"I'm home!" I yelled as I shut the front door. I turned around and gasped as Natasha immediately took my face in her hands.

"Oh my god, are you okay?" she asked, moving my face around and looking for any damage.

"I'm fine, why wouldn't I be?" I chuckled. She looked at me.

"You're kidding, right? We heard about the bus, Y/N, and we know that you were on it." She scoffed. I sighed.

"I'm fine. Where's dad?" I asked.

"In the robotics lab, working on his suit." She nodded. I sighed and returned it before heading down the stairs into his lab.

"Hey, dad." I spoke, making him look up from his suit.

"Jesus, are you okay?" he asked as he shot up.

"Don't worry, I've already been checked over by Nat." I chuckled, making him sigh and nod as he sat back down. I walked to his table and looked at the suit before tapping my fingers against the metal.

"Look, I'm sorry about this morning, I was completely out of order." I admitted. He sighed again and briefly stopped what he was doing to look at me.

"It's okay, kid, we all make mistakes. But, just know that the timing of your lessons has nothing to do with me wanting to keep you away from Peter. He sounds like a good kid. My only motive is wanting to keep you safe, because Wanda is right. You'll get older, and your powers will be harder to control. It's best that you learn to control them now, when you're somewhat weak. You understand?" he asked.

"Yeah. I'm sorry, dad." I replied. He gave me a small smile and put his hand on my hair.

"Me too, kid." He nodded before looking down again.

"So, what happened with the bus?" he asked, eyes focused on his suit again.

"I don't really know. I think that an idiot driver drove too fast around the bend on the mountain, and it knocked us off course. But then Spiderman came along and saved us, mainly me." I nodded. Dad looked up slightly from his suit.

"Spiderman saved you?" he asked.

"Yeah. I didn't get out of the bus in time before it started to slip down the mountain face, so he shot one of those web things at me and caught me. I'd be dead if it weren't for him." I nodded, smiling slightly.

"Well, it's part of the job, kiddo. To save those in need." He shrugged.

"Yeah. Weirdly enough, though, that wasn't the craziest part of my day." I stated. Dad looked at me.

"How was nearly dying and being saved by Spiderman not the craziest part of your day?" he chuckled.

"Peter asked me out." I admitted. Dad froze and the laser that he was using to fix his suit jolted slightly. He put it down and turned on his stool to face me properly.

"Okay...and what did you say?" he asked. I bit my lip.

"I said yes." I spoke timidly. He sighed, rubbing his hands over his face before looking at me.

"Where are you going, and when?" he asked.

"Movies, Friday, seven." I nodded.

"Fine, I guess. But it means that you'll have to tell him who you really are soon." He sighed, starting to work on his suit again. My eyes widened.

"No, no, no, dad, I can't do that! I've got the most intimidating family on the planet, he'll be scared off in an instant!" I exclaimed.

"Look at it this way, if he really wants to go out with you, he won't care who you really are." Dad spoke. I sighed and looked down, not wanting to admit that he was right.

"I'll be in my room." I mumbled as I started to walk away.

"Ha, that means I won." Dad chuckled, making me roll my eyes as I left the robotics lab.

Peter's P.O.V

"May!" Peter yelled from his room as he stared at his open wardrobe.

"What's up, honey?" she asked, appearing at his door.

"My date with Y/N is in an hour, and I have no idea what to wear." He sighed. She chuckled and bit her lip as she walked in.

"I thought that I'd have this issue with a niece, not a nephew." She nodded.

"May, you can't say that." Peter mumbled.

"Sorry, sorry. Um...how about a simple flannel shirt? It's smart, but also casual." She shrugged.

"I don't know, May, it's our first date, I want to make a good first impression." He groaned loudly.

"Peter, honey, I get that you're nervous, but you've been best friends with Y/N for half a year. She knows you, she likes you, that was decided a long time ago for her, your clothing isn't going to make a difference." She chuckled. Peter sighed and nodded.

"You're right. We're going to the movies, it's a casual first date, and it's not like she's suddenly going to turn around and decide that she doesn't want to go out with me because I'm wearing a flannel shirt instead of, I don't know, a full tux." He shrugged.

"Exactly. But, you are doing your hair, aren't you?" she asked.

"Um, actually, Y/N likes it kind of messy." He chuckled nervously, a blush forming on his cheeks as he realised how silly he must have sounded, but that disappeared as May smiled and bit her lip.

"Okay, sweetie. Now, get dressed." She nodded before walking off. Peter returned the nod to himself, taking a deep breath as he got dressed.

Y/N's P.O.V

"Here's fine, Happy." I spoke as he drove me to the movie theatre.

"But we're still two blocks away." He scoffed.

"Please, Happy, here is fine." I gulped. He looked at me through the rear mirror before pulling to the side of the road.

"Okay, kid. I won't let the fact that my niece doesn't want her new boyfriend to see me dropping her off hurt me." He teased as I climbed out of the car.

"Love you really, Happy." I chuckled.

"Yeah, yeah." He returned as I shut the door. I waved at him as he drove off before walking down the street. I approached the movie theatre and smiled to myself as Peter stood outside, waiting for me. He noticed me and smiled.

"Hey. You look lovely." He smiled as he hugged me.

