Author's Note: So I saw Black Panther last Friday and I was blown away about how beautiful it was. I also loved how many amazing characters were in that movie. Most marvel movies come out and you only walk away liking one or two new characters but I loved every character in that movie. Especially Shuri and M'Baku. Michael B. Jordan was also a brilliant villain and one of the best villains in the MCU since Loki I think. Most MCU villains are forgettable at times but I don't see myself forgetting Killmonger anytime soon.
Wild Birdie: I did really love Shuri. I feel like she and M'Baku totally stole the movie. It's weird because I didn't really care for M'Baku when I first saw him but by the end of the movie I found that I wanted him to have a bigger part. I totally get what you mean about being in a weird mood because the other day I was in a really bad mood so I held off on finishing the chapter even though I was almost finished. I was afraid that my terrible mood would ruin it so I just went to bed early and finished everything today. Spider Viper is apparently a real thing which I didn't even know until someone else mentioned it. It's literally the creepiest snake because of it's tail but it's real. Yes, I kind of have a better idea as to how to go about writing future chapters because of Black Panther and especially because of the end credits scene.
nvnightrider9: Okay, so I really don't want people thinking I'm super old because I'm writing a love story about two teenagers so it would be kind of weird for a really old person to be writing that but I just want to clarify that I'm nineteen. These movies are before my time too. I mean, I'm nineteen and I love classic movies. To be honest there's not a ton of good movies around today. Mostly independent movies although I do think this day and age has way better tv shows. Honestly though, these movies came around in my parents time and my parents have never seen a lot of these movies. I just watched 'Rebel Without a Cause' the other day and my dad said that he had never seen it. My mom had never even seen 'The Big Sleep' or 'An Affair to Remember' even though she claims to apparently love Humphrey Bogart and Cary Grant. My brother and sister-in-law hate old movies because they think the acting's terrible. Coming from my sister-in-law who's a huge fan of the Fifty Shades of Grey franchise. Lol. Sorry, I just wanted to vent about how much it annoys me that my sister-in-law loves Fifty Shades of Grey. This is a woman who never reads a book but somehow she's read every Fifty Shades of Grey book like three times.
Spawn Hades: After this chapter there won't be such an abundance of fluff in every chapter but there's still going to be fluff. I just don't want people thinking it's going to be all sunshine and rainbows.
Mcduffie145: Yes so that's why I don't like the Beatles. I'm always afraid to say that because everyone loves the Beatles but I just can't get into them without awkward and weird childhood memories coming up. My mom's side is super Catholic but funny enough my dad hates the Catholic religion because he said that it's a pagan religion which makes no sense but whatever. I just ignore him usually because it's just my dad being my dad. I understood what everyone in the review section was saying about the end credits. Also, I haven't missed the end credit scenes since 2012. I think all Marvel people know to stick around for the credits. I was still laughing at how everyone was leaving because come on, people, it's 2018 and we all should know by now. There was even a message before the movie that said leaving before the credits was a rookie mistake so I don't get why people still leave. Maybe they didn't care but even if they didn't you'd think they would want their money's worth and stay. I saw the movie with my mom and I always remind her that we need to stay for the credits but this time she was like 'I know, I know. Just relax. I get it.'
avatarroku: There's hopefully some funny moments in this chapter too because if I'm being honest I was binge watching New Girl again this week while I wrote this chapter. You know, sometimes you just want to watch something funny and not serious. Well, this week was definitely one of those weeks. I forgot how funny Winston Bishop was.
Radioactive88: There was so many great characters in Black Panther. Every character in there was amazing. I already can't wait for Infinity War because I think Shuri and M'Baku are going to be in it too and I want to see more of them. I'm hoping that Marvel will have more movies with characters of different races in the lead roles. As someone of Mexican descent it would be super cool to see a Latino superhero in future MCU movies. I think Shuri would eventually become friends with Emma but I also think Emma would be kind of distant at first as she determined whether or not Shuri would be interested in Peter which she wouldn't be. I think I'll introduce T'Challa and Shuri to the story within Part III and maybe other Black Panther characters so that's definitely going to be fun to write.
I was a little hesitant about writing that part of the story with Santa because I'm always afraid of going to far and offending someone because for some reason I think everyone else is a prude but there's been no complaints yet so that's good. I feel like Emma will offhandedly mention that her and Peter are banned from Macy's and Steve, Tony, and everyone else will be super confused. Peter will be signaling to Emma not to say anything but she'll tell them anyways because she doesn't care and everyone will be mad at Peter even though he wasn't the one at fault. Just an idea for the future.
I wanted to somehow incorporate something from Breakfast at Tiffany's into the chapter and that scene from the movie was one of the my favorites so... I also thought Emma handing the compass over to be engraved would be meaningful since the compass is really important to her.
Anyways...Thanks for all the reviews and let me know what you think of the chapter. Also, next chapter is another flashback chapter to Emma's parents just so you're aware. Thanks.
A short disclosure...I don't own the song lyrics to both 'I Feel it Coming' by the Weeknd and 'Tomorrow Never Came' by Lana Del Rey (feat. Sean Lennon).
The compound hadn't been very decorated for Christmas initially but Pepper and Darcy wanted to do something special for Emma and Peter so they went all out with the leftover Christmas decorations from when Steve used to decorate. Pepper and Darcy had never bothered decorating for Christmas after all. Steve and Sam were always the ones who tried to make the compound more festive for the holidays. Sometimes it was hard for Emma to believe that it had just been a year ago that everyone was at the compound together…a year since Steve had forced her to watch a bunch of crappy Hallmark Christmas movies. It felt so much longer than a year to Emma. To Emma it felt like it had been years upon years since she had seen him. She supposed that's what it felt like when you went from spending every day with someone to spending several months apart.
"Didn't you like the movie?" Peter asked Emma, snapping her out of her thoughts. She immediately glanced over at him while trying to forget the memory of last Christmas. It was no use in dwelling on things that would only make her miserable. Besides…she was there with Peter. Peter always had a way of lifting her spirits.
"I guess." Emma replied as she stared at the TV screen as the credits rolled for Home Alone. "Personally if it was me I wouldn't waste my time setting up booby traps for a couple of low level thugs. The second they'd come through that door they'd be dead." Peter laughed at her.
"I don't think Kevin would've killed them. That's not what Christmas is all about." Peter told her jokingly and he completely understood that she was also just kidding. There used to be a time that Peter took her death threats more seriously but now he knew she was all talk. Emma was different than before and though her humor was the darkest sort of humor he ever heard he still adored it.
"Anyways, so how many more of these ridiculous movies are we going to see?" Emma asked him. "If I have to see one more movie that has some kind of heartfelt ending than I'm going to drown myself in the pool. It would probably take me three hours to drown myself but I think it can be done." Peter rolled his eyes at her.
"Very funny." Peter commented before giving her a serious look. "So we've already seen Elf, A Christmas Story, The Polar Express, The Santa Clause, and the Holiday. It only makes sense if we see Home Alone 2 now." Emma gave Peter a look of disbelief.
