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Main Masterlist Only Child Series Masterlist part ten / part eleven / part twelve chapter warnings: violence, sarcasm, swearing, fatalist humour, nightmares, jealousy

"So this is what you do for fun?" Peter, for all the super-senses he boasted, almost fell off the side of the building he was sitting on. He caught himself with his web, hauling his body back over the edge of the building and gasping dramatically.

"You almost killed me." He told her, accusation heavy in his voice. She shrugged, taking a seat next to him, looking over the streets of Queen's. "What are you doing here?"

"I was officially ungrounded this morning. But I had homework so I've only just gotten time to leave the tower. Everyone else is asleep." She told him, picking at her nails. "I figured I'd come to see what you were up to."

"Patrol." He answered simply looking back out to the city. "There's been a couple of break-ins around here this week so I thought I'd just come out and keep watch."

"That sounds incredibly boring but my options are this or wait and hope someone has a nightmare so they can watch movies with me." She told him so she made herself comfortable and looked out at the darkness.

"Why aren't you asleep?" Peter asked quietly. "You're always up before I am when I stay at the tower and anytime I've come in late you're still up."

"Sleep and I are on bad terms. Have been since I was like twelve. I function best on short naps." She told him honestly. "I'm basically fuelled by spite and caffeine."

"Like any upstanding Gen-Z would be." He nodded, elbowing her. She rolled her eyes and sighed, taking in the unchanging landscape.

"So, besides sitting on buildings that have a ridiculous amount of stairs in them and fight the evil powers that be what do you do for fun?" She asked and he shrugged.

"Homework. Not like I've got time for hobbies." She nodded in understanding and the silence drifted in again. Y/N wasn't sure if Peter felt awkward but she sure did.

"So no girlfriend?" She asked and then hesitated. "Or boyfriend I guess. Or a nongendered specific person with whom you choose to spend time?"

"No." Peter laughed a little. "No one special. I've got a best friend though, he's great. His name is Ned and he's like in love with you?"

"Is he?" She asked idly.

"Well, he thinks your hot and that you kick ass," Peter told her.

"Understandable. My new suit has been doing wonders for my image. Tony knows how to look good while staying protected." She had even spotted a Buzzfeed article about it and her ego had grown hugely.

"I mean Steve's suit? The one Tony made him? Shapes his ass way better." Peter nodded his head as he agreed with her point.

"Thank you! I've been telling him that forever. Bucky can't keep his eyes off him half the time he's wearing it." She laughed and Peter tilted his head.

"I've been wondering, are they uh- you know, together?" He asked, unsure if it was okay.

"We don't really know. They share a bed but that's been happening since Bucky came back and he was, you know, understandably traumatized. Also apparently they used to share a bed before because there was only one in their shitty apartment." Y/N told Peter who absorbed the information. "I mean they're definitely soulmates. But I'm not sure if it's platonically or not."

"You guys seem like the sort of people who would meddle with that sort of thing," Peter said and she winced.

"Not anymore. There was a time when we thought Natasha and Bruce might be good together but that went pear-shaped so fast and Bruce disappeared for a little while. He came back eventually but we all just collectively don't mention it." She told him.

"Oh, I thought Natasha and Clint were a thing?" Peter asked.

"Nah. They're platonic soulmates, I'd bet Pietro's life on it." She explained and Peter laughed.

"Why Pietro's life?" He asked.

"My life is much more important. I could never risk it with something so trivial as a bet." Peter laughed and she smiled, leaning against him as the night wore on. They talked about stupid things like his classmates and how they all generally ignored him which would be a bother if he didn't have Ned. Besides they were all obsessed with Spiderman which he found hilarious.

"That Spiderman is a bit of a dork. I don't see the appeal." She shrugged.

"Hey, I'm not going to argue." Peter laughed and sighed as the sun began to rise. "Well, that's my cue to get some sleep before school."

"I'm going to hang around for another while, make everyone worry about the fact I disappeared, and then appear with Starbucks. Wins them over every time." She shrugged and Peter laughed, shaking his head and swinging away from the roof.

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Peter settled in startlingly well with the Avengers. He got used to the way things worked in the Tower with ease and Y/N would have to begrudgingly accept the fact that he wasn't as bad as she thought he was.

That was until she began to notice subtle changes in their routine that now included Peter. She was okay with the swap from waffles to pancakes in the morning. Even grudgingly accepted that Monopoly was not the board game of choice on game nights anymore.

She even managed to control herself when she found Bruce and Peter working on cell synthesis in the lab together when he was supposed to be showing her how to make something that would explode.

All these baby steps led to her time with the others being cut down and she held it all in, accepted that things changed sometimes. She drew the line at stumbling out of her room, her nightmares stealing away her sleep once more only to find the horror's of her dreams had nothing on the reality of finding Steve and Peter watching Bob's Burgers.

She wasn't ashamed to admit she went back to her room and cried.

She stopped making an effort with Peter after that day, instead running herself ragged to remind everyone that she was their favorite kid. That Peter was a poor replacement.

It started with handing in all her homework on time, as it was asked of her. She stopped bothering with Robert Frost and studied Sylvia Plath. She handed in all her chemistry work on time hoping that Bruce would invite her to his and Peter's little science bro's session. No such luck, Peter was too smart.

She stopped going out to the living room after her nightmares because she knew she'd only feel worse if she found Peter watching one of her comfort programs with someone.

She still hadn't entirely forgiven Steve but she hadn't told him that. He wouldn't care.

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