A/N
Behold! An update! Totally not one I had already written and decided to post for the hell of it! Nope, not at all...
Same AU as the last one, though completely unrelated, don't bother questioning why my bean Peter Parker is there. He just is.
Most mornings at the tower were quiet, or at least as quiet as it can get. This morning was not one of those mornings.
Everyone was sitting around the table enjoying breakfast cooked by Steve and Bucky. That is, everyone except Peter Parker. Peter was usually late to breakfast because he hated getting out of bed so early, especially on weekends.
Everyone looked up as Peter finally stomped over to the table and plopped down in his chair. He had an odd look on his face like a mix of tired, annoyed, and ready to commit murder. Everyone had different levels of surprise on their faces at that, especially when he slammed his fist down on the table.
"I demand a different floor," Peter said. He had recently moved into the tower after May died and Tony became his legal guardian. Everyone in the tower had welcomed him into the family, though Tony was a bit wary of all the time Pete was spending with the scary Russian lady.
Tony raised an eyebrow, "What's wrong with the one you got?" Peter flushed slightly and looked like he was about to do his awkward stuttery apology, but to everyone's further surprise, he didn't. Instead, he took a breath and gave Steve and Bucky, who were sitting next to each other, a scandalized look.
"Some of us have enhanced hearing, and some of us don't appreciate not sleeping because of it." Peter scowled and his exhaustion was obvious. He clearly hadn't slept much, if at all.
Peter continued his rant, "I don't see why my floor should be directly below theirs," he jerked his chin in Steve and Bucky's direction. Everyone looked at the two men, who had matching looks of realization dawning on their faces while their cheeks were steadily growing pinker.
"I never needed to know just how loud they can be, and yet, here I am! I need bleach. Brain bleach. To get rid of the memory. I'm going to be scarred for life, and it's all your fault." Peter finally stopped rambling, and let his head fall on the table with a thunk.
There was a beat of silence. Steve and Bucky were blushing and not looking anyone in the eye, Clint and Natasha appeared to be having a conversation with their eyebrows, Tony was a second away from spitting out his coffee, Thor was looking at everyone else to see if they understood, and Bruce was looking half gleeful and half horrified.
Steve coughed in the awkward silence. "So... About that..."
Everyone started talking at once.
"When were you going to say something?"
"Oh my God, my ship has sailed!"
"I TOLD YOU THEY WERE FUCKING! Now pay up, peasant."
"Wait, you mean you didn't know they were together? I thought it was obvious."
"FUCKING FINALLY, took you long enough."
"Oh shit, did I just launch them out of the closet? I just outed you. I am so sorry, I thought everyone knew you were together, so I didn't think…"
Needless to say, Steve and Bucky were just a little bit overwhelmed.
In the end, Peter did get another room. And if Tony decided to move Peter to his private penthouse, well, that wasn't anybody else's business.
Thanks for reading!