"There's a sequel to this movie?" Emma questioned as she felt slightly overwhelmed from all the holiday themed movies. "When is this ever going to end?"
"Well, we still have the Grinch, Christmas Vacation, and Love Actually to watch. I've marked It's a Wonderful Life off the list since you said you've already seen it." Peter told Emma and she glared at him.
"You're lucky I love you, Parker." Emma grumbled and Peter gave her that goofy smile that always seemed to melt her heart.
"I love you too, Emma." Peter told her softly as he took her hands into his. Emma curiously watched the smile on his face fade and his eyebrows furrow, making him seem like he was incredibly troubled by something. She frowned, immediately wanting to know what was wrong with him.
"What's wrong?" She asked him and he shook his head seeming almost sad as he did so. He looked back up at her, his brown eyes filled with so many emotions that Emma felt at a loss as to what he was feeling. Peter was always such an emotional human being that Emma sometimes was unsure of how to approach him.
"I was just thinking about something you told me on our first date." Peter said quietly and Emma gave him a confused look.
"What are you talking about?" Emma questioned and Peter swallowed nervously before answering.
"When you said that if I really found you to be the most beautiful girl I've ever seen then I wouldn't have been staring at Liz Allan." Peter told her and Emma still didn't really understand what he was saying. Sometimes Peter was the most difficult person to understand.
"Peter, I was just kidding. I didn't actually mean that." Emma said, still trying to understand her boyfriend. Peter sighed.
"No, but you were right. Why was I so interested in Liz when you were right there in front of me? All those years and Liz never looked in my direction until those first few weeks of school but you…" Peter trailed off momentarily. "We've haven't known each other that long but you've never ignored me. You've always liked me even if it wasn't as my girlfriend." Emma stared at him, starting to feel like Peter must've been losing his mind. Well, Emma figured that he had to be kind of crazy from the beginning to want anything to do with her.
"You're starting to scare me, Parker. You sound crazy." Emma told him but Peter shook his head.
"I just meant that I was really stupid. I just wish that I could've seen it all sooner and we wouldn't have wasted so much time." Peter told her and Emma smiled at him.
"We've only known each other for close to four months. So I don't think we've wasted that much time." Emma replied as she tried to make light of the situation.
"I should've asked you out that first week we met." Peter said, sounding regretful that he hadn't. Emma squeezed his hand comfortingly, trying to make him feel better about the whole thing.
"In all honesty I probably would've told you to fuck off. I didn't like you at all then." Emma said bluntly and Peter gave her a surprised look.
"Wait…What? You didn't like me?" Peter asked in disbelief and Emma nodded.
"I thought you were up to something. You acted really nervous and you rubbed me the wrong way." Emma informed him and Peter still seemed surprised that his girlfriend hadn't initially liked him at all. "I only joined the decathlon team because I thought you were up to something, you know. You acted incredibly suspicious."
"So you were stalking me?" Peter questioned. "You were stalking me because you thought I was up to something? You weren't attracted to me at all? You didn't even like me?" Emma shook her head, seemingly nonchalant about the whole thing.
"I actually thought you were kind of nosy and I don't like nosy people." Emma told him honestly. "If it helps I still thought you were cute. Besides…you shouldn't be offended because I'm not attracted to a lot of people. I hate most people." Peter processed all that information because he felt like he had severely misjudged when Emma and him had first met.
"I'm not nosy and I'm also not cute. I can't believe you thought I was cute." Peter said as he pouted, playfully glaring at his girlfriend. "What do you mean you're not attracted to a lot of people? You have a really weird thing for that Bogart guy and he's dead. How can you think a dead guy's hot?" Emma smiled in amusement at Peter.
"Who? Bogie? Well, Bogie's way different. Hollywood has complete lame excuses for leading men these days and Bogie was a real leading man." Emma told Peter before she smirked at him, leaning in closer. Peter's heart always raced when she did that because he knew she was going to tease him in that way that made him want to kiss her just to shut her up. "That day I saw you taking off your clothes in the alley kind of made me stop seeing you as just cute. You're really hot, Parker. You should know that."
"You're just saying that to make me feel better." Peter said as he blushed, looking anywhere other than Emma's eyes.
"I swear I'm not." Emma promised before a more mischievous smile came over her face. "You know, if you want we can make it more even." Peter gave her a confused look.
"Make what even?" Peter said in confusion.
"Well since I saw you without your clothes so maybe you can see me without mine." Emma flirted and Peter's mind went completely blank. He'd be lying if he said that he hadn't thought about Emma that way and he'd be lying even more if he said that he hadn't thought about her that way when he was very alone with himself.
"Don't say those things, Emma. If the others heard what you were saying they'd kill me." Peter told her quietly as he thought about ways to fight off the blush. Great, now he was thinking about that hotel room in D.C. and the edge of Emma's bra again. It had been a very dark shade of purple and that was a well known fact to him because Peter didn't think he'd ever forget the color of her bra. He thought about the edge of her bra quite often…a little too much if he was being perfectly honest.
"I'm just messing with you, Parker." Emma told him, laughing at how adorable he was when his face was all flushed red like that. Peter tried to wish the blush away as he began to change the subject.
"Well, I was just saying that it was you I should've asked to the Homecoming dance." Peter told her, bringing it back to the point he was trying to make. Emma rolled her eyes at him.
"Are you still on about that? It happened like two months and it's not like I was perfect date material. I was being a huge bitch to you." Emma told him but Peter shook his head.
"No, I wish asked you instead. You looked so beautiful that night and I think I realized what an idiot I was the moment Ned posted the picture of the two of you." Peter told her and Emma just shrugged.
"I hate dances anyways." Emma said shortly but a sudden smile came over Peter's face as something suddenly occurred to him. It might've been a couple months late but that didn't mean anything was too impossible.
"Why don't we have our dance now?" Peter suggested all of a sudden and Emma gave him an odd look.
"What?" Emma felt slightly taken back by the excited look on Peter's face. She knew better than anyone that an excited Peter didn't mean anything good.
"We can have our dance right now. This is the perfect place for a dance and McConaughey can play us some songs and everything." Peter informed her and Emma looked really disturbed by what he was suggesting.
"I'm not dancing with you. I use to be an assassin. What makes you think that I dance?" Emma asked him rhetorically and Peter gave her that stupid annoying puppy dog look. God, why was he so annoying like that sometimes?! There was no way she was going to refuse him now.
"Well, I know how to dance. Aunt May taught me a little so I could show you." Peter said, seeming very sure that she was going to agree to dance with him. It's like he was so sure that she was going to say yes to him. Well, how could she not say yes to him? She always caved into him when he acted so cute about the most stupid things. Emma sighed and told herself that she was only going to say yes to him because she didn't feel like arguing. However, she was fully aware that was a lie.
"Fine." Emma relented and Peter grinned excitedly at her. "But only one song and no more."
"Okay, okay. One song is good enough." Peter said before looking up at the ceiling. "McConaughey, play that song by the Weeknd that I really like!"
