Wow, it's been a minute. I'm so sorry guys I definitely didn't mean to leave for so long!
Also, I really had no idea how to end this so if you liked the ending please let me know! It'll give me some peace lol :)
But anyway, enough of my rambling, here's the final chapter!
DISCLAIMER: I don't any of these characters, Marvel does! I only own the plot!
"WHAT?!" Harley yells as they explain to him where they went over the past couple of hours.
"It's ok kid. They were contained. Nat was with him too." Tony says, trying to reassure the angered teen.
"Tony what the fuck!? You let Peter talk to the guy who literally tried to kill us and almost did, just because he wanted to punch him in the face!?" Harley asks, trying to keep calm and failing miserably.
Tony tensed. "Um. Maybe?"
"Did you guys not think?! The dude was in the same room as Peter! What if he-he…" Harley put his head in his hands.
Tony lifts his chin so Harley was looking at his face. "You know I would never let anything happen to Pete. And to be honest kid, I don't regret letting him go in there. He really needed that." Tony explains calmly.
Peter walks in as Harley nods. He could almost see the weight off of his brother's shoulders.
"So you kicked ass without me huh?" Harley asks, slightly amused. Peter smirks and sits down next to him.
"So is the yelling out of the way?" Peter asks Tony. Tony gasps.
"You knew!" Tony says, poking Peter in the stomach.
Peter laughs, swatting his hand away. "I know my brother. He comes to his senses after he yells at someone." Harley smiles. No matter how many times he hears Peter call him his brother, it still leaves him feeling warm inside.
"Hey Tony? Are you gonna stay here for a while?" Peter asks.
"Yup. I cleared my schedule of the useless meetings for today. Pepper was pissed." Tony smirks.
"Yeah but she'd much rather be here." Peter laughs.
"Well she was always more responsible than me." Tony admits.
"That's an understatement." Peter deadpans.
"You prick."
Harley watches their banter with a smirk. His family was chaotic to say the least.
"Um...so Ned invited me and MJ over to his house for a sleepover." Peter tells them. "I'm probably going to skip. I can't just leave." Peter says quickly, glancing at Harley.
Harley rolls his eyes. "Dude go. I'm in the most secure building in NYC and I got IronMan babying me. I'll be fine."
Peter opens his mouth, and closes it.
"He'll be fine Pete." Tony reassures.
"I know...I know. It's- yeah ok." Peter relents. "I dunno I just have this funny feeling."
Harley frowns. "Spidey sense?"
Peter shakes his head. "No it's not that. I don't know, I'm being paranoid."
"Yes you are. Get outta here SpiderMan." Harley says punching his arm gently. Fear flashes in Peter's eyes. Yup. He was definitely paranoid. What did he think would happen when he left? The place would blow up?
"Hey hey, kid. Get to bed at a reasonable time, got it?" Tony says, raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah yeah." Peter smiles.
"Good. Tell Ted and scary girl I said hi yeah?"
Peter snickers. "She's not that scary. And for God Sake it's Ned."
"Yeah that's what I said Ted."
Peter groans exasperatedly, and turns toward Harley, who's silently giggling at the two of them.
"Just call for anything ok?" He says, getting up off the bed.
Harley sighs. "Yes Pete. Jesus. You're worse than Tony." They both snicker as Tony flicks him on the head, smirking.
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"Hey man." Peter says, as the door opens. Peter smiles at the sight of his best friend.
"Hey! I missed you dude." Ned says as they do their handshake.
"Hey losers!" MJ calls from downstairs. "Make yourselves useful and get me some popcorn."
Peter and Ned laugh and head to the kitchen. "Where's Harley? You two have kinda been radio silent for the past few days." Ned says, grabbing two bags of movie theater popcorn and a 6-pack of diet-coke.
"Yeah bout that. I gotta catch you guys up." Peter tells him as they head to the basement.
"Alright. Well we've got plenty of time." Ned says, patting him on the back. Peter stuffs a handful of popcorn in his mouth and nods.
