Requested by dracos_realwife1: Y/N is Tony's daughter and is dating Peter. They don't know how to keep their relationship from him, until he finds them making out in Y/N's room.

I sat in the living room of the Avengers' Tower, my eyes on the TV as I watched the random and shitty show that I had occupied myself with whilst waiting for Peter. As if on cue, I heard the elevator ping behind me. I looked over my shoulder and gave my boyfriend a small smile as he walked into the room.

"Hey, Pete. How was training?" I asked.

"Hey, baby. Yeah, it was okay. Your dad kicked my ass like usual." He smiled, making me chuckle and shake my head as he sat down next to me and put his arm around me.

"I can tell. You're so sweaty and smelly." I grimaced as I looked at him.

"Well, maybe you should join me in the shower then." He smirked. I playfully rolled my eyes at him, making him chuckle as he leant in and kissed me. I returned it and smiled into it, my eyes fluttering shut as we kissed.

"Y/N, you home?" My dad calling out for me gave Peter and I the warning that we needed to pull apart, the pair of us breaking the kiss and jumping apart to opposite ends of the sofa.

"Yeah, I'm in the living room, dad!" I yelled back. Within seconds, dad walked into the living room, his eyebrows furrowing as he saw Peter too.

"Oh, hey, Pete. I thought that you'd gone home." He spoke.

"Nah, we thought that we'd work on our homework together." He lied, making me nod as we both looked at my dad. Peter and I were in an...interesting...situation. I was Tony Stark's daughter, and had met Peter when he'd been recruited by my dad. We'd quickly figured out that we both went to Midtown high, and so I had started hanging out with him, Ned, and MJ during school. After school, I would train with Peter, and then we'd hang out together afterwards, watching TV and doing homework. As we hung out more and more, it had become clear that we both liked each other as more than friends, which had been confirmed by Peter finally kissing me six months ago. This was where things got complicated. Whilst my dad and the rest of the team knew that Peter and I were friends, they didn't know that we had been dating for the last half a year. And that was because for now, we didn't want them to know. But as the days went by, as Peter and I started to get more intimate, it was getting harder to keep our relationship from them, and so we were having to be more secretive, and figure out new ways to keep our intimacy under wraps from them. Though, I had a bad feeling that soon, we wouldn't be able to hide it from my dad, or the rest of the team.

"Okay, well, let me know if you guys need help. I'll see you kids later." My dad nodded.

"Yeah, bye, dad." I returned, Peter giving him a small smile as he headed into the elevator, and disappeared. I puffed out and held my hand to my chest as I looked at Peter.

"That was way too close." I sighed and shook my head.

"I know, angel. But, maybe that's a sign that we should start thinking about telling your dad at least. It's better for him to hear it from us than from someone else, or even to find us doing something together when he doesn't know." He nodded. I sighