Coffee shop AU

Peter works at a cute little Cafe after school with MJ and sometimes on the weekends.

Harley interns for Stark but wants to find a place where he can just chill out without the hectic dad/ family.

Peters POV takes place in November and Harleys is in December.

Oops ;)

Also sorry for the lack of content this whole thing is making me really depressed and I feel like everything I write is shit. I know this isn't my best work but hopefully publishing something will motivate me again.
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Peter POV

"Ready to head to work MJ?"

"Yeah just give me a sec," she said, closing her locker and rummaging around in her bag.

"It's so cool that you guys have jobs," Ned said, leaning against the locker next to MJ's.

"Well it's fun for MJ, she's the manger," I fake pout and stick my tongue out at her.

"The only reason I'm the manger is because, I don't lose things," she pointed out.

"Fair but you didn't have to call me out like that,"

"Guys, I'm  gonna miss my subway," Ned said, dragging me towards the school doors.

"Ok ok," MJ said, jogging to catch up "we're going,"

~Time Skip~

The shift was slow, as usual. I'm a barista, I had a knack for doing the latte art so they stuck me here. It was really useful for helping out Aunt May and Spiderman costs, plus it was a great stress reliever.

"Pete can you take the register for a sec?" MJ asked, their wasn't really anyone at the register, so I nodded. She took off her apron and went into the back. I continue to clean off my supplies until I hear the bell on the door ring.

"Hi how may I help.....you?....." I trail off at the end.

Why? I hear you asking through the 4th wall.

Because possibly one of the most attractive people I have ever seen was standing opposite to me. He had shaggy blond hair but wow, he wore it so freaking well, and his eyes just. Wow. His whole face was just perfect.

"I'd just like a latte darlin'," he paused, he gave me a look that sent shivers down my spin before leaning slightly closer, "Unless you're on the menu,"

Oh fuck me. Not only does he have an accent but he's also hell smooth.

"I-I umm- uhh- dont think?- Um- will that latte be all for you?" I mentally kick myself for stuttering. I was already a blushing mess, I don't need stuttering on top of that.

"Hmm, I'd take a chicken panini if it doesn't cause ya too much trouble," he said.

"N-not at all, I'll get those right out to you," I say, turning to go into the kitchen.

"You gonna charge me sweetheart?" He asked.

I spring back around and face palmed.

"Yes. Money. Lord I'm so dumb," I laugh to myself as I punch in his order, "The total is $15.75,"

"Keep the change," he said, handing me a twenty.

"Oh no I....," I looked down while putting the twenty in the register and when I looked back up he had sat down at a table. Pulling out a computer bag and opening his laptop.

"Peter, I get that you think he's hot but he did place an order," MJ suddenly reappearing behind me.

"Yeah, I'll get on that,"

After I placed his order with the cook I get to work making his drink. Now the latte part wasn't so hard but the art. I like doing art that reminded me of the individual, and the only thing popping into mind for Mystery hot boy is hearts.

'Stupid boy giving me butterflies,'

That's it! Once his drink was done I sent to work in the art piece if it, trying to make sure that it turned out at least ok. Which it did, so that's good.

Walking over to him I set down the sandwich and the drink.

"Woah, cool butterfly," he said, sitting up a looking at it.

The complement made my heart flutter.

"T-thanks,"

"No problem cutie," he said sending me a wink. I felt my face try and beat its previous redness record, so I just turned and hurried back to the counter.

The rest of night was a mix between a few strangle customers and cleaning up. MJ left me to close and when the time came Mystery boy still hadn't left.

"Excuse me?" I say to get his attention, "we're currently closing,"

"Ah shit is it eight already," he said, looking at his watch and shutting his laptop.

"I-it's actually 7:55, you where just the only one here and everything's ready to be closed I just figured that," I cut myself off because I realized that I was rambling, "Uuh sorry, I just have to walk home tonight and my Aunt will have my head if she finds out,"

I wince at the explanation.

