Y/N's P.O.V

"Dad, I'm home!" I yelled as I shut the front door. Peter looked up and around the building.

"Woah, this place is so cool." He chuckled nervously, looking up at the building.

"That you, kiddo?" Dad's voice sounded. I looked up and smiled at him as he started to walk down the stairs. He stopped as he saw Peter.

"This the new boyfriend?" he asked.

"Be nice." I warned before looking at Peter.

"Dad, this is Peter Parker, my boyfriend. Peter, you know my dad." I nodded, looking between them.

"It's, erm, it's nice to meet you, Mr Stark." Peter smiled hesitantly.

"And you, kid. I hope that you're good with chicken and veg for dinner, because Cap is cooking and that's just about all he knows how to cook." He chuckled. My eyes widened.

"Wait, what? Everyone's eating with us?" I groaned.

"You've just brought home your first boyfriend, and they're virtually your uncles and aunts, of course they are." He chuckled before looking at Peter.

"Son, I think I better have the dad talk with you." He nodded, cocking his head to the side.

"Dad, will you stop?" I groaned.

"No, no, it's okay, I don't mind." Peter chuckled, gently patting my hand. I sighed.

"Nat and Wanda are in the living room, go join them, sweetie." He nodded. I sighed again and looked at Peter.

"Don't let him intimidate you." I chuckled, kissing his cheek and making dad's jaw clench as I walked into the living room.

Peter's P.O.V

"Don't let him intimidate you." Y/N chuckled, kissing Peter's cheek and making his eyes widen slightly and Tony's jaw clench as she headed into the living room. Peter gulped and looked at Tony.

"She doesn't know yet, does she? That you're Spiderman?" Tony asked.

"No...are you-you going to-."

"Tell her? No. Don't worry, I've told the others not to either. You're not the only one lying to Y/N, remember that." He nodded. Peter returned it and sighed.

"I still feel bad, though, Mr Stark. I mean, this is a massive secret to be keeping from my girlfriend." He gulped.

"Trust me, I understand, Peter, I've kept her a secret for the last sixteen years of her life, no one knows that she's my daughter. And that kills me every day, but do you know why I do it?" he asked.

"To keep her safe." Peter mumbled.

"To keep her safe." Tony repeated, nodding. Peter sighed and nodded.

"Fine. Fine, I'll continue not to tell her. But only to keep her safe." He spoke.

"That's the only reason for me too, kid." Tony reassured. Peter nodded and looked down.

"Actually, whilst you're here and whilst Y/N is in there, I have something for you." Tony spoke, looking around Peter to make sure that Y/N was still in the living room before walking down the stairs into the robotics lab, beckoning for Peter to follow him as he did. Peter's eyebrows furrowed and he checked to make sure that Y/N wasn't there too as he followed Tony into the lab.

"Woah, this place is so cool." Peter gawped, looking at all of the different tech.

"Don't touch anything." Tony warned, making Peter nod as he walked towards him.

"How's the suit from Berlin working out for you?" Tony asked, crossing his arms over his chest and leaning against the table as he looked at Peter. Let's not tell him I got shot, Peter thought as he nodded.

"It's good, yeah. I like it." He spoke.

"Well, I have a feeling that you're going to like this one even more." Tony smiled before pressing a button on his watch. Peter's eyes widened as the wall panel behind Tony opened up, revealing a mannequin dressed in a metal red and blue suit, with a massive spider on the front.

"Oh my god." Peter mumbled as he slowly walked up to it.

"It's nice, isn't it? The latest design for your suit, I've been working on it since we figured out that Mysterio is back." He nodded. Peter barely acknowledged Tony's words as he reached his hand out and gently touched the suit, the cool metal a contrast to how his current suit felt.

"I'll have Happy put it in the car when you go home, so that Y/N doesn't see it." Tony spoke. Peter looked at him and his eyes widened.

"You mean...you're letting me have it?" he gulped, a smile creeping onto his lips.

"Of course, I don't make suits for the purpose of them sitting in my walls, I make them to be used. And I figured that since Mysterio is back and you're the main source of protection for my daughter when she isn't here, you'd need a bit of an upgrade. All of your old toys are still in there, but I added spider legs that come out of the back for "instant kill" and more web combinations." He explained.

"Awesome." Peter smiled, still admiring the suit before looking at Tony.

"Thank you, Mr Stark, so much. This is freaking awesome." He laughed.

"It's okay, kid, you needed an upgrade anyway. Now, go join Y/N and the others in the living room before she gets suspicious." He nodded, gently nudging Peter's shoulders.

"Okay. Thanks again, Mr Stark." Peter smiled before leaving the robotics lab and heading back up to the living room.

Y/N's P.O.V

"So, what's his name?" Natasha asked, smiling at me as she leant forward, her elbows against her knees. I chuckled as Wanda sat back, also smiling at me as she rested her arm on the back of the sofa and her head against her fist.

"Peter. Peter Parker." I nodded. Their eyes widened slightly and they looked at each other.

"Where were we for that meeting?" Natasha mumbled to Wanda.

"Sorry, what?" I asked.