"Of course, Mr. Parker." McConaughey said and immediately started playing a rather popular song by the Weeknd. Emma thought the song sounded semi familiar and she briefly wondered where it came from. It wasn't until she heard the first line that she knew what song it was and a part of her couldn't really believe that's the song Peter had in mind when he asked her to dance with him.
'Tell me what you really like'
'Baby, I can take my time'
'We don't ever have to fight'
'Just take it step-by-step'
'I can see it in your eyes'
'Cause they never tell me lies'
"Is this seriously the song you want to dance to?" Emma asked her boyfriend in disbelief. "Because it's not a very romantic song, not that I'm a huge fan of romance or anything. It's just that a song about a one night stand isn't really what I had in mind." Peter gave her a confused look.
"What are you talking about? This song's really romantic." Peter argued and Emma scoffed.
"Peter, do you even know what this song's about?" Emma asked him, starting to think that Peter really might not have any clue as to what 'I Feel it Coming' was really about. The thought that Peter was that oblivious was kind of cute to Emma. He really was innocent after all.
"It's about dancing." Peter told Emma confidently as she tried not to laugh at him. God, he was adorable.
"Peter, it's not about dancing. I can promise you that." Emma assured him and Peter gave her a doubtful look.
"Well, if it's not about dancing then what is it about?" Peter asked her, thinking that Emma's answer wasn't going to be better than his. Emma gave him an amused look.
"It's about fucking, Peter." Emma said bluntly and Peter gave her a wide eyed look. A million thoughts raced through Peter's head as he thought about Emma's words. Wait…what?
"No, it's not." Peter protested weakly. "It's not about…that." Emma raised an eyebrow at him.
"Are you really so immature that you can't even say the word sex aloud?" Emma asked him before rolling her eyes at him once again. "Come on, I know you have this whole polite, gentlemen thing going on but I know you're still a teenage boy, Peter. I'm not stupid enough to believe that you don't think about sex constantly." Peter blushed at her words, swallowing hard as he forced himself to look at her.
"I don't think about it constantly." Peter mumbled quietly. Well, that wasn't completely true. It was true that Peter hadn't really thought about sex that often but that was before he and Emma started dating. It's not like Peter started having those thoughts the second they started dating but it all started with a dream he had the other night that he couldn't really get out of his head. A dream in which Emma snuck into his room just like the dream he had the night of his birthday. Only this dream went further than the other dream had gone. Peter blamed it on stupidly daydreaming about the edge of Emma's bra and how her long legs looked in that pretty skirt she had been wearing that day. Of course he would never admit that to Emma. He used to talk about his problems a lot with Emma but that was before they started dating. Peter knew there was some things he definitely couldn't talk to Emma about and this was one of them.
"Well, face it. Your favorite song is about the Weeknd fucking some girl during a one night stand and giving her multiple orgasms." Emma told him while Peter suddenly looked very shy.
"No, it's not." Peter argued but Emma just smirked.
"He says 'I can feel that body shake and the heat between your legs'." Emma informed Peter as she continued giving him an amused look. Peter kept feeling more and more flustered by Emma's nonchalance over this very intimate topic. "Did you really think he meant dancing?"
"Y-yes." Peter stuttered adorably or adorably in Emma's eyes at least.
"The song is literally called 'I Feel it Coming'. He's obviously talking about making her orgasm." Emma said, sounding very amused with her embarrassed boyfriend. She loved embarrassing him because he got all flushed and shy when he was flustered like that. Peter's throat felt impossibly dry as he looked away from Emma shyly, refusing to meet her gaze.
"Fine, let's just agree to disagree and forget the song." Peter said nervously, willing to forget that any of this happened. "Just pick another song." Emma smiled, satisfied that Peter was letting her pick the song. She'd never admit it but she liked 'I Feel it Coming' too even though she was fully aware of what it was about. The Weeknd had a nice voice so it didn't even matter but Emma thought it was funny that she kind of ruined the song for Peter. He really was naïve and innocent.
"McConaughey, play 'Tomorrow Never Came' by Lana Del Rey." Emma told the AI system and the song immediately switched over to a softer, more gentle sounding song with guitar and bass playing in the background.
'Hey, what you doing'
'Not a lot'
'Shaking and moving'
'At my local spot'
'Baby don't ask me why'
'Don't ask me why'
'(Why, why, why, why, why, why, why)'
"This is a really nice song." Peter told her as he laughed nervously. He then immediately stood up from the couch before offering her his hand. Emma stared at his hand for a moment, not really wanting to dance with him. She told herself that she really must love him to even dance at all with him. Emma wasn't really a dancing sort of person. She took his hand and got off the couch.
"Peter, I don't know how to dance." Emma told him and she thought he might make fun of her or even laugh but he didn't. He just smiled at her and placed his hands on either side of her waist.
"There's really not much to it, Emma." Peter told her but Emma still seemed unsure.
"Where do I even put my hands?" Emma questioned.
"On my shoulders." Peter answered and Emma hesitantly rested her hands on his shoulders. He smiled happily at her and she wondered how someone could look so happy.
"I feel really stupid." Emma muttered before Peter started to gentle sway them to the Lana Del Rey song. She always liked this song but it was actually an even better song in this context. Despite always thinking that dancing was stupid Emma actually didn't mind when Peter held her this close to him.
'Lay, Lady, lay'
'On the side of paradise'
'In the Tropic of Cancer'
'Cause if I had my way'
'You would always stay'
'And I'd be your tiny dancer, Honey'
"So you really like Lana Del Rey, huh?" Peter asked her, sounding a bit nervous. Emma just shrugged.
"Kind of. I mean her music makes you miserable but this definitely is one of her happier songs." Emma told him and Peter looked at her curiously.
"If most of her music makes you feel miserable then why do you listen to it?" Peter questioned.
"I know it sounds kind of ridiculous but it's nice to know you're not the only miserable person in the universe." Emma said honestly as Peter listened to her intently. "I mean, the last thing I need is to listen to someone like Taylor Swift. How is that girl happy about everything? If anyone wanted to torture information out of me then that's the way to do it."
"You're miserable?" Peter asked her softly and Emma just smiled before shaking her head.
"I was before. I felt so lost without Steve and the others." Emma admitted before locking eyes with him. "But you make me happy." Peter seemed really surprised as he looked at her.
"I do?" Emma nodded.
"Yes, very happy." Peter smiled, satisfied that he was able to make Emma happy. He never liked it when she seemed sad. Peter promised himself that he was always going to make her happy because she deserved nothing more than being happy.
'I waited for you'
'In the spot you said to wait'
'In the city, on a park bench'
'In the middle of the pouring rain'
'Cause I adored you'
'I just wanted things to be the same'
'You said to meet me out there tomorrow'
'But tomorrow never came'
'Tomorrow never came'
"I'll always make you happy." Peter promised his girlfriend. "Like, we can see all the old movies you want and listen to all the weird music you like listening to. And when we go to London we'll go to see a ton of art museums. I don't even care about how creepy I think the sound sculpture you want to see is. I'll still see it with you." Emma laughed at Peter and he smiled at her.