"That seems unsafe darlin'," he said with a  slight frown.

"W-well usually either MJ will give me a ride or something,but she left early today," I explain.

"Mind if I walk with ya then? It's safer to travel in pairs at night,"

"Hmmmm I don't know, seems sketchy to walk with someone who's name I don't know," I said, I don't know where the confidence came from but damn.

He cracks a smile.

"Names Harley Keener sweetheart, all you had to do was ask,"

"Harley Keener," I say, testing out the name, "It suits you,"

"So I've been told. Do I get to know your full name?"

"Peter Parker,"

"Cute name. You ready to go?" He asked, standing up with his computer bag.

"O-oh y-you don't actually have to walk with me. I'll be fine," I say as we start walking to the front door.

"Well I want to," he said, opening the door for me. "Besides, I don't trust people with someone as good-looking as you,"

I almost dropped my keys.

"If you think I'm the good looking one you need glasses," I laugh, feeling my face light itself on fire for the thrift time in an hour and a half.

"If it'll help me see you better, I'd be fine gettin' some," He shrugged and I finished locking the door. I pull my hoodie up over my head in embarrassment.

"So where are you from?," I ask, trying to keep the conversation going as we start walking.

"Rose Hill Tennessee, born n' raised," He said.

"Sounds interesting, what's it like?" I ask genuinely curious, I'd never met someone who wasn't from the north east before.

"Imagine a town in the 1950's with half the small population stuck in the mindset,"

"Oh wow,"

"Yeah," He laughed slightly, "How about you Darlin',"

"Queens. I live here with my aunt, my parents kinda went down in a ball of flames,"

"Is that a metaphor or do ya' mean literally?"

"Oh I mean literally, there plane crashed," I shrug, expecting him to freeze and not know how to respond.

Instead he laughed.

"Oh god I'm sorry, that was just a really funny way of sayin' that," he said when he stopped laughing.

"No don't be, it's better that "oh I'm so sorry" or "that's not funny, those where your parents", that I usually get. Like their my dead parents not yours, butt out of it," I said, going in a mini rant.

"Yeah, people say the same stuff to me when I make jokes about my dad,"

"It's the most annoying thing," I say, with a smile. I really liked talking to Harley, he was fun, and also super hot but you know.

He looking like he was about to say something, but before either of us had time to react, we where shoved into a dark alleyway.

"Aw sweet, you got both of them," A middle aged looking man said, walking closer to us.

Shit, we're being robbed.

"The blondie's cute," A girl appeared next to the man.

"The blondie's also very gay," Harley deadpanned.

'Well that's good to know,'

"That's to bad," She pouted, "I guess we'll just rob you boys instead,"

I tug down the hood even further, I'm tryin  to see a way out of this.

"Yeah no," Harley said, placing a hand in his hip sassily.

I wanted to face palm at how stupidly brave he was being.

Or bravely stupid.

My spidey-sense went off. Before I could even consider the coniquesnes I shot out a web. The third robber cursed, his gun, along with his hand, was stuck to a wall. Everyone exploded, three more people sprinted into the alleyway. Two tuning at me and one at Harley. So in total three people where attacking me, I was holding my own fairly well.

'Shit what about Harley!!"

I looked over at him and he was holding is own surprisingly well, considering he was fighting two people. Because if he wasn't already hot enough, he can fight too.

"Where are the others!!" One of the robbers yelled.

"On their way!" One yelled back.

Fuck.

After he said that I knew I had to get out of there. I punched the robber with a bit more strength and ran over to Harley. I pick him up with one arm and run, vaulting  to the top of a near by garbage I shoot a web and swung to the top of the nearest building. I was so hyped on adrenaline that I parkoured over a few more buildings before stoping.

"Oh my god are you ok?" I ask, setting Harley down.

"Yeah," He said with his brow furrowed, he was looking intently at the ground.

