Peter stumbled around the tower tiredly, his mind short circuiting as he briefly wondered how he managed to get through the day. 

He yawned, eyes watering, and dropped his bag on the ground- oblivious to the loud cracking noise it omitted, long, thin cracks spreading from where he had dropped his bag. He colapsed onto the couch beside where Pepper was talking on the phone, resting his head on her lap as she immediately started running her long fingernails through his brown curls. 

Tony, Steve and Bucky stared at Peter's bag, wondering how the fabric managed to stay intact. His bag had cracked the tiles from the weight, and it almost tore Tony's arm off when he tried to pick it up. 

"What have you got in your bag Peter?!" Bucky asked incredulously, staring at the cracks in shock. 

Peter lazily lifted a hand and gave a wild, strange hand gesture. "Just stuff for exams." He replied, yawning again. 

"When did you last sleep Peter?" Steve asked worriedly, noticing the large, dark bags beneath his eyes. 

"Who knows? Certainly not me for sure," Peter chuckled humourlessly. "I've been studying for exams. Can't fail, or I'm sure Aunt May would come back from the dead just to walk me across the head." 

Bucky, Steve and Tony exchanged looks. That was very unlike Peter. 

Pepper seemed to notice it too, her eyebrows furrowing as he mouthed something incoherently at them. 

Tony didn't get what she said, his dark eyebrows scrunching in confusion as he mouthed; 'what?'

'He needs to take a nap.' Pepper mouthed back, slower. 

"He needs to poke a cap?"

Pepper closed her eyes for a second, jaw clenching in frustration. She opened them again and plastered a smile on her face. 

"Yes of course Mr Francis, I'll get right on it." She said brightly, her attention back to the phonecall she was meant to be on. Then she turned and looked back at the very confused Tony, while Steve and Bucky watched in both exhasperation and amusement. 

'He. Needs. To. Take. A. Nap.' She mouthed slowly, exaggerating each mouth movement. 

Tony just stared at her in confusion for a solid three seconds. 

"Nope, sorry you've lost me. What'd she say?" He turned and looked at Steve and Bucky. Steve was pinching the bridge of his nose, and Bucky was laughing, clapping his hands like a seal. 

"She said that he needs to take a nap." Steve sighed, Bucky too busy laughing to answer. 

"Oh. I think he's already asleep." Tony pointed out, gesturing to where Peter was drooling onto Pepper's grey pencil skirt. 

The three men stared at Peter, peacefully sleeping on Pepper, brown hair in a curly mess, blue jumper crumpled and wrinkled, one of his abs showing slightly where his shirt was pulled up accidentally. 

Tony sighed. "I hate to wake him up." 

"I'll wake him up!" A voice yelled excitedly from above them, making them all jump, including Pepper, who's pen snapped and dripped ink everywhere. She sent a glare to the ceiling, almost as though a voice in the ceiling was a completely normal thing. 

"Clint what the hell?!" Bucky yelled, looking up at the vents where Clint's face was pressed against the ventilation grate so hard parts of his skin stuck out, giving him very disturbing features. 

"Clint you're not waking him up, I have super strength I'll just carry him." Steve said in his mum voice, making them all sigh in disappointment. 

"What if I just woke him a little bit?" Clint asked hopefully. 

"No."

"Please? I'm sure he'd only kill me a little bit-"

"He's tired, if you wake him up then I'll kill you."

"No you won't." Clint said snarkily, smirking through the vents. 

"Clint please stop smirking, it's making your features even more disgusting than normal." Tony interrupted, making a gagging noise. 

"That's what he was doing? I thought he was impersonating a pig!" Bucky said as he wrinkled his nose. 

"Pigs are cute!" Clint said defiantly.

"Oh, sorry, my apologies- I thought you were impersonating a baboons bottom. Is that better?" 

Clint made a loud choking noise. 

"You guys are mean!" He whined. 

"Shh!" Steve interrupted as Peter moved slightly in his sleep. "I'm gonna take him to his room to nap. But be quiet or I'm calling Nat!" 

Clint, Tony and Bucky quickly quietened down, knowing how protective Natasha was of her spider baby. Tony still had nightmares about the last time he had teased Peter and he'd gone to Natasha of all people- he couldn't walk properly for a week after that. 

Once Peter was on his large, king sized bed, Steve realised he was feeling a little tired. His blue eyes fell on the large bed, and the amount of space it had left. 

Peter wouldn't mind.

***

When Peter awoke that night, he was confused to find a thick arm resting on his chest. He sat up slightly, brown eyes widening as he looked at his extremely full bed. 