"You're such a dork." Emma told him but Peter was too busy admiring the green in her blue eyes.
"I love it when you laugh." Peter told Emma suddenly, causing her to calm down from her laughter and stare at him curiously. "You look so happy and carefree. The green in your eyes also looks really pretty."
"I didn't really even know I had green in my eyes until you mentioned it all those months ago." Emma confessed, referring to that time they fought at the airport.
"Well, you do. You have the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen." Peter told her and Emma rolled her eyes at him before laughing again.
"You've become very charming, Parker. I think you've become even a little arrogant." Emma told him but Peter just look very pleased with himself as they continued to dance.
'Hey, what you thinking'
'Penny for your thoughts'
'Those lights are blinking'
'On that old jukebox'
'But don't ask me why'
'Just swallow some wine'
'(Wi-wi-wi-wi-wi-wi-wine)'
'Stay, baby, stay'
'On the side of paradise'
'In the Tropic of Cancer'
'Cause if I had my way'
'You would always stay'
'And you'd be my tiny dancer, baby'
"I want to make you happy too, you know." Emma said quietly to Peter.
"But you already make me happy, Emma." Peter told her, sounding very confused with her. Emma just didn't want to make him regret being with her. He was too important to her to lose.
"I'm just worried that I'll hurt you." Emma admitted and Peter looked down at her as he tried to understand what went on inside her mind sometimes. How could Emma think she would hurt him? He knew she wouldn't.
"You won't hurt me." Peter reassured her. "And I promise that I'll never hurt you either." Emma didn't say anything as they continued to gently sway to the song. She really hoped that he was right because hurting Peter was what she feared most of all. She loved him too much to want to hurt him but sometimes she said really mean things and she couldn't help it.
'Roses out in your country house'
'We played guitar in your barn'
'And every day felt like some day and I'
'I wish we had stayed home'
'And I could put on the radio'
'To our favorite song'
'Lennon and Yoko'
'We could play all day long'
'Isn't life crazy, I said'
'Now that I'm singing with Sean'
Emma felt Peter softly caress her blonde hair and she rested her face against his shoulder, taking comfort in their close embrace as they listened to the rest of the song. She knew there was very few things that she loved in this world but Peter was definitely one of those things. He had the ability to hurt her but Emma trusted him not to. She realized what trusting people meant. It meant trusting them enough not to hurt you. Emma also realized that Peter trusted her enough to not hurt him either and she didn't think anyone had ever trusted her that way. It was a good feeling and an even better feeling because Peter did make her happy. More happy than she'd ever admit.
"Why are we doing this? I feel ridiculous." Emma muttered as she and Peter stood out in the snow outside the compound. Not that she minded the cold or anything but she'd rather not go out in the snow unless she had to. She spent enough time in Siberia to satisfy her curiosity of snow.
"Because you said you've never played in the snow which I find odd since you grew up in Siberia." Peter told her as he started rolling a huge snowball in order to make the base of the snowman he was planning on making.
"I had more important things to do than playing with snow. The thought actually never occurred to me." Emma replied and Peter gave her a look of disbelief.
"You saw a bunch of snow lying around and you never thought to make a snowball to throw at someone?" Peter questioned and Emma scoffed.
"Who was I going to throw it at? My father? I'm sure he would've loved that." Emma said sarcastically.
"Come on, Emma. Help me make this snowman. It's supposed to be fun." Peter said as he tried to get her into helping him build the snowman. Emma looked around at all the snow in distaste and seriously wondered how on Earth kids thought playing in snow was fun. Snow was always a pain in her ass back in Siberia because it wasn't easy to cover her tracks in snow. Emma groaned in annoyance as she began to roll the middle part of the snowman.
"I hope you know that this is beneath me." Emma mumbled as she glared at the giant snowball she was attempting to make.
"But you're still doing it because you love me." Peter teased, looking annoyingly smug. He just thought he was so perfect, didn't he? Emma thought to herself bitterly. Well, she was going to have to fix that. Emma smirked evilly as she noticed the largish snowball she had made which was supposed to be the mid section of the snowman. It looked like that snowman wasn't about to be made anytime soon. She then picked up the giant snowball with ease and subsequently threw the snowball at her boyfriend with as much force as she could muster. The force of the impact knocked Peter off his feet and sent him face first into the snow. Emma laughed at him as he laid there in the snow.
"You're right, Peter. This is fun." Emma teased and Peter immediately got up from the snow, his face pink and flushed from the snow. He glared at her.
"You're in a lot of trouble." Peter muttered and Emma just continued laughing at him as he tried to look angry. In all honesty he was just kind of cute when he stood there and glared at her like that. Snow was in his slightly ruffled looking brown hair and Emma thought he looked like what a melted snowman was supposed to look like.
"Don't be so mad. I thought you wanted me to get into the Christmas spirit." Emma remarked as she gave Peter that smug look that both frustrated him and made him want to kiss her at the same time.
"I'm going to get you back for this." Peter said and Emma gave him a doubtful look as she crossed her arms.
"What are you going to do, Parker? Chase me down and make me pay for it?" Emma shot back, not looking like she was taking him seriously. Peter smirked at the blonde.
"That's exactly what I'm going to do." Peter replied and Emma laughed.
"Don't be ridiculous. I'm not scared of you." Emma told him, fighting the urge to roll her eyes at him. She noticed the humor dancing in his brown eyes as he gave her that mischievous little grin. Emma was starting to think that he was definitely up to something.
"You're not really going chase me are you?" Emma asked him and Peter just continued to smirk at her.
"Yes, I am."
"What? Are you going to spank me too?" Emma said sarcastically. "I didn't realize you were into the kinky stuff, Parker."
"Okay, that's it. You're going to pay, Rogers." Peter said before he broke off into a sprint in her direction. Emma felt torn whether or not she should really even participate in this childishness but for some reason she did. She ran away from him, wondering why she was even playing this game with him.
"I can't believe I'm even doing this. This is so stupid." Emma muttered to herself as Peter chased her around in the snow. The snow slowed her down somewhat but Emma still managed to evade Peter's speed. She was a little annoyed to see that he was apparently faster than her since he was easily catching up to her. And to think she prided herself on being faster than both Steve and her father. She trained for years to ensure that she was this fast and this little idiot just showed up and easily caught up to her. Emma knew that she was going to have to pull her famous damsel in distress act if she was going to get herself out of this one. She then pretended to trip on some unknown object before falling in the snow. Emma clutched her arm to her chest, pretending to be in pain as tears filled her eyes.
"Emma? What's wrong?" Peter said, suddenly concerned when he saw his girlfriend in pain with obvious tears in her eyes as she laid there in the snow. All playfulness was gone from his face as he knelt down next to her. Emma sniffled.
"I think I broke my wrist." Emma told him and Peter felt guilty as he stared at her, trying to see what he could possibly do to make her feel better.
"Let me take a look." Peter said softly as he leaned in closer to see her injured wrist. The second Peter gently touched her wrist, Emma immediately flipped them over so he was on the ground and she was on top. She trapped him there as she pinned his wrists to the ground. Peter gave his girlfriend a look of disbelief as she smirked at him.
