This was requested by destielseason15  I hope I did it justice.

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Harley POV

"So you're telling me," I say, cradling the phone between my ear and shoulder, " that not only could I get extra credit AND complete my classes from the tower, but that I would start effective tomorrow just in time for Peters field trip?"

"Yup, I'll even make you the tour guide. Front row tickets," Tony says from the other end of the line. He was out of town, which is why he called me.

"Well, you better send Happy down to come get me. I have a field trip to crash!" I hang up without waiting for his response. I feel my grin spread from ear to ear.

'Oh, this'll be fun,'

Peter POV

I wake up early today, something felt...off. I look to my clock.

4:00 am.

I groan and roll out of bed, knowing I won't get back to sleep.

'Hmm... to Spider-Man or to Lab, decisions decisions.'

I throw a hoodie, T-shirt, and jeans into my backpack along with my wallet. Pressing my watch, I cause my suit to unfold, a little project I've been working on with Harley. I quietly opening the window and crawl out, making sure to shut it as quietly as possible. Once that was done I sigh, content. Now that I'm free I backflip off the tower into a free fall, shooting a web to avoid impact at the last second.

By 6:45 am I stopped 3 robbing attempts and 2 attempted gang wars, the last one didn't end well for me though. I have 3 broken ribs and a stab wound. I'm lucky that's all I have considering they where packing guns. Not having time to go back to the tower, I use my web fluid to seal the wound and wrap it up with medical bandages. Harley and Mr. Stark would have my head if they found out, but Harley is (sadly) at MIT and Mr. Stark is out of town. By the time I see either of them my healing will have taken care of it.

I de-Spider-Man, throwing on my clothes. Once I'm sure I look semi presentable, I walk out of the alley way. If I remember correctly, my favorite cafe is around here. It's the one Harley took me on our first date.

I feel a pang in my heart, ever since Harley started attending MIT in the fall I've been seeing him less and less. I'm happy for him if course, attending MIT at 16 is a big deal, but I can't help but miss him.

"Once chocolate croissant and chai tea for Peter,"

The voice of the barista snaps me out of my thoughts.

"Thank you," I say, she smiles and hands me my order. I glance quickly at my watch.

7:10 am

Perfect, I have 20 minutes till I have to catch my train, I guess I'll just sit and chill

~Time Skip to 8:00am because I'm lazy~

I yawn and stretch, downing the last of my chai before tossing it into the garbage can. My first class is advanced chemistry, which I take with Ned, MJ and sadly Flash. Yeah, I'm a nerd.

"Ok class, I have an announcement," Our teacher, Ms. Eiren said, "today we will be going on a surprise field trip! So I'm going to ask you guys to load up on the bus now!"

The whole class glanced around in confusion, but curiosity won as they all stood up and walked towards the main entrance.

I feel a buzzing on my watch.

GuyintheChair: sorry man I'm sick

GuyintheChair: H O L Y SHIT WHAT IF I HAVE CORONA??!!

Me: Ned you don't have carona,

Me: but it's cool, we're just going on some lame field trip

Me: I'll text you when i get home.

I get on the bus, scanning for MJ.

'She's with Pepper on her Business trip. I totally forgot!'

Looks like I'm on my own for this one. Sliding down into a seat, I put in my headphones and listen to cavetown. As we start to drive I zone out, in the back of my mind I notice how familiar the route looks. I ignore it.

It's only when we come to a stop, and kids start to pile out, that I realize I have a problem.

Oh.

Shit.

Because right now, I was standing infront of Stark Towers. Not only my place of internship, but also my house where my two father figures, Tony Stark-Strange and Stephen Stark-Strange lived. Not only that, but all my uncles and aunts.

I zip up my hoodie, you know to cover the S.I intern shirt I just realized I was wearing under it. I realize that the hoodie is Harleys, after all it is a MIT one, and has his name printed on the back (I know I over use this let me live ok it's cute).

"Finally figure out that we'll realize your internship is a fake? Oh god I can't wait!" Flash exclaimed, looking like a kid in a candy store.

"Flash!" The teacher scolded, " none of that, another comment and you'll be off the trip! Peter, could I speak with you for a second?"

I feel like crying, I know what's about to happen.

"Look, I know that you intern here. So, if you wanted to 'slip away' before we entered the building. I wouldn't notice,"

I was gobsmacked, I never expected the teacher to BELIEVE me.

"It's ok, who knows, maybe I'll see something I haven't before," I smile at her, she smiles back and we walk to rejoin the group.

"Alright class, let's head inside,"

The class nodded and walked into the building. As everyone awed at the marble pillars and golden inlay, I tried to make the best out of the situation.

'The only overprotective person here is Bruce, but he'll be sleeping! Yeah, everyone else is out on mission and Harley is at MIT. Plus maybe I'll learn something I haven't before.'

"Hey penis, where's your badge. You work here right,"

I see the lady's at the front desk glared daggers at Flash. One even got up to say say some, but I waved her off. Pro tip, if you bring the desk lady's coffee a couple times a week they will love you forever.

"Hello everyone, sorry I'm late," Beck walked out. Beck was a nice guy from MIT (shocker) who was majoring in engineering, I've worked with him a few times, "The tour guide had some 'important' business to attend too. So I'm the replacement. If y'all have your badges, we'll head through security. Who wants to go first?"