"Never mind, hun." Natasha shook her head.

"Does he know about the...you know." Wanda spoke, raising her fingers and letting red energy dance between them.

"Not yet, and you're not going to tell him either. I really like him, and I don't want to scare him off." I sighed.

"Not our secret to tell, so it won't come from us." Wanda shrugged. I gave her a thanking smile and nodded as the door opened and Peter walked in.

"Ah, here he is. Here's the new boyfriend." Natasha smiled as her and Wanda stood up.

"That's me." He chuckled nervously as he walked to us.

"Peter, you also know my aunts, Natasha and Wanda." I sighed.

"Hey, try not to sound quite so embarrassed by us, we're the cool ones." Natasha chuckled as she shook Peter's hand.

"It's, erm, nice to meet you both." Peter smiled as he shook Wanda's hand too.

"Alright, dinner is ready, everyone through-oh, the boyfriend is here." Steve chuckled as he walked in.

"Can everyone stop calling him "the boyfriend?" He has a name, Steve." I groaned, slapping my palm against my forehead.

"I-I'm Peter." Peter nodded, outstretching his hand.

"And I'm Steve, but I'm sure you already know that." He smiled cockily as he shook Peter's hand.

"Oh my god." I mumbled, making Peter chuckle and subtly take my hand.

"I was serious about dinner being ready, though, so everyone head through." Steve nodded. We returned it as we headed into the dining room, all the food already laid out on the table. I sat down in the middle of the table, with Peter next to me and Sam opposite him. Natasha sat next to me, with Steve opposite her, and Wanda and Dad at the heads of the table, the final seat in front of me filled by Clint.

"This looks awful, as usual, Cap." Natasha chuckled jokingly as she grabbed the bowl of chicken that was cut into cubes and started to pile it onto people's plates.

"Well I'm sure that everything tastes great after you've been made a war criminal and are on the run for a couple of years." Clint smiled, making Steve sigh and look at him.

"Hey, you know the rules, no war criminal talk at the table, that stuff's behind us." Dad scoffed as Peter and I filled our plates with food.

"O-oh yeah, I remember seeing that stuff on the news." Peter nodded.

"Those were dark days." Sam agreed.

"Anyway," dad spoke, clearly trying to steer the conversation away from the four people at the table who previously had war criminal status.

"How's school going, Peter?" dad asked, taking a bite of his mashed potato.

"Um, it's going well, yeah, ready to do bigger things, though." He chuckled, looking specifically at dad as he said that.

"Like what?" Steve asked.

"Oh, you know...get a really meaningful job, feel like I'm doing some good in the world." He nodded.

"Oh, wait, I've got a good one." Clint spoke.

"Ask away." Peter chuckled, bringing his water up to his lips.

"What do you think of Spiderman?" Peter immediately choked on his water, making me look at him as he put the glass down and grabbed his napkin.

"You okay?" I asked. He looked at me and flashed me a slightly panicked smile.

"I'm fine, it's just, um, kind of intimidating to be asked by Hawkeye what I-I think about another superhero." He shrugged.

"Who do you think would win in a fight?" Clint asked, the others trying to stifle laughter.

"Clint, stand down." Dad warned.

"Why are you asking him that, Clint?" I scoffed.

"I'm just curious. You can tell a lot about a person by their superhero preferences." He shrugged, stabbing at a piece of chicken.

"I'm just going to go to the bathroom." Peter nodded as he gently put his napkin down onto the table and stood up.

"Upstairs, second door on the left." Steve instructed.

"I kn-I mean, thanks, Cap." He smiled, gulping slightly before heading up the stairs. As soon as he was out of earshot, I turned to everyone.

"What the hell are you guys playing at?" I hissed at them.

"Language, Y/N." Steve scoffed, making me roll my eyes.

"We're only trying to make sure that he's right for you. You're family to us." Sam shrugged.

"And I know he's right for me. Isn't that enough?" I scoffed. Everyone looked at each other and sighed.

"Anyway, he knows Spiderman, and you guys know that he saved me from the bus, so he's fine." I shrugged, making everyone look at each other again.

"Sorry, am I missing something?" I asked.

"You're missing nothing, kid, we all just care about you, and want to make sure he's good enough for you." Dad reassured. I sighed and nodded.

"I better check on Peter, he's been a while." I spoke as I stood up.

"In that case, I want that bathroom door open." Dad yelled after me, making me groan and everyone else laugh as I headed up the stairs.

"Peter?" I asked, gently knocking on the door before opening it. I walked in and sighed as I saw him leaning over the sink, splashing water over his face.

"Peter." I spoke, making him look at me over his shoulder.

"Hey, you." He smiled, grabbing a towel and drying his face.

"You okay? You seemed a little flustered at dinner." I chuckled as he leant against the sink. He returned it, gently curling his hands around my waist and pulling me in between his legs, making me smile.

"Y/N, I know that you live with them every day and therefore aren't intimidated by them, but I'm having dinner with the freaking Avengers. I'm sat there, waiting for Cap's shield to fly through a wall and hit me in the head if I say something wrong." He chuckled, making me laugh.