"I can't believe you fell for that again." Emma teased. "You should really know by now that I'm not exactly breakable." Peter glared at her.
"When you say you're hurt I believe you. Sorry if I'm that gullible." Peter grumbled and Emma just smiled at him because he was so cute. She also noticed that he didn't even make an attempt to break out of her hold even though she was fully aware that he was more than strong enough to do that. Although this time Emma had a feeling that he wasn't fighting because he was afraid of hurting her. No, this was different.
"Well, you shouldn't fall for that. This is the second time I've tricked you this way, Peter." Emma told him in an almost flirtatious tone. "Now you're in a rather compromising position…again. For someone that says he doesn't like being taken advantage of, you don't really seem to mind being in this position." Peter shifted uncomfortably because everything was all so overwhelming with Emma sitting on him while pinning his wrists to the ground as well as her flirting with him. He was just thankful he was really cold given the fact that they were outside in the snow.
"You shouldn't say stuff like that." Peter mumbled as his face flushed for reasons other than the coldness of the snow. "Especially suggestive stuff." Emma raised an eyebrow in amusement.
"Suggestive stuff? I wasn't saying suggestive stuff." Emma denied with an innocent expression on her face and Peter glared at her again.
"You know exactly how suggestive some of the stuff you say is. You're a huge flirt." Peter accused but Emma didn't look offended.
"Well, if it makes you feel any better I only flirt with you, Parker." Emma told him and sometimes Peter wondered why she had picked him of all people. Not to flirt with or anything but to be with. She told him it was because he was kind, honest, and understanding…like her grandfather but Peter didn't think he'd ever understand why exactly it was that she loved him. He was just happy that she did.
"Good." Peter said, sounding satisfied with her answer. Emma had let go of Peter wrists by then and began to fiddle with one of the buttons on his coat but Peter didn't make any move to push her off of him. He just laid there underneath her, watching as her eyes focused on the buttons of his coat.
"You can't flirt with other girls either, you know." Emma suddenly said quietly. Peter just smiled softly at her.
"I know." Peter told her. "I only want to flirt with you too." Emma looked back up at him, humor gleaming in her ocean blue eyes.
"You're not really good at it anyways." Emma told him and Peter gave her an offended look.
"I'm good at flirting. What are you even talking about?" Peter said and Emma knew that she had bruised his ego. Emma knew more than well that a man's ego was very important to him. She liked to think she knew men fairly well since she grew up around men. "I've managed to snag you, haven't I?" Emma feigned a pitiful face as she gently caressed his cheek.
"Oh, Peter." Emma said with a hint of a teasing tone in her voice. "We both know I'm only with you because of your looks." Peter smiled at her and watched wide eyed as she leaned over him. He completely thought she was going to kiss and his eyes shut as he waited for her press her lips to his. He was, however, surprised to never feel that particular sensation because she quickly kissed the tip of his nose. Peter's eyes shot back open as she hopped off of him and briskly walked away from him, laughing as she did so. He watched her leave quietly before groaning as he rested his head back against the snow. Yeah, he was definitely going to need to stay in the snow a bit longer.
"Here's to a nice and quiet Christmas. Well, a nice and quiet Christmas because everyone else left and it's only us." Tony toasted as he held up his glass of champagne. Everyone was seated around the dining room table at the compound.
"Don't you mean you drove everyone else away which is why it's just us for Christmas?" Emma questioned jokingly, giving Tony a smug look as he glared at her. It was Christmas Eve and Emma was feeling slightly lonely without Steve and the others around for Christmas despite her good humor. Ever since she was rescued from Hydra she had spent every Christmas with Steve and even though she always said she hated Christmas, Emma knew that she was going to miss Christmas without him.
"I'm just going to ignore Mini Cap's rude interruption and go on to say that I'm glad you've guys have stuck with me-"
"Wasn't my choice." Emma said, interrupting once more and others watched in amusement as Emma and Tony bickered like they always did. Tony sighed tiredly.
"Look, you little brat, if you interrupt me again you'll get a stocking full of coal for Christmas." Tony told the teenager but Emma just smirked at him, shrugging nonchalantly.
"I don't care." Emma said snidely and Tony had to take a deep breath before he started speaking again.
"Anyways, I just wanted to say something completely revolting and mushy like how I'm glad we're here together now despite everything that's happened in the past year." Tony said as he finally finished the speech in what should've been a very heart felt moment. However, Emma couldn't help but ruin Tony's speech. Darcy had made sure that Emma wouldn't sabotage Tony's Christmas again so this was Emma's only chance to mess with Tony. Emma considered messing with Tony to be an early Christmas present. He was just so easy to make fun of.
"Well, you were right. That was revolting." Emma deadpanned and Tony glared at her again.
"Listen up, you little-" Tony started to say but Susan intervened before things got too out of hand between them.
"Okay, guys. Let's get going with dinner." Susan said as she laughed nervously. Susan had actually come to visit the compound for Christmas. It was nice for Emma to see a familiar friendly face and Emma had been in a very different place in her life since she had last seen her. Emma didn't like a lot of people but she never minded Susan. She even thought she'd be mostly okay with it if Steve and her started dating when Steve returned. Although in this current circumstance Susan seemed to be taking on the job as mediator. Usually it was Steve that was the mediator between Emma and Tony but Susan seemed to have taken up that job. The others didn't hesitate as they started digging into their dinner.
Emma casually glanced around the table as she noticed that the table was full despite everyone not being there. Rhodey, Erik Selvig, and Vision sat at the end of the table as they chatted amongst each other. Jane, Maria, and Helen Cho sat at the other side of the table while Tony and Pepper both sat at the head of the table at opposite sides. Darcy, Susan, and May sat further down Emma's side of the table but sitting right next to her was, of course, Peter. Peter who was happily stuffing his face with the meal Darcy and Susan had gotten together. She had laughed earlier when Peter told her how happy he was that May hadn't helped with the dinner. Peter was always telling her that May wasn't the best cook. It's not like Emma could really laugh because she was sure she wasn't a good cook either. Emma had never really had the chance to cook anything after all. She suddenly started worrying whether or not that was something that was going to bother Peter. Emma then scolded herself for even caring such a thing. Great, Peter really seemed to mix up all her priorities.
Other curious parties would occasionally glance at the two teenagers and especially Susan who was curious about them since she had only been at the compound for a couple days. It seemed to be a known fact that something was definitely going on between those two. Most of everyone was positive that the two were dating. Even Susan who had only just met Peter not that long ago. Even she could tell that there was something between Emma and the adorable looking teenage boy. The only person that was currently denying that there was anything going on between Emma and Peter was Tony. And that was because Tony was still holding onto the belief that he would be the first to know if Emma and Peter were dating. The others sort of pitied Tony for still holding onto that belief.