"Where's the other loser?" MJ asks, looking the slightest bit concerned.
Peter scratches the back of his head. "Yeah. Sorry I haven't been responding to your guys's texts."
He then goes on to explain everything, only leaving out a few details. He preferred not to start crying in front of his girlfriend and best friend.
"Is he ok now though?" Ned asks, his eyes shining with concern.
"Yeah you know Bruce and Helen. They're miracle workers. They said he'll be fine in a few more days." Peter says, anxiously fidgeting with his fingers.
Ned nods and cracks a smile. "I love how you refer to the Bruce Banner casually now."
MJ hums. "Well tell the loser to get well soon loser."
Peter grins and shakes his head. He, Ned, and Harley are forever going to be called losers.
"Alright what are we gonna watch until a very unreasonable time?" Ned asks. Peter throws his head back. Yup he's gonna be in so much trouble when Tony finds out he ignored his only request.
"Harry Potter. Skip the first 4, we've watched them like a thousand times." MJ says.
"Yes ma'am." Ned says, as he and Peter settle on the floor. He obediently puts on The Order of the Phoenix and the trio settles down. Peter leans back against the couch and MJ places her hands in his hair, gently tugging at his curls. Peter smiles up at her and she rolls her eyes fondly at him. Ned puts a finger down his throat comically, and Peter punches him, snickering.
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Peter wishes Harley were here. Then it would be perfect.
Tony wakes up to Harley trembling in his sleep.
"Harls. Bud. Wake up." Tony says, his voice rough and grating.
Harley doesn't respond, tears still steadily streaming down his pale face.
"Harley! Come on kiddo." Tony says, shaking his shoulders. Tony runs his hand through his kid's sweaty locks, trying to calm him down. Harley's eyes fly open and he looks at Tony desperately. He scans the room and allows his tears to fall when he doesn't see Peter.
"It's ok kiddo." Tony soothes.
"Ah shit. I'm sorry." Harley says, letting out short, choked sobs.
"There's nothing to be sorry bout." Tony tells him softly, rubbing the teen's goosebumped skin.
"What the fuck is wrong with me?" Harley asks, leaning into Tony.
"Hey. Nothing is wrong with you. When Pete has nightmares, does that mean something is wrong with him?" Tony asks.
"No." Harley answers immediately.
"Exactly." Tony says, ruffling his hair.
"Where-where is he?" Harley gasps.
"What?"
"Where is he? Is he ok?" Harley asks.
"Yeah Pete's fine. He went over to Ned's, remember?" Tony asks.
"No. I saw-I saw him get hurt Tony. We have to help him." Harley says, trying to get out of the tangled mess of pillows and sheets.
"Harls. Peter is completely fine. He's with Ned and MJ. You want me to call him?" Tony asks softly.
Harley calms down a bit. "No. No it's fine. I don't want to-"
"I'll call him. He'll yell at me if he finds out I didn't." Tony says, taking out his cell. Tony puts the phone to his ear and prays. Come on kid. Please don't be passed out.
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"Hello?" Peter asks drowsily, looking up at the clock. 4:30 AM. Agh who is it.
"Hey Pete. Bud I wouldn't have called if it wasn't-"
Tony.
"What's wrong? Did something happen?" Peter asks, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes, trying to focus.
"Harls had a nightmare, can you talk to him real quick?" Tony asks.
"What? Yeah. Put him on the phone." Peter says worriedly.
There's a shuffle of sheets moving before Peter hears heavy breathing on the other side of the line.
"Harls? You ok?" Peter asks.
"Hey. Hey Pete. Yeah I'm-I'm fine. Tony's just making a big deal like he always does." Harley says with a weak chuckle.
"Bullshit. Harls I'm coming home." Peter says, cursing at the pins and needles. Of course he had to fall asleep in an awkward position and now his legs were asleep.