"I'll go," Flash said shoveling his way to the front.

"Eugen 'Flash' Tompson, Omega 1. No weapons. Enjoy your tour."

"What was that?" Cidy asked, glancing at the celling.

"Oh that's F.R.I.D.A.Y, Tony's AI. She manages security,"

"What's with the levels?" Abe piped up.

"So we have three main levels, and ten sub levels for each. Omega, is the lowest, Beta then Alpha, we also have Alpha Red but that's for avengers and friends. Each level has ten floors. For example a Beta 7, what I have, has access to the omega level and up to floor seven on the Beat level. Make sense?"

Que the nods.

"Great, lets continue."

As everyone else filed through, Beck appeared next to me.

"I didn't realize this was your class man, I'm so sorry," Beck chuckled and slapped my back.

"I don't think you understand how screwed I am, it'll announce my level and everything!"

"Between you and me," he said in a low voice, "that's the least of your problems,"

I felt my heart sink.

"What do you mean?"

"Well," he said, shifting slightly, "My sources tell me that a certain someone got back from MIT last night and is not pleased that his boyfriend broke his curfew at 4:00am,"

"Shit! You mean Harley is back!"

Beck nodded. I let out a loud groan and facepalm myself so hard I think I got a concussion. Don't get me wrong, I love Harley, but first off, if he hears Flash, there will be a dead body. Second, he won't give me cuddles because I broke curfew.

Trust me, it's worse than it sounds.

"Peter, come on" Beck called from the other side of the gate. He even has his phone to record. The traitor.

Accepting my fate, I step through the gate.

"Peter Parker, Alpha Red, altering Harley of your arrival. Enjoy your tour Peter,"

'If AI's could sound smug...'

Before the class could get over there shock, Beck took control of the situation.

"Alrighty, we'll be going to the Chemistry and Engineering labs, then we'll go to lunch. After, we'll go to the R&D labs and wrap it up with the Avengers Museum.

A bunch of hands went up, Beck chuckled slightly.

"You guys will have plenty of time to ask, let's got to the first stop on our tour,"

The day went on without a hitch for the most part, though a quick elbow to the stomach from Flash managed to re-open my stab wound. But if anything the tour was going great. Interns saying hi, by the avengers museum most everyone believed that I actually had an internship.

"Ok penis, how did you do it?"Flash loomed over me. was just minding my own business, but I should have guessed that he would corner me eventually.

"Tell me," he drew back his arm and punched me in the stomach.

"Maybe," I say clutching my stomach, I feel my wound open for the second time, "just maybe, I wasn't lying,"

"Cut the shit Parker," next thing I knew his hand was wrapped around my neck, "I know that they would never hire someone as useless as you. Wearing your homo boyfriends hoodie. You'd be a disappointment to-"

"If you don't remove your hand right the fuck now you won't have a hand anymore,"

"Harley," I breath a sigh of relief as Flash let go, I sink to the carpet. I may have super strength but he wasn't being gentle. By now we had everyone attention.

"Pete, Sweetheart are you ok?" He asked, getting down and wrapping an arm around my shoulder.

I nod

"You," he stood up, "get out of this tower now. You'll definitely be hearing from Tony's lawyers,"

"No, your not in charge here, your probably just someone he hired,"

Harleys eyes darkened.

"If you don't get out I will remove you myself,"

"Harley don't," I rush to place myself between him and Flash, "he's not worth it,"

"No. but you are," he gave me a quick peck before stepping away. Before I could stop him he pressed the button on his bracelet that housed his suit. He stepped forward, suit forming over his right fist, and punched Flash. Let me tell you, punches from Iron-lad hurt like a bitch, even with super strength.

Kids gasped.

"Y-you're Iron-lad?!" Abe gasped.

"And your dating Peter!!" Cindy exclaimed.

"Yep. And if any of you so much as look at my boyfriend the wrong way again I will personally deal with you. Got it?"

The class nodded as a whole.

"Great, tours over," he turned to Beck, "Drag him out with you, preferably over a bunch of bumps,"

"That I can do!" Beck said, grabbing the collar of Flashes shirt, dragging him out. The class followed wordlessly after.

"Harley! Why would you do that!" I yell after the door shuts, "God press is going to be a nightmare! what if you get hurt! What if people tract you down! What if-"

He cuts me off with a kiss. My eyes widen in shock, but I slowly relax into it, allowing myself to become calm.

"Better?" He asked when we finally broke apart.

I nod

"Great, we should go to the lab to work on this," he says gesturing to is suit-clad arm.

"Why would be work on that?" I furrow my brow in confusion.

"See, I meant to fully suit up," He said chuckling, "it just kinda worked out that it stopped at my arm,"

"How is it that things always go right for you," I say, rolling my eyes playfully.

"I don't know," he holds out his arm, "but I landed you, so I must be doing something right,"

I laugh and link my arm in his.

"Must be,"

"Anyway, I'm sorry I was late sweetheart, as punishment for breaking curfew,  I was going to gather content to embarrass you," he said after we had walked a bit.

"It's cool, I forgive you as long as you don't get mad at the fact I got stabbed again," I say without thinking.

"You got WHAT?!!"