"So how's work with Pym, Susan?" Pepper politely asked Susan and Emma curiously looked up from her meal. There was a time a short while ago that Emma had nearly been at the point of begging Susan to let her live with her in San Francisco. Now the idea seemed completely insane to her. There was no Peter in San Francisco after all.
"Oh, well things have been a bit tough with Scott gone so we've been insanely bored without someone to test our inventions on. Hope's not as gullible as Scott as it turns out." Susan said jokingly before turning more serious as she decided to bring up some good news. "Actually Hank and I were talking and we decided that it was better that I put my skills to good use. Since Pym Technologies is gone, Hank thought it might be best if I came to work somewhere that I could actually make some progress. So with that being said, Tony thought it would be good if I came to work here so I am…working here that is. Hank jokingly called me a traitor but it really is for the best, I think."
"That's great news, Susan." Emma said, genuinely looking happy for the raven haired woman. Everyone else congratulated Susan and Tony looked immensely happy that his surrogate little sister would finally be working with him at the compound. Despite the hard time Emma gave Tony she was sort of glad that he would have someone else at the compound and someone that even cared about him. She knew he felt loneliness just like she did and he wouldn't admit it just like she wouldn't. This would be good for him.
After dinner Peter wordlessly convinced her into going to the conference room of the compound with him. Emma had no idea what he had planned and like always she tried to tell him that she didn't like surprises. And just like always he never listened to her so they snuck away from the others. Everyone else was too busy watching Love Actually in the recreational room anyways to notice them leave. The conference room was sparely decorated with just some Christmas lights and a small Christmas tree sitting at the end of the conference table.
"Why did you bring me here, Peter?" Emma asked as he had that same excited look on his face he always had whenever he was about to push Emma's boundaries.
"I'm going to give you part of your Christmas present." Peter told her and Emma rolled her eyes.
"Are you still going on about the Christmas present, Peter? I know I like buying things but that's only because I'm spending Tony's money." Emma told him and Peter just shook his head. Despite her disdain for Christmas she had also spent a ton of time Christmas shopping for Peter as she tried to find him the perfect gift. She ended up buying this collectible vintage Obi-Wan Kenobi action figure Peter always went on and on about. Even though Emma thought a sixteen year old boy wanting a doll was kind of ridiculous she still wanted to get it for him because it was something he wanted. Emma wouldn't say how she bought it exactly but let's just say that she was still talking to her informant. That man had multiple connections even though he thought it was weird that Emma was buying snakes and Star Wars collectibles from him instead of guns and knives but he wasn't exactly complaining either. Emma just hoped Peter liked the present. She didn't really think she was good at buying presents for people so Emma just hoped he didn't completely hate it.
"I told you that I was going to spoil you so just let me." Peter replied, still looking very excited as he anticipated her reaction to the present.
"Fine." Emma relented and he immediately set a Christmas themed gift bag on the table next to them. She gave the gift a curious look.
"Go ahead, open it up." Peter said and normally Emma would tell him that he looked like he was about to piss himself with excitement but she didn't want to ruin the moment when he looked so happy like that. Emma kind of had an idea what it was and her suspicions were confirmed as she pulled out a bright blue box out of the bag. She silently admired how pretty the color turquoise was on Tiffany's signature box.
"Never tell anyone I said this but even the box looks really pretty." Emma whispered and Peter couldn't believe she already liked the present even though it was just the box but still. "I can't believe they put the compass in a box for you."
"Well, Monica seems to be a big fan of us." Peter said before frowning once he realized how that sounded. "I meant of us as a couple and not Spider-Man and the Viper Assassin." Emma gave him an amused smile.
"Okay, I know you can't keep your mouth shut around a lot of people but I trust you enough to not tell random strangers." Emma said bluntly and Peter laughed before shaking his head.
"Just open the present, Emma." Peter told her and Emma opened the box only to see the familiar looking compass perched within it. She was always filled with a bitter sweet sort of feeling whenever she saw it but she felt something different now when she noticed the engraving etched along the surface. Emma took the compass out of the box to observe it further, abandoning the box on the table. She eagerly read the engraving that she had been trying to guess all week but nothing came close to the engraving she now saw.
'Whatever our souls are made of, yours and mine are the same – To E from P'
"Wuthering Heights?" Emma said quietly as she continued to stare at the engraving, not having any idea as to how to feel. Peter nodded. "I love that book. How did you know that quote? I don't think I've ever really mentioned it or anything."
"Well, I heard you and Michelle talking about the book a while back so I decided to read it myself." Peter admitted, blushing a little bit as he did so. Emma gave him a slightly impressed look.
"You read Wuthering Heights?" Emma asked him in disbelief. Peter feigned an offended look.
"Why do you say it like that? I can read. I'm not stupid." Peter said defensively and Emma just smiled at him.
"I know you're not stupid. You're like a science-y person. Don't question me about what field you're into because I can't tell the difference between one and the other. You're supposed to be like a young Bruce Banner, right?" Emma said, honestly having no idea what kind of science Peter was into. It was all the same to her really.
"Well, I think Bruce Banner's work is actually really interesting but I think I'm more into-" Peter started to say but Emma interrupted him.
"And that's okay that I don't know the difference because I love you no matter what science field you're into." Emma quickly said before she brought the conversation back to the Wuthering Heights quote. She also didn't feel like spending two hours listening to Peter drone on about stuff she really didn't understand. Emma loved him but sometimes he was really boring when he talked about that Science stuff. It's not like he was super interested in her when she talked about her love of the Bronte sisters either. "Anyways…I was just surprised because you've always said how boring English class is. And I also know that you hate reading fictional books because you said that you can't learn anything from them." Peter awkwardly cleared his throat.
"I just wanted to read it because I wanted to know why you love it so much." Peter told her and Emma gave him a curious look.
"And what did you think of it?" Emma asked him.
"It was one of the most depressing books I've ever read." Peter said almost bluntly and Emma laughed. "I never knew a book could be sad at both the beginning and the end. I'm sure it all meant something in some symbolic way but it was really boring and depressing."
"In all honesty you probably should've read Jane Eyre if you wanted a Bronte sister novel with a happier ending." Emma informed him and Peter nodded.
"Okay but one thing that did stick out to me in that novel was that quote." Peter said as he continued to explain to Emma why he chose the quote. "Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same. I changed it a little for the compass but that quote really stuck with me." Emma remained quiet as she began to understand the sentiment behind Peter's gesture and she remembered a time when she denied ever understanding the sentiment behind romance. Now it was so much different.
"Well, I know that Catherine and Heathcliff don't resemble us in any way, thank God, but I like to think that maybe that quote does." Peter told her honestly as he locked eyes with her, his hands holding hers as she still had the compass tightly grasped in her hands. "Emma, I know it sounds cheesy but I think that maybe our souls are the same. Like that maybe we're meant to be together, given everything. I mean, there's a whole lot of coincidences in our relationship and some of which have nothing to do with Tony."
"There is a lot of coincidences even though I don't like to believe in coincidences." Emma admitted and Peter smiled, glad that Emma didn't call him cheesy or stupid for saying all of that.