Steve was on one side of him, and Bucky on Steve's other side, the pair snuggling, with Tony sleeping curled in a ball in the corner of the bed. Thor was laying diagonally across the bed, his wide arms wrapped around Steve and Bucky and his head face down between each of their heads. 

Then there was Clint, looking as though he tried to join them but fell off the bed at some point, sleeping on the floor with an Ironman blanket. 

Biting his lip to hold in laughter, Peter whispered up at friday. 

"Friday? Can you take a picture please?"

"Already done sir." Friday replied quietly as to not wake up the others. Snickering to himself quietly, Peter pulled out his phone, lowered the brightness level and sent the photo to Ned. 

PeterRabbit:P :

<hey Ned look at this lol

<(photo)

<dont show anyone tho

GuYinThEChaIR:

<Dude! You had a nap with THE AVENGERS?!!!!!!!!??

<omg this is amazinggggggg

<you actually napped with the avengers im screaming 😱 😱😱😱😱

<omg omg omg

<oxygen magnesium! (OMg)

<im friends with Spider-Man and the dude who sleeps with the avengers!!!!!!!!

<wait not like that

<i meant like napping platonically

<u know what i meant

<omg tho  

PeterRabbit:P :

<dude u don't need to act like this everytime I send something avengers related

<seriously

<this is the 6th time today

GuYinThEChaIR:

<i know but—— *squeals* 

PeterRabbit:P :

<*sigh*

<so should i wake them up using an air horn or just jump on them?

GuYinThEChaIR:

<omg airhorn lol send me a video 

PeterRabbit:P :

<Pottassium!

<sorry I meant K, that was autocorrect

GuYinThEChaIR:

<ur phone autocorrects K to pottassium???

PeterRabbit:P :

<shhhh im a nerd what do u expect

<besides, u did the same thing with omg before

GuYinThEChaIR:

<I was pAniCKiNg!

PeterRabbit:P :

<brb gonna wake avengers up with airhorn

GuYinThEChaIR:

<good luck!

Peter turned off his phone and very carefully slipped off the bed, opening his bottom drawer and pulling out an airhorn. A smirk grew on his face as he looked up at the cieling. 

"Video this please Friday, then send it to my phone." He whispered. 

"Of course Peter." Friday replied quietly. 

Peter then tiptoed over to Tony and pressed the button of the airhorn when it was right near Tony's head. 

Nyowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww

Tony jerked up, shrieking loudly, as did Bucky, Steve and Thor. Clint just rolled over on the floor, covering his ears. 

Bucky and Thor ended up headbutting, and Tony fell off the bed onto Clint, who finally woke up, screaming when Tony landed on him. Steve sat in bed for a good two minutes, clutching onto the blanket, breathing deeply, a look of panic and confusion on his face as he tried to fathom what exactly had just happened. 

Bucky and Thor just groaned and clutched their heads, sitting on the bed tangled in blankets. 

Peter just laughed so hard he couldn't breath, clutching his stomach, thanking Thor that Friday had videoed that. 

"Peter!" Bucky grumbled, still clutching his forehead. 

Peter didn't answer, still laughing. 

"And you said I couldn't wake him up!" Clint groaned, shoving Tony off him. 

"Peter Benjamin Parker!" Bucky yelled, voice getting louder towards the end. Peter's eyes widened and he turned around, bolting from the room. 

Pepper, Natasha and Wanda looked up from where they were having hair braiding sessions in the lounge, watching as Peter ran from a furious Bucky, eventually coming to a stop and sticking to the cieling. 

Tony, Steve, Bucky, Thor and Clint tried to pry him from the ceiling but even when they wacked him with the end of a broom (Thor's idea. Tony and Steve, not wanting to hurt Peter cough mumcough  were quick to make them stop) Peter wouldn't get down. 

He eventually came down when his eyes started to droop from tiredness and Bucky had promised not to kill him. 

***

He should have seen it coming. 

He should have realised that they would want revenge. 

That was how Peter found himself stuck to the ceiling again, heart racing a million miles an hour,  while Bucky, Clint, Thor, Steve and Tony held down the buttons of an airhorn, one held in each of their horns. 

Except Thor had his facing the wrong way, and managed to scare himself, dropping the horn and jumping backwards. 

And Clint's turned out to actually be silly string, and covered Peter's face and bed. Clint seemed to have not realised until after he had pressed the button, looking at the string in confusion before going along with it and continuing silly stringing Peter. 

"You guys suck." Peter told them when they finished their fun. "You really, really suck."