"No. It's fine Pete. Seriously. Just go back to bed. Why are you awake in the first place?" Harley asks, wiping his tears away. Peter sounded drowsy, and concerned but he wasn't hurt. He was fine. It's fine.
"No. I'll leave them a note." Peter says stubbornly. Peter staggers off the floor and over to Ned's desk. He scribbles a note on a post-it note and sticks it to Ned's forehead.
Ned snores.
Peter searches around the pitch-black room blindly, trying to find his backpack in the heap of soda cans and candy boxes.
"Peter. You can't swing all the way to the Tower at 4 AM. I told Tony." Harley curses to himself.
"Shut up Harls. I shouldn't have left anyway." Peter tells him, pulling on his suit.
Peter creeps up the stairs and opens the window as quietly as possible. He swings out and through the city.
"Was it about...you know. That?" Peter asks.
"Peter. Go back to Ned's. What if you fall or something?" Harley asks. His brother is going to make him die young. "If you keep this up, I'm going to have worse heart-problems then Tony."
Peter ignores him and focuses on not falling to his death. There was night-vision, but he still had to pay attention.
"Is Tony still with you?" Peter asks.
"Yeah."
"Put him on for a sec. I gotta tell him I'm coming back."
"Hello? Kid?" Tony asks.
"Yeah. Tony I'm on my way back to the Tower."
"What?! In the suit?!" Tony tenses.
"Um kinda?"
"Kid! It's 4 AM!"
"Yes. I know what the time is. It's been established." Peter sighs.
"Kid you are in so much trouble when you get back."
"Agh fine. Is Harley ok? What happened? Did he have a panic attack?" Peter asks anxiously.
"No. He's ok Pete. You just concentrate on getting here in one piece so I can yell at you properly." Tony tells him.
"Love you too." Peter says sarcastically. Tony snorts. "I'm almost there. See you in a minute."
"Yup."
Harley groans. "I told him not to come."
"You know him. He's a stubborn little shit. He's going to do what he wants." Tony reasons. Harley throws his head back on his pillow in defeat.
Peter comes swinging through the window and his eyes lay on his brother and Tony. Peter yanks his mask off and engulfs Harley in a bear hug.
"I'm ok Pete. Geez it was just a nightmare." Harley whispers.
Peter shrugs and lets go. Tony ruffles Peter's hair and hugs both of them.
"You guys good?" Tony asks. They nod in the dark and Tony pats Harley's shoulders.
"I'm going to stay here for the night. Well what's left if it." Peter says, yawning. "I left them a note."
Peter opens a drawer and pulls on Harley's shirt and some shorts.
"Come 'ere. Might as well take advantage of you swinging all the way here. At 4 AM." Harley says, shaking his head, and holding his arms out.
"Will you let it go?" Peter asks, snuggling into Harley's chest.
"Never." He deadpans. Peter groans.
"Of course not."
"Go to sleep moron."
"Hmm."
Harley laughs softly and looks down, listening to Peter's soft snores. He could fall asleep so quickly. With the warmth of his brother on his chest, Harley sinks into sleep.
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Ned wakes up to find a sticky note on his forehead.
Tony called me in the middle of the night and I had to go.
Probably gonna be back before you guys wake up but if not wait for me before going up!
I'll come in through the window.
Ned looks over at MJ and finds her knocked out cold. Yup they probably shouldn't have stayed up as late as they did. Yawning, he falls back asleep.
"Ned. Ned. Ned!" Peter says, shaking his shoulders.
"Mmmm. Hmm." Ned mumbles.
"Agghh. Ned! Come on man!" Peter says, shaking his shoulders.
Ned opens one eye to look at his friend. "Hey your back." Ned says, shoving his face back into his pillow.
"Yeah. Your mom told us to get up. Breakfast is ready." Peter says, pulling the pillow away from him.
Ned groans. "Cruel. This is friendship?"
"There's blueberry pancakes." Peter snickers.
Ned opens an eye again. "Fine. Let me sleep until you get MJ up."