"I was just thinking the other day that if I had never gotten my powers then I never would've met you and that scares me." Peter told her, looking worried by the thought but Emma just wrapped her arms around him in a hug and held him close.
"Don't think about things like that, Peter." Emma told him and in all honesty she didn't want to think about things like that either. In reality she hadn't exactly known Peter for that long but she also couldn't really remember what everything was like before him.
"Do you think you'd still love me if I didn't have my powers?" Peter asked her. He wasn't accusing her of anything but he just seemed a little curious to know and Emma pulled back from him so that she could look at him.
"Peter, that's a ridiculous question. Of course I'd still love you." Emma told him and Peter felt his heart warm from her confession. He wouldn't lie and say that he didn't enjoy hearing Emma tell him how much she loved him. "Even if you were more of a weak and scrawny nerd than you are right now I'd still want you.
"Would you still love me if you didn't have your powers?" Emma then asked him, shyly looking at him from under her eyelashes. Peter gave her a confused look.
"What does me having or not having powers have to do with that?" Peter asked her and Emma shrugged.
"Would you be more scared of me if you didn't have powers?" Emma clarified and Peter just laughed at her because he thought she was being ridiculous. She glared at him for laughing.
"Emma, I'm sorry but you're being silly. Of course, I'd be scared of you…at first." Peter told her truthfully and Emma just stared at him, trying to understand why this was a good thing. "I was scared of you even with my powers because you're a scary person. But then I got to know you and I fell in love."
"Are we always going to be this cheesy because everyone's going to make fun of us if we are." Emma told him seriously and Peter just smiled at her.
"Well, we're teenagers. We're supposed to be cheesy." Peter told her and Emma just shook her head in amusement. Peter sighed as he thought back to the quote they were originally talking about.
"All of this is why I picked the quote. Look, the story obviously wasn't a happy one but I know ours will be." Peter said honestly as he looked at the girl he was in love with. "So I think we can adopt the quote for ourselves since our story's way better than Catherine and Heathcliff's story. I believe that we're meant for each other." Emma smiled at her boyfriend.
"I believe that too, Peter." Emma told him before she became more serious as she felt she had to address something else. "But Wuthering Heights is technically a classic novel in English Literature so I don't know if we can be better than one of the best novels of all time." Peter rolled his eyes at her.
"I'm trying to be romantic here, Emma." Peter told her pointedly. "And our story is definitely better than Wuthering Heights because we end up together. You don't marry some other guy and I don't marry that guy's sister so our story is definitely better than that book." Emma could've argued with him about the longing conveyed in the novel and how it was important to the story that Catherine and Heathcliff didn't end up together but she didn't argue. She was actually just happy that Peter had read the book even though he didn't understand it. Emma immediately embraced him, wanting to show how appreciative she was of the compass.
"Thank you, Peter…thank you for everything. The compass and reading Wuthering Heights." Emma said, laughing as she tried to picture Peter reading a novel. It had to of been a funny sight. "I still can't believe you actually read Wuthering Heights for me." Peter smiled softly as he rested a hand on her back, holding her closer to him.
"Well, I did. I'd do anything for you." Peter said and Emma smiled even though he couldn't see her.
"This doesn't mean I have to read one of your boring science textbooks, does it?" Emma questioned as she pulled away from him but Peter only chuckled.
"If I promise to never make you read anything science related can I never read another one of your boring old novels?" Peter asked, his suggestion greatly amusing her.
"Deal." Emma promised before frowning as she looked down at the compass again, noticing that there was quite a lot of letters there.
"Peter, how come there's more than ten letters on here? I thought we were only allowed ten." Emma inquired and Peter grinned at her.
"It turns out Monica is a really big fan of our relationship." Peter explained. "She called it a Christmas discount."
Emma found that she couldn't stop staring at the compass that contained a quote from one of the best novels ever and a quote her boyfriend had picked because he had apparently read that novel even though he hated it. Emma couldn't begin to describe all the emotions she was feeling as she stared at the compass. Suddenly it didn't remind her of how much she missed her grandfather or even the tragic relationship her grandparents had been doomed to. No, it filled her with happiness and the feeling of love because it reminded her of the boy she loved. She thought of her grandfather a bit too but not in a sad way. No, it was in a more hopeful way.
"Thank you so much, Peter. I really love it." She told him, being completely sincere as she held the compass in her hand. Peter was just happy that Emma liked the engraving.
"I'm glad." Emma locked eyes with him, ocean blue meeting warm brown. Peter felt his heart race as it always did whenever Emma looked at him like that. Emma also felt a little nervous as she stared at Peter. She found that he was probably the only person that could make her feel nervous. She didn't know whether or not that was good but it was definitely true.
"I do love you, you know." Emma said quietly, even seeming a little embarrassed as she said it. Not because she was embarrassed of him because sometimes it was still hard for her to utter those words aloud in a more serious context. Peter smiled at her.
"I know, Emma, and I love you too."
"I just feel like I don't say it enough but I want you to know that I love you…even if I hardly ever say it." Emma told Peter seriously but Peter still smiled at her like he completely understood what she was trying to say.
"I know that you love me. I'll never doubt that." Peter promised before smirking at her. "Hey, I thought you always used to say that love is for children." Emma laughed softly.
"Well, we're technically children after all." Emma retorted and Peter just continued to smile before he sat down in one of the conference chairs. The blonde gently set the compass down on the table before she looked around the conference room curiously because she had only been in it a couple times. Steve had never really let her in there when he was still around so the conference room was still new to her.
"I like this." Peter said quietly as he stared at her, watching the way she curiously looked around the room. She seemed both calculating and fascinated at the same time. Emma turned back around to look at him. "I like being here at the compound with you. It's like we have a chance to get away from the city and be alone."
"We're not truly alone." Emma told him, wondering what he meant when he said that. "The others are here too." Peter shook his head.
"That's not what I meant. When we're here we don't have to hide who we are…we don't have to pretend to not be Spider-Man and Viper." Peter elaborated. "Here we can be both."
"Pretending is the easy part. I've done it for so long now that it feels almost natural." Emma said sadly before looking back up at him. "But I can still tell the difference. The only relief from pretending is when I'm with you. I don't have to pretend anymore." Peter smiled softly at her.
"I don't have to pretend when I'm with you either." Peter told her and Emma noticed how close she was to the chair he was sitting in. He was right there and Emma knew that she just wanted to be close to him. Maybe it was because of the compass and the fact that it was Christmas Eve or maybe it was because she was feeling lonely without Steve around but Emma definitely knew that she loved him. Without saying anything, she quietly sat down on his lap and Peter's eyes widened in surprise. Emma watched the expression on his face curiously as she tried to guess if he was fine with her sitting on his lap.
"W-what are y-you doing?" Peter stuttered nervously as his heart raced. He was a little worried about how fast his heart was beating because he was sure it was going to explode. Peter was just taken back by how Emma was sitting on his lap. Not that he didn't like it or anything because he did. It was actually nice having her this close to him but it was just a little difficult to keep his cool.
"I'm not doing anything." Emma said innocently but Peter knew she was teasing him given the humor in her eyes.
