"So what's your last name anyway? Is it something snotty like Wilson Esquire the fourth?" Tony was tinkering again, this time on the final specs of the prototype phone, talking to Peter.
Peter laughed "Definitely not. Parker, Peter Parker." He said and he was pacing again
"Okay, Bond" Tony teased playfully. "Its a nice ring to it."
Peter just hummed "Ned has set me up on another blind date" he groaned, flopping on the bed
"Damn Ned" Tony grumbled. "Maybe this one won't be stupid?"
"Doubt it, they're all dumb," Peter said with a pout. "None of them can follow what I'm even talking about half the time. "He whined.
"Then they aren't worth your time. Anyway, to get Ned to stop?" Tony asked.
Peter shrugged before he realized Tony couldn't see him. "Probably not." He said, sighing again "I'll have to get ready soon." He added, "Maybe if I go in sweats he will leave first." Peter mused.
"Go for the Cheeto stained ones" Tony laughed
"I have ones that are so stained and worn out that they've got holes all over the place. They'll be perfect!" He said before letting out a laugh.
"Brillant!" Tony snickered.
Peter sighed "I'm awful, haven't even met this person and I'm already trying to escape". The truth is the last couple of dates since he's been talking to Tony, he's been comparing them to the other man and let's just face it, they never measure up.
"Well it's not like they've had good predecessors " Tony chuckled.
Peter sighed again "You're telling me!" He squeaked out, flailing his other arm as if the man could see him.
"I just wish Ned would quit, I don't NEED someone" He added, rolling his eyes.
"Tell him that" Tony suggested.
Peter sighed again "I'm not good at saying no...and he just looks so heartbroken if I tell him I don't want to.. so, I just tough it out." He said. "He thinks I'm lonely." He huffed, rolling his eyes
"He sounds like a pain in the ass" Tony mused
"He's trying to help..." Peter offered, picking invisible lint off of his comforter.
"Even the best of friends can be pains in the ass. Doesn't mean they aren't also awesome"
"He's making me not want a relationship at all." Peter groaned.
"Don't let him ruin it for you." Tony said.
"I could get a few cats and call it a life." Peter jokes with a laugh.
"Too much shedding" Tony laughed.
"You're right, maybe some spiders. That'd be pretty cool. I like spiders."
"My skin just crawled" Tony shuddered.
Peter snorted out a laugh "Don't be a baby." He teased."They're cute." He added.
"Spiders freak me out " Tony whined playfully.
Peter laughed. "Such a baby."
"Shush you" Tony pouted.
"I'm even worse at shutting up than I am at saying no." He joked, laughing at how adorable tony sounded.
"That's okay" Tony laughed."I'm sure we can find a way."
Peter snorted out a laugh. "Yeah, the red button does wonders." Tony let out a delighted laugh.
Peter grinned, he loved making Tony laugh. "I have another test tomorrow" he pouted.
"You'll kick its ass" he encouraged.
"I just hate tests; I'd rather be working on something." Peter groaned. "Can't mess with my phone anymore." He grumbled.
"Whys that?" Tony asked curiously.
Peter flushed "I...um...I might lose your number this time..." peter chewed on his lip "Didn't want to risk it..." he added, blushing even more.
Tony smiled softly. "Ah, but I have yours now"
Peter huffed "My luck is completely screw up my phone and you wouldn't be able to message or call." He complained.
Tony laughed brightly. "Its ok"
"I enjoy our talks, would hate for them to stop," Peter said, laughing.
"I feel the same" Tony agreed.
Peter grinned brightly. "I'll text you in the morning," he said with a yawn, "Some of us need sleep."
"Sleep is for the weak and the school and college-aged" Tony teased gently. "Sleep well."
Peter smiled "Night tony." He said in a fond tone.
"Night Peter." Tony returned.
Peter hung up the phone, not really wanting to, before crawling into bed and snuggling down, falling asleep.
Tony finally sent the new phones he had designed with Peter's tweaks in mind out to stores a month later. He made sure to look up the address of one Peter Parker, sending him his own edition, the sleek crimson, and gold design is engraved on the back with 'P. Parker'.
Peter had aced his test, he was happy and had every intention of calling tony when he got home to tell him he'd passed. On his way home, something had him stopping dead in his tracks in front of one of the Stark stores. HIS phone design was featured in the window. After the shock wears off, he thinks, he's only told one person about some of those specific designs. Pulling out his phone he called tony right away. "This is Tony" Tony answered, yanking the tie off. He hated press meetings.
"T-tony." Peter stumbled over the word "M-my phone ideas. Th-There in one of the Stark technology stores." He babbled
Tony bit his lip. "Yeah...have you not made it home yet?"
"No? Why?" He asked, confused "What's going on?"
"Get to your place" Tony urged "I sent you a gift."
"I don't understand. I only told YOU about my ideas" he said, almost home by now, head still spinning and confused.
"Very true." Tony smiled, almost sadly. He hoped Peter would still talk to him.
Peter fumbled with the lock, finally making it into the house and back to his room where a box sat, addressed to him. He put tony on speaker phone so he could open it carefully. "Tony...I don't.." He said as he opened the box revealing a brand new Stark phone to his exact specifications and color. "You bought me a phone?" He found himself asking.
"Peter they just got released today. I mailed that three days ago."
It felt like the wind had been knocked out of him. "T-tony... S-Stark" He squeaked out.
"Yeah...hi" Tony scrubbed the back of his neck.
Peter bit his lip, blushing at all the things he'd told Tony. This was Tony Stark, the owner and brain behind Stark Industries. This was one of Peter's hero's and he'd been FLIRTING with him! Peter was absolutely mortified. "Hi..." He squeaked back.
"Cmon Peter, don't be all squeaky now" Tony pouted, the pout visible in his voice.
Before peter could respond his aunt came in calling his name. "I..um...I have to go..my aunt is home...and and she's calling me." He managed to say, stumbling over his words "Sorry, Mr. stark-Tony..bye" he corrected himself quickly before hanging up and facepalming.
Tony stared at his phone, frowning softly. He knew this would happen.
From Tony: this is why I didn't want to tell you my last name. I'm sorry if I made it too awkward for you.
From Tony: I'm personally inviting you to my Christmas party. Both the stuffy one and the after party if you'd like to come to either or both. You'll be on the VIP list. Just give your name to the door attendant.
Peter went and talked to his aunt, he probably couldn't tell you what they talked about if you paid him to. Afterwards, he read Tony's text and frowned.
From Peter: It's not awkward. It hurts. You didn't think you could tell me who you were?
From Peter: I told you everything about me! Was I just something to waste your time on while you were bored?
From Peter: Just leave me alone...
After his last text he threw the box with the phone in it into the chair in the corner after turning off his own phone. Peter crawled in the bed and his under the covers, wiping his tears away roughly when a few slipped down his cheek. Tony frowned down at his phone, worried.
From Tony: of course not! I enjoy talking to you. It's refreshing, fun, and I love it. I didn't tell you because you have no idea how many times, I let someone close, only for them to find out about my name and completely change.
From Tony Tony: I can't help how I react to things.
From Tony: Peter please.
From Tony: peter...
Peter left his phone off for the next couple of days, he couldn't deal with Tony or anything right now. He told his haunt he'd broken his charger, she offered to get him a new one, but he declined, saying it would do him some good to be away from it for a while.