"Oh god I'm so sorry, I should have had-"

"No, no," he said cutting me off, "it's not that don't worry,"

"Then what?" I pant confused.

"I had alway told myself that my masculinity wasn't fragile, but I've never been scooped up like a rag doll before,"

"That- that's what you're weirded out about! We could have been robbed!" I exclaim, running my hand through my hair. I can't believe that just happened.

"Right, but thanks to you we didn't," He pointed out.

That's when it hit me.

"Oh god you know I'm Spiderman now," My voice fills with panic as I speak.

"Woah hey, don't have a panic attack. I promise I won't tell anyone," Harley said, but his voice fell if deaf ears as I started to fully panic.

"God, what if they saw me. What if they target Aunt May! I can't lose her too, not after Ben,"

"Hey," He placed his hands on my shoulders and shook me slightly. "Look at me,"

I looked up at his face and holy wow, his eyes where really blue. He moved his hands and pushed my hood down.

"You where wearing a hoodie, there no way they could have seen your face. I'm the only one who knows and I swear on my life I'm not gonna tell anyone. Ok?"

"I.... Ok, I believe you," I said with a shaky voice. I did trust him, I don't really know why.

"Want me to tell you a secret too," he offered as we started walking.

"Sure," Despite what happened, I found myself laughing, "why not,"

"The reason I moved to New York was to intern for Tony Stark,"

I stopped walking.

"Seriously?"

"Yup,"

He rummaged in his computer bag, and pulled out a Stark phone. And tapped on its screen, before projecting a video.

"I fucking swear to god Keener I will ship you back to Tennessee,"

There was Tony Stark, pacing back and forth while Harley looked like he was trying really hard no to laugh.

"What made you think it was a good idea to make an explosion,"

"To be fair," Harley interjected, "it was just slime,"

"All over our business partners,"

"They all thought it was an accident, besides you hate 'em anyway,"

Tony sighed

"You're not wrong,"

"I am aware," Harley sassed.

After that the video cut off.

"Wow," I said, not really knowing what else to say, "so you have like, the avengers in your corner,"

"I guess," He shrugged.

"Wait but if you're from Tennessee then how?" I ask,

"I'll tell you if ya' tell me you're story,"

I was confused but then he realized about Spiderman.

"Yeah sure," I say sitting down, "Ive been wanting to tell someone anyway.

Harley and I talked for a while. He told me about how Tony Stark broke into his barn and how he had kept in contact. And about he was here because he got expelled because he beat someone up for bullying his friend. I told him about Oscorp and Uncle Ben.

Eventually I noticed that it was 9:45, May would be home in 15 minutes.

"Shit," I said getting up, "I have to go, my aunt will be home soon,"

"Alright, lets go," Harley said, standing up too.

"Oh you don't have to," I said, still feeling bad that we almost got robbed.

"First if all, I said I'd walk ya' home, so that's what I'm gonna do. Second of all I can't really get down from here on my own,"

"Oh," I said, feeling kinda stupid, "right, uh, how do you wanna?....."

"You can just pick me up again if that's easiest," 

"O-ok," I stutter.

I walk over to him and pick him up bridal style again. He wrapped his arms around my neck and I raise an eyebrow at him.

"Sure your 'oh so fragile' masculinity can handle this?" I ask with a smile on my face. He flicked my forehead.

"As long as ya' don't drop me Sweetheart,"

"I think I can manage that," I say, looking over the edge, "alright hang on,"

I jumped down to a fire escape, then across the alley to the next one down on the other side. I repeated the process until we reached the ground.

"That wasn't so bad," I say, panting slightly.

"Hmm. You know ya' can put me down if you want,"

"Oh right, sorry" I set him down blushing slightly.

"Quite alright darlin', shall we continue?" He asked, dramatically bowing, pointing his hands towards the entrance of the alley way.

I laugh again.

"We shall,"

We talked for the rest of the, sadly, short walk. Soon we reached my apartment.