"You're sitting on my lap." Peter said shyly, blushing as Emma sat on his lap like it was a usual occurrence.
"Do you have a problem with that?" Emma asked him flirtatiously and Peter swallowed hard as he stared back at her.
"No."
"Because I can get off your lap if I'm too heavy or anything." Emma said teasingly.
"No, that's fine." Peter said quickly, his voice sounding a little higher in that usual way it did whenever he was nervous. Emma just smiled, satisfied with his answer and rested her hands on his shoulders. He averted her gaze, too shy to look in her eyes and Emma felt the sudden urge to kiss him.
"Merry Christmas, Peter." Emma told him softly and Peter looked back at her, blushing even more as he saw her blue eyes fixated on him. Her gaze was so intense sometimes that Peter felt like Emma could even read his mind.
"Merry Christmas." Peter mumbled as he started staring at her lips which were entirely tempting to him in that moment. Well, in all honesty her lips were always tempting to Peter. He watched quietly as Emma began to lean in closer to him. It was quiet between them for a long moment, the distance between them feeling like it was closing in. That was probably because it was. Emma's eyes fluttered shut as Peter placed his hands on either side of her waist, just like when they were dancing the other night, before he closed the distance and kissed her. Emma instinctively removed her hands from his shoulders and cupped his face. Her heart raced as she felt Peter's lips against hers.
Since this was the first real time her and Peter were completely alone together in a long time Emma decided to try something new. She wasn't sure how long it had been since they had started kissing when she hesitantly brushed her tongue against his lip causing Peter to stiffen in surprise. Emma had only done this once before when they first started dating but that had been a couple weeks ago. It didn't take Peter long before he parted his lips and Emma slipped her tongue into his mouth. She lightly brushed her tongue against his and Peter tried to keep his cool as he mimicked her action. Emma tangled her fingers in his hair and Peter moaned from the sensation, pulling her closer to him. She could feel her heart pounding against her chest when she heard Peter moan and she even felt warmth low in her stomach which made her curious because she had never felt that feeling before. However, all good things came to an end and Emma and Peter's make out session soon ended when they received an unexpected interruption.
"Well, well, well." A familiar annoying voice said and Emma immediately pulled away from Peter. "What do we have here?" Emma and Peter both stared at the doorway of the conference room only to see Tony Stark standing there with a huge grin on his face.
"Mr. Stark?!" Peter exclaimed in surprise, his face flushed with embarrassment. "W-what are y-you doing h-here?" Tony just moved further into the room, smirking at the young couple. He glanced at the shy and embarrassed look on Peter's face but also noticed that Emma didn't look embarrassed or surprised in the least. She stared at him boredly as though she half expected him to show up. Did nothing surprise that girl?
"I came in here to check out then discard a boring file Ross sent to me but I think I've found a lot more." Tony said smugly as he observed the predicament Mini Cap and Peter were in. He had actually wondered where the two had disappeared off to after dinner but he never expected to find Mini Cap sitting on the kid's lap. "Are you two kids getting frisky in the conference room? Because this is a place for group meetings and not for you kids to play tonsil tennis in." Peter laughed nervously as he tried to pretend like nothing happened.
"I don't know what you're talking about." Peter said, stumbling over his words. Tony just raised his eyebrows at the young couple, giving them a doubtful look.
"Really? Because you have Mini Cap in your lap and I just saw the two of you swapping spit." Tony told them and Emma rolled her eyes, already beyond bored with this conversation. This was exactly why she didn't want Tony finding out about them. She knew he'd make a big deal out of it while trying to make it about him too.
"Fine, Tony. If you must know we're together." Emma finally said because she knew Peter wouldn't say anything. He respected her too much to say anything about them and she loved him for that but it was obvious the charade was over now. Tony knew.
"What?" Tony asked in confusion. "What do you mean you're together?" Emma looked at him like he was stupid.
"I mean that we're together. You just caught us kissing so I figured you'd naturally assume that." Emma explained but Tony still looked bewildered.
"Well, I thought this was like a heat in a moment thing where you two both come to the realization that you like each other more than friends." Tony elaborated and Emma couldn't believe Pepper was actually marrying this dork. As cool as Tony acted Emma knew deep down he was just a little dork that secretly liked rom-coms even though he would never admit it.
"What? No." Emma said, giving him a disgusted look. "What's wrong with you? This isn't New Girl. I just shoved a girl inside a locker filled with snakes and that was it." Tony furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.
"What are you talking about?" Emma just sighed and Peter took it upon himself to explain more.
"The truth is that we've been dating for a short while. Almost three weeks now." Peter told Tony honestly, causing the billionaire to frown.
"That long, huh? And you kept it secret all this time?" Tony questioned and Peter nodded.
"We just wanted to keep things between us before we let everyone else know." Peter said and Tony nodded.
"You guys wanted to keep a low profile. I can respect that." Tony replied and Emma wanted this conversation to end right now. Tony glanced over at the blonde with a serious look on his face. "Is he treating you good, Mini Cap?" Tony asked her and Emma fought the urge to roll her eyes.
"No, he's been a total asshole to me." Emma said sarcastically. Seriously, it was like Tony thought she wasn't capable of taking care of herself. She knew Tony was aware of the fact that she hated feeling smothered which was probably why he liked pretending that he was Steve. Tony rolled his eyes at the teenage girl.
"I see having a boyfriend's made you no more pleasant than usual." Tony remarked before glancing back at Peter. "You take good care of her, kid. Respect her body and mind. Remember what I said about not doing anything I would do? Well, that heavily applies to this situation." This time Emma did roll her eyes as she hopped off Peter's lap, beyond tired of dealing with Tony at this point. She picked up the compass from off the table along with the box it came in.
"Come on, Parker, let's go to my room and forget this whole conversation happened." Emma said tiredly and Peter immediately got up, beginning to follow his girlfriend out of the room. Tony watched Peter wordlessly listening to his girlfriend and thought about how whipped that boy was. He wanted to laugh but knew he shouldn't because he was honestly the same way with Pepper although he always denied that.
"Wait." Tony said, stopping the two teenagers in their tracks. They both turned around to look at him, Peter looking nervous and Emma looking bored as always. He cleared his throat awkwardly as he prepared himself to ask them a question he had been wondering about since he walked in on them. "I'm the first one you've told, right? No one else knows about you two?" Peter opened his mouth to answer but was stopped as Emma smiled at the billionaire. Peter immediately knew she was going to mess with Tony because her smile was more mischievous and evil than sweet and nice.
"Of course, Tony. You're the first one we've ever told." Emma told him and Tony smiled in satisfaction, seemingly very pleased with himself. She then grabbed her boyfriend's hand and practically dragged him out of the room. Tony watched the teenagers leave the room, feeling happy for them. They really did make a good couple and Tony was going to completely take credit for their relationship. He knew Cap and the others were probably going to kill him for this but at least he could enjoy this while it lasted. Tony then called after the two kids as they disappeared down the hall.
"Doors open, you two lovebirds! The door must always be open."