"What the matter sweetheart?"

Head snapping up (Y/N) broke from her daze of poking her pasts repeatedly with her fork.

"Nothing."

"(Y/N) I'm sat at the table so I know somethings wrong." Silas said.

She gave a sigh suddenly very engrossed in her food again.

"I don't have to tell you everything." she stated politely.

"No you don't but I can tell you're very occupied by something you did earlier today."

"I didn't do anything bad."

"I can tell you didn't I just want to make sure you're okay."

"I'm alright."

Having a dad as an empathy was both a blessing and a curse at times, it was near impossible to keep a secret. Luckily though Silas was one for respecting privacy. And when (Y/N) turned 18 she'd get a charm so Silas wouldn't be able to tell what she's felling when she wears it.

Whenever Maurice wants to piss Silas off he'll wear his charm.

"Hey Silas can you tell how I'm feeling?" Maurice asked saulily.

Silas, who had been taking a sip of water, proceeded to spit it out over his food in shock.

"For the last time Maurice! Not at the dinner table!" he choked.

"Dad!"

"What?" Maurice chuckled.

"That's it I'm going to my room, thanks for dinner dad, not so much the small talk."

"You know you love us!" Maurice called after her.                              

Reaching her room, leaning on her closed door (Y/N) gave a large sigh to herself. Today, had been completely different to what she expected. Not the training part, no. She knew they'd spend most of the time teasing each other, making star wars references and a lot of her blundering up.

But she'd never thought they'd face the Scorpion again so soon. The issue for her was how easily Spiderman, Peter had gotten hurt. Did he get injured like that often? If so May would be paying for a very large medical bill if she hadn't been there.

Although surprisingly she wasn't too worried about herself, not when she had her wings as a 24/7 shield.

*Knock* *Knock*

"Come in."

Maurice popped his head around the door.

"Just wanted to let you know your dads been called out for an emergency placement. Don't know when he'll be back."

"Okay thanks for letting me know."

After that (Y/N) sat on her bed loading up Pinterest when there came another knocking.

"Come in!"

"Thanks!"

"Sweet Chaos!" she shrieked clutching her chest at seeing Peter climb through her window.

"What? You said I could come in." he shrugged pulling off his mask.

"(Y/N)!? What's wrong!?"

Reacting to Maurice's rapidly approaching footsteps Peter jumped up to the ceiling just out of sight as Maurice came bursting into the room.

"What's wrong!?"

"Oh uh! Nothing! Nothings wrong! I just saw a spider, huge! But its gone now, I knocked it out the window."

Maurice's gaze trailed from (Y/N) to the open window back to her as she fumbled with her hands. Meanwhile she had to make sure she didn't look up at Peter, who was stuck fast to the ceiling trying to not make a sound.

"Okay. That must have been why Chewy was growling just now, you and I both know how much he hates spiders."

"Yeah."

Giving a small nod not seeing anything else wrong Maurice left the room, Peter dropping back down as soon as he could.

"What are you doing here!?" (Y/N) asked immediately in a hushed yell of a whisper "you are so lucky Silas isn't here otherwise he'd know you're here in an instant!"

"Why did you yell 'sweet chaos'?" he asked back.

"Its umm well, a sort of God in the Sonic games, you know, my inner geek."

"Okay I see. And I came round to drop these off." he said as he slung a backpack (Y/N) had only just noticed off his back.

As far as she could remember she didn't miss any homework, and she grew more confused when he pulled out an energy drink, packet of crisps and carton of juice.

"I was worried you'd still be quezy after healing my rib, so I went out and got these as I felt bad." handing them to her "And I didn't know what you're meant to do when you get anemic so I brought some energy drinks, and the juice is for natural sugars in case you don't like energy drinks."  

(Y/N) was honestly stunned. Stood there holding the items she hasn't given a second thought when healing Peter. He was injured, there're he was in pain, so she helped him. Simple as.

"You're so sweet."

"I-I am?" he blushed furiously, painfully reminder his mask wasn't hiding him.

"Yeah you are. I didn't give a thought about healing you and yet here you are now wasting your evening."

"Well I don't see it as a waste of find making sure you're okay."

A small silence fell and the two came to terms with the intimacy of the conversation.

"Any anyway! You're okay so I guess I'll be going my now!"

Walking backwards and clumsily climbing back out the window banging his head against the window frame.

"Are you okay!?'

"Yeah! Yeah! I'm fine!" He lied standing up straight on the fire escape rubbing his now sore head, pulling his mask back on.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, yeah I'm fine. Wouldn't be much of a Spiderman if I couldn't take a little hit like that."

"Oh come on, you're allowed to take a bump to the head."

He gave a chuckle slinging a web calling back.

"See you Monday!"

She gave a content sigh, resting her head on her arms perched on the railing watching him swing away.

~The Next Day~

"(Y/N) wake up!"

Her reply was a grumble and turning over in her bed.

"(Y/N)!"

"But dads its a Sunday! And its only 8!"

"Yes but Peter's here to see you."

"Peter!?"

Kicking her quilt off and pulling a hoodie over her over sized PJ T-shirt she would have liked to get dressed but didn't want to keep him waiting, leading him to see her bed hair. But as soon as she saw Peter stood there in a pair of ironed jeans and smart-ish shirt she knew what was coming.

"Tony-

"Wants to see us?"

"Yeah."

"I'll get dressed."

*********************

"So. You two have been rather busy haven't you?"

The two stood there, (Y/N) fumbling with her hands Peter licking his lips, both unable to to meet Tony's eye.

"Ummm..."

"Seriously I can't leave you two alone for two weeks. Two weeks that's all its been and you've become a vigilante and run into another Vulture wannabe."

All three were in the living area of the Avengers, Peter and (Y/N) stood as though they were in their principles office as Tony paced back and fourth.

"Why didn't you call me?"

"Because, because we didn't want to ruin your honey moon. You know, we wanted you to have a good time." Peter stammered.

Tony seemed to hesitate in believing Peter's answer, secretly touched.

"Thank you." but then he cleared his throat facing (Y/N) "So come on, who are you?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well he's Spiderman what's your name?"

"I, we haven't come up with a name yet."

"Okay we'll work on that, but whatever your names going to be you wont be it in that rag around your face."

"You don't mean." Peter caught on.

"You need a full upgrade, I'll make you a suit like I did Peter."

"No! No!" she said shaking her hands "I can do it myself. I'm good at textiles I'm sure I can figure something-

"Can you use heat resistant kevlar micro-fibers that are both fire and bullet proof?"

"N-no.."

"Well that's what you'll be getting, along with heat and night vision, instant kill mode and-

"Don't give her instant kill mode!"

"Why not?"

"What's instant kill mode."

"I don't quite know myself as I keep refusing to use it despite Karen's constant insistence."

"Hey I'm the adult, I get to decide what weapons and designs are put in."

"I get weapons?"

"Maybe."

"Can I at least help you design the suit?"

"Nope."

"Aww please!"

"Nope!"

She blew a small raspberry at him.

"Meanie."

Guys. I watched Tom Holland's Umbrella lip syn battle. I'm dead.