"Welp, this my stop," I said trying to hide the disappointment in my voice. I don't know what it was but, I really liked talking to Harley.

Or maybe I just liked him.

"Ya' working tomorrow?" He asked, hopefully?

"Yeah, I work every day after school," I said.

"Well I'll swing by. What time is your break?" He asked.

"O-oh, um I can take it whenever I want." I said, kinda shocked that he asked.

"I'll swing by at five then sweetheart," He said, smirking slightly.

"O-ok then," I said, smiling wider than I'd like to admit.

He leaned in and before I could react he planted a kiss on my cheek.

"Thanks for the save earlier Darlin," He said before walking away "See you tomorrow!"

I stood there in shock, as he rounded the corner, I brought up and hand and touched my cheek.

"Yeah," I said mostly to myself, "See you tomorrow,"

Harley POV

"Seriously! The old man gave me a baby sitter!!" I exclaimed annoyed.

It had been about a month and I had been going to the shop almost every day Peter worked. Not only to see him, although seeing him was a major plus, but it was nice to get away from the craziness that is the tower.

Until Nat said she had to go with me.

"Yep, we don't know how much intel H.Y.D.R.A got so for now, yes" She said, putting on a hat and glasses that made her irreconcilable. "So where are we going,"

I bite the inside of my cheek. I told Peter I'd come in today, I could easily text him and tell him I can't.

But I wanna see him.

"Fine, but you can't tell anyone where we're going. Please," I add on at the end just for good measure.

"Alright, I won't as long as you don't try to ditch me,"

~Time skip~

I ditched Nat. It was surprisingly easy, plus I managed to find the tracking device she left so now she thinks I'm on the subway to Brooklyn.

"Peter you're boyfriend is here!" MJ yelled as soon as I walked in the door.

"Nice to see you too MJ," I say walking up to the counter.

"Mhm hmm," she said, "Peter will be here in three..two....,"

"MJ, Harley isn't my boyfriend," Peter protested, bursting through the kitchen door. A blush painting is adorable face.

"Not yet Darlin'" I say with a wink.

"I assume you're getting the usual," Peter said with a light blush.

"You assume correctly sweetheart,"

"Alright I'll have that right out for you," He said turning and waking to make my drink. I silently take out my wallet and stick ten dollars into the tip jar.

See Peter likes to think he's covering my drinks, so I just put my tab into the tip jar.

I sit down and watch Peter as he prepares two drinks, I assume he's gonna sit with me which makes me super happy. I don't fully comprehend how someone could be a literal angel in every way possible, but Peter sure is.

"Here you go," Peter broke my out of my thoughts as he sets my drink down.

"Thank ya darlin''," I say as I watch him sit down across from me.

There was a very particular reason that I didn't want Nat with me today. It took me forever to workout the corange. I mean yeah, I hit on him because I think he's cute, but know that I actually know him rejection is a lot more scary.

"No problem," Peter said, taking a sip of his drink.

'Just ask him,'

"Hey, would ya' maybe wanna go on a date with me later?"

Peter choked on his drink.

"W-wait!" He exclaimed with a heavy blush in his face, "l-like a friend date or a date date,"

"A date date sweetheart," I say, smiling at his cuteness.

"YES!! I-I mean y-yeah I would like that," He stumbles over his words.

I let out a small sigh of relief,

"Great, what time do ya get off,"

"He gets off at six!" MJ yelled from behind the counter.

Both of us look at her.

"MJ I don't get off until eight, you know that," Peter yelled back.

"Parker I will literally pay you the twenty dollars you will miss to go on this date. Because I swear to god if I have to listen to you ramble about how "dreamy" you think Harley is again I'm going to cut my ears off." And with that MJ went into the kitchen leaving no room for argument.

"Looks like ya get off at six. Will your aunt mind?" I ask. Peters face was definitely red right now.

"No, she'll probably want to meet you though," He figitet like that would change my mind somehow.