Peter shakes his head and walks over to the couch in defeat.
"MJ. Wake up." Peter says, shaking her shoulder, and pulling her hair back from her face.
"I'm up." MJ mumbles.
"Come on MJ. I already had a half-awake conversation with Ned. I don't need another one." Peter whines.
"I'm gonna kill you Parker." MJ says shifting.
"I'm shaking." Peter says, quietly smirking.
"Excuse me?" MJ asks, peering at him.
"Nothing," Peter grins. MJ reaches up and places a soft kiss on his lips.
"Your smug smile was bothering me." MJ says sitting up. Peter blushes deeply, and turns back toward Ned.
"Duuude." Peter says, shaking him yet again.
"Agh. Fine."
"Hey Harls."
"Hey. You good?"
"Yeah. I'll be home soon. Can you tell Tony to get our usual from that one Italian place?"
"Oh, whats the occasion?"
"I'm just tired man. I wanna eat and drop."
"Alright. Don't be an idiot SpiderMan."
"See ya Harls."
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Peter comes home from patrol beaten, bruised, and tired. It felt great. He swung through Harley's window, and collapsed on the floor, panting.
"Geez Louise dude. You know that freaks me out." Harley says, nudging him with his foot.
"I'm so tired." Peter whines.
"And who's fault is that?"
"The douches who won't leave the city alone." Peter mumbles. Harley sits criss-crossed next to him, leaning on his hands.
"You ok?" Harley asks, his eyes roaming Peter's suit for any stains.
"Pretty bruised but other than that I'm fine." Peter assures.
"Let's get some food in you." Harley says, pulling Peter up.
Peter pulls some shorts and a shirt on and collapses on the bed.
"Hey those are mine!" Harley says, poking his arm.
"And?"
"You thief."
"Deal with it."
Harley snickers and claps his back.
"Boss has told me to inform you that dinner is ready." Friday says from above.
"Aight let's go." Peter and Harley walk out of the room and into the elevator.
Dinner was a quiet affair. For once almost everyone was here. Pepper got out of work early and Steve, Nat, Clint, Rhodey, and Bruce were all there. Peter and Harley snuck upstairs early to avoid the boring adult talk that was most likely going to occur after everyone was done eating.
Harley settles on the floor, leaning against his bed with his guitar as Peter lays on the carpeted floor, on his ankles.
"Any requests?" Harley asks softly. Peter shakes his head and closes his eyes.
"You pick."
Harley hums and strums the strings a few times.
"Feeling my way through the darkness
Guided by a beating heart
I can't tell where the journey will end
But I know where it start."
Peter smiles at Harley's soft and controlled voice, as it washes over him. He knows Tony has been telling Harley since the start of time that music was his calling. His brother insisted on engineering.
"They tell me I'm too young to understand
They say I'm caught up in a dream
Well life will pass me by if I don't open up my eyes
Well that's fine by me."
Tony comes in silently and grins at the scene before him. He pads across the floor and settles down next to Peter. Harley blushes and goes on.
"So wake me up when it's all over
When I'm wiser and I'm older
All this time I was finding myself
And I didn't know I was lost
I tried carrying the weight of the world
But I only had two hands
Hope I get the chance to travel the world
And I don't have any plans
I wish that I could stay forever this young
Not afraid to close my eyes
Life's a game made for everyone
And love is a prize"
Peter shifts into Tony's lap and Tony ruffles his hair. Tony looks over at Harley to see him looking at Peter with fond eyes. Their bond was truly remarkable.
"So wake me up when it's all over
When I'm wiser and I'm older
All this time I was finding myself
And I didn't know I was lost."
As Harley finishes and looks up he finds Peter fast asleep and Tony teary-eyed.
"Damn. I'm a fucking piece of jelly because of you twerps."
Harley snorts, and scooches over. "Eh. Peter's worse."
Tony ruffles his hair and looks at his boys.
Look at me now Dad.
The song is "Wake me Up." by Avincii.
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