"Thanks. I'm loving the new hair." I chuckled, gently ruffling it.

"Hey." He returned, gently moving my hand from his hair, but keeping it cupped in his.

"You want to head in?" he asked.

"Let's do it." I smiled, him returning it as he pulled me into the movie theatre.

Peter and I sat in the movie theatre, watching some horror movie that I didn't catch the name of. I had been too busy begging Peter not to see the movie, as I hated horror films, and he had simply replied with "it's fine, I'll protect you" added with a gentle smile. I couldn't help but return it and agree to the movie after all, he was simply too cute to resist. I squealed and hid my face in Peter's chest as the villain of the movie killed one of the main characters in a gory way, making Peter laugh and wrap his arm around me.

"Hey, hey, it's not real, you're safe. Even if it was real, I'd protect you." He promised, looking down at me. I smiled at him and rested my head against his chest, not bothering to tell him that half the reason was for easier access should another jump-scare happen.

"I know you would, Peter." I nodded, making him smile and pull me closer.

"I had a really nice time tonight, Peter." I smiled as we wandered out of the movie theatre, our hands joined.

"Really? You spent half the movie with your head on my chest." He chuckled, making me laugh.

"Well, maybe I liked it there." I admitted, looking up at him. He smiled and looked down at our joined hands as a blush crept over his cheeks.

"So, erm, can I treat you to a second date?" he asked, looking at me timidly.

"I would love that, Peter." I nodded. He smiled and returned it before looking down at my lips.

"Can I try something?" he gulped. My eyebrows furrowed.

"Depends what you're wanting to try." I chuckled nervously. Peter took a deep breath before quickly leaning in and pecking my lips. As quickly as it had happened, he pulled away, making me just look at him.

"I, erm, sorry, I thought that-." I leant up and kissed him, making him smile as I pulled away.

"I thought right, huh." He chuckled.

"Shut up, Peter Parker." I smiled. He returned it before leaning down and kissing me again, but staying there this time. I smiled into it, snaking my arms around his neck and allowing him to hold my waist as he pulled me closer. I had waited for this practically since I had met Peter, and it was perfect. His lips felt so soft against mine and our mouths moved perfectly together, as if they were made to kiss each other. He ran his hands over my waist, his larger than mine hands cupping my hips in a gentle yet still passionate way. It was perfect. He broke the kiss again and touched our foreheads.

"God, I like you so much." He whispered, making me smile as I joined our lips again. Suddenly, a black car rolled up onto the sidewalk next to us and stopped by us before the driver honked. I sighed and broke the kiss before looking at Peter.

"And that, is my very rude uncle, here to pick us up." I chuckled. Peter's eyebrows furrowed.

"Us?" he asked.

"Come on, Peter, it's eleven at night, and you live, like, half an hour away on the subway. Let my uncle drive you home." I spoke, putting my hands against his chest. He sighed and looked at the car.

"I don't want to be trouble, Y/N." he replied.

"And you won't be. In fact, you'll be more trouble if you don't let him give you a ride. Please." I spoke. He looked down at me and sighed.

"Fine, alright." He gave in. I smiled and pecked his lips again before opening the car door and climbing in, Peter getting in behind me.

"Happy, is it okay if we give Peter a ride home?" I asked. Peter's eyes widened slightly as he saw Happy, but I didn't take any notice of it.

"Um, I guess, but I want hands where I can see them." He warned.

"Happy, god." I groaned, making Peter gulp as the car started to move. I stared out of the window, watching the glowing streets pass as we drove along.

"Peter lives in Queens, Happy, so head that way." I instructed, making him nod.

"So, Peter, how's school?" Happy asked, trying to make conversation. I looked at Peter and my eyebrows furrowed as he looked really nervous.

"Erm, yeah, it, erm, it's good. Science club and robotics club are good, my grades are good." He nodded.

"Happy, could you maybe not interrogate my new boyfriend on our first date?" I sighed. Peter looked at me.

"Hey, your dad isn't the only one who wants to make sure that he's good enough for you." He chuckled.

"Wait, did you just call me your boyfriend?" Peter gulped. My eyes widened and I returned the gulp as I looked at him.

"Oops." Happy mumbled, making me shoot him a glare before looking back at Peter.

"Um...yeah, I did, am I wrong?" I gulped.

"No, um, you're not." He smiled, putting his hand over mine. I returned his smile.

"Peter, we're here, buddy." Happy informed as he stopped the car. Peter looked at me.

"I guess that I'll see you on Monday, then." He smiled. I returned it before leaning in and kissing him. He returned it, cupping my cheek to bring me closer as he deepened the kiss, gently running his tongue over my bottom lip. It felt kind of weird, but I liked it.

"Still here." Happy chimed in, making us break the kiss and look at him as both of our faces turned crimson.

"See you later." Peter smiled, pecking my lips once more before opening the door and climbing out of the car. I bit my lip and smiled to myself as he shut the door, prompting Happy to start driving again. I looked down, not wanting to meet Happy's gaze as I could feel him looking at me through the rear mirror.

"Don't worry, I won't tell your dad that you and Peter were practically making out on the back seat." He chuckled. I looked at him.

"Thanks, Happy." I smiled sheepishly, making him chuckle and shake his head as he continued to drive.