"That's not a problem," I assure him. "Where do ya' wanna go,"

"Oh I don't care, it's up to you," Peter said finishing his drink.

"Fine then, I'll see ya' at six darlin',"

And with that we part ways, his break was over anyway and I had some planing to do.

For the next two hours I planned out what I was gonna do. I decided to take him to the Star Wars reshowing at a theater on the other side of town. The theater also had small pods instead of chairs so I thought that would be like romantic and stuff.

On my way back to the coffee shop, I bought Peter some flowers. Cliche? Yes. But I'm doing it anyway so shut up.

When I arrived Peter was already waiting out side.

"Hey Harles," he said, looking up from his phone.

"Hey Darlin'. I know it's kinda stupid but I bought you these," I said holding up the flowers, I can feel a faint blush dust my cheeks.

"Awwww, I love them," Peter said, taking them with a smile, "thank you,"

The walk to his apartment was much quicker this time, considering that we didn't get robbed.

"Before we go in," Peter said, unlocking his door, "I'm so sorry for anything she says or does,"

~ Thanks Pete ~

"That was horrible," Peter groaned as we walked up to the theater.

"I thought it was quite enjoyable," I smirk at him,  pausing for a second. "So you think my accent is hot, huh?"

"Oh my god shut up, I swear I can't tell May anything!" Peter exclaimed while a blush covered his face.

"I can go full southern if ya'd like,"  I say, drawling out my words into a full accent.

"Nah, I like it as is, its unique. Not too country but nice," He said, pulling the door open.

"Thank ya darlin," I say.

Peter shrugged.

"Just being honest,"

"Does this mean I get to randomly complement you too?" I ask.

"If I say no will you listen?"

"No,"

"Not surprising," Peter laughed.

"I really like your smile," I tell him.

"I- wha-uh-," He spluttered. I've decided that making him blush is my new favorite hobby.

"Want popcorn?" I ask.

"Uhh, no, I'm good," He said, still looking slightly confused.

"Let's head to the theater then,"

We walk to the theater, I hand my phone to the attendant to check our tickets. After that we walk in and sit down on the couch thing.

"Oh my god wait!," Peter said, putting a hand on my cheek and gasped"You're so warm!"

He stayed there for a few seconds before realizing what he was doing and pulled back.

"I'm so sorry, I don't know what that was," he said sounding embarrassed.

"It alright, I didn't mind," I chuckled slightly, then put an arm around his shoulder.

He rested his head on my shoulder, leaning into me.

"Wow, you are like abnormally warm," He said.

"Thank you?"

"You are very welcome,"

After that the lights dimmed and the movie started, not that I was paying much attention to the movie.

About half way through Peter fell asleep. I didn't really mind, I knew he was over working himself with Spiderman, the cafe and school. Plus he looked absolutely adorable.

'Oh god he's so hot but adorable too,'

When the credits started rolling I poked him.

"Time to wake up Darlin',"

His eyes fluttered open.

"Did I fall asleep?" He asked groggily.

"Yep," I said standing up and offering my hand to him.

"Oh my god I'm so sorry, I don't know why I've been so tired lately I'm so sorry," He apologized as we walked out of the theater.

"Don't worry about it, besides I still had fun," I said.

"I did too, for the part that I was awake for,"

"Well if you where my boyfriend we could do it again," I offer

"D- did you just ask me to be your boyfriend?" He asked.

"Well would ya be?"

"I-I mean yes,"

"Cool, then will ya be my boyfriend?"

"Yes," he laughed, "this conversation,"

I couldn't help but laugh too as we opened the doors leading outside.

"Do you need a ride?"

"Nah, I'll just swing home," He said, zipping up his hoodie.

"Ok, just don't do any else, "

He nodded, before I had time to react he brought his head up and kissed me.

"Uh, thanks and yeah," he said quickly then dashed off. Leaving me smiling like an idiot.