'd been getting money out to pay, and had forgotten that he'd left his Avengers I.D. in it. And his all-access pass to the new Avengers facility. And the one to Avengers Tower, since Tony had ended up buying it back.
Mentally scrambling for an excuse, he stared at Liz Allen.
She'd ended up having to stay for the rest of the month after her father had been arrested, since she and her mom were waiting for their old house to sell. Things had been super awkward between the two.
"Uhm..." Peter stammered, snapping shut his wallet. "No?"
His Avengers I.D. had a picture of him, upside down, in his suit. Tony insisted on making the I.D. for him, because even though he'd declined the offer to be an Avenger, he was basically one of the team. His name 'Spiderman' was printed across the side, and was red with blue edges like his suit, plus black spiderwebs. The two access passes were double sided, one side with his Spiderman identity, and the other with his normal self. Peter promised to keep them safe, so that no one saw them.
Oops.
"That was totally an Avengers I.D.," Liz repeated. She reached for his wallet. "Lemmie see."
Peter shook his head, and stuffed his wallet to his back pocket. "I don't have anything, Liz." A dollar bill crumpled in his hand was a very obvious lie.
By now, people had noticed the exchange. They were looking over, a couple pulling out phones.
"Peter, I'm not blind. I saw it. Why do you have it?!" Liz demanded.
Peter's Spidey Sense tingled a second too late as someone snatched his wallet out of his pocket. "Hey!"
Flash opened it, and pulled out the three cards, dropping the wallet. After catching his wallet, Peter tried to grab the I.D.'s from Flash.
"Why do you have Spiderman's I.D.?" Flash asked slowly, looking up at Peter.
He floundered in his head for an excuse.
"No way," someone breathed as practically every student rushed over. "No fucking way."
Finally snagging his I.D., Peter shoved them into his pocket and tried to slip away, until Flash grabbed his arm.

A/N: Yeah. Another short drabble. (Damn, what is this, number fourteen or fifteen in a couple hours? I'm just posting a lot rn oops).