"They all love you, I can tell. It's just how they are. You've got to remember that they're the most paranoid people on Earth, and I'm everything to them. They just want to make sure I'm okay, and I am with you." I reassured. He sighed and nodded, looking down as his fingers gently moved against my waist.

"Would a little kiss help settle your nerves?" I asked, laughing as he looked at me through his eyelashes before raising his head fully.

"Only way to find out is to try." He smiled, wiggling his eyebrows. I giggled and nodded before leaning forward and joining our lips. He returned it, smiling into the kiss as he pulled me closer. He deepened the kiss, making me smirk as he slipped his tongue into my mouth.

"What you guys up to?" we broke the kiss and I looked over my shoulder to see Natasha stood there.

"Um, nothing, I was just checking up on Peter." I nodded as I moved out of his grip and he stood up straight.

"Uh huh, sure you were." She chuckled.

"Don't tell dad, Nat." I gulped.

"Course I won't, I'm your cool aunt. But you two better head back down to dinner, and I will be telling him if I catch you doing anything more." She warned.

"No, I, um, ma'am, I would never." Peter gulped. I sighed as I passed Nat, giving her a slightly dirty look as I passed.

Peter's P.O.V

Natasha looked at Y/N as she slipped past her before looking at Peter.

""Ma'am", really, Peter?" she chuckled.

"I'm trying not to sound suspicious." He sighed.

"Well, you're failing miserably at it. Just pretend that it's the first time that you actually met us." She shrugged.

"The first time I met you, I was fighting you, and I stole Cap's shield." He nodded. Natasha paused.

"Point taken." She nodded before heading back downstairs. Peter let out a shaky breath and rubbed his hands over his face. He didn't know how long he could keep this from Y/N, but he also couldn't bear to put her in harm's way. He sighed and rubbed the towel over his face once more before heading back down the stairs.

Peter walked into the living room and his eyebrows furrowed as everyone but Y/N was there.

"Where's Y/N?" he asked.

"Just in the bathroom." Tony shrugged.

"Okay. Then I'll take this chance to ask what the hell those questions over dinner were." He scoffed, looking at Clint.

"Oh, come on, Pete, I was just messing with you." Clint chuckled.

"Well it was really uncool, what if your joking had allowed Y/N to catch on to the fact that I knew all of you before today, or better yet, that I'm Spiderman?!" he exclaimed, but in a hushed voice.

"It was funny, come on, Tony, back me up here." Clint spoke, looking at the man sitting on the opposite sofa to him.

"I actually agree with the kid on this one, Y/N cannot know who he is and if she had decided to ask a few more questions about why you were saying what you were, she could have figured it out, you forget that she has my intelligence." Tony scoffed.

"Fine, sorry, kid. But I'm sure she won't figure it out any time soon." Clint shrugged. Peter sighed and looked down.

"Let's hope not." He mumbled.

Y/N's P.O.V

"I had a really nice time." Peter smiled as we headed to the front door.

"You sure? Not scared away by my family being the Avengers?" I chuckled nervously.

"Not scared away, a little intimidated, sure. But I'll deal with everything that comes with you, as long as I get to have you." He nodded, looking into my eyes. I smiled, a blush crawling over my cheeks as I leant up and kissed him again. He returned it, smiling into it. Suddenly, we heard a cough. I groaned and broke the kiss as I looked at Steve, the culprit of the cough.

"Can you not leave us alone, for five seconds?" I scoffed.

"Just making sure that his hands are where I can see them." He nodded. My eyes widened.

"Steve?!" I exclaimed.

"You can see my hands, sir, they're right here." Peter chuckled, doing jazz hands behind me and making me smile.

"Make sure it stays that way." He nodded before walking off.

"We are never hooking up here." I chuckled, turning back to Peter before realising what I had just said. He looked at me.

"I-erm, sorry, I shouldn't have said that." I gulped.

"Don't worry about it." He smiled. Suddenly, we heard a car horn.

"That'll be Happy, my dad's driver, he can take you home." I nodded.

"Thanks. I'll text you when I get home, okay?" he asked.

"I'd like that." I smiled. He returned it and gently kissed me once more before grabbing his backpack and opening the door. He smiled at me one more time before slipping out and shutting the door.

Peter's P.O.V

"Hey, Happy." Peter smiled as he got into the car and shut the door.

"How was dinner?" Happy asked as he started to drive.

"It was weird. Having to pretend that I didn't know any of them." He shook his head. Happy looked at him through the rear mirror.

"You haven't told Y/N that you're Spiderman yet, have you?" he asked. Peter looked at him.

"No. I want to, but Mr Stark said that to keep her safe, I need to not tell her." Peter spoke, his eyes wavering as he looked down.

"But you want to tell her." Happy stated.

"Of course I do, Happy. Ned, MJ and May all know, how is Y/N going to feel when she finds out that they know, and she doesn't?" he choked. Happy sighed.

"Then, tell her. Screw what Tony says, if you think you need to tell her, do it." Happy encouraged. Peter sighed and nodded as he looked down at his hands, staying that way for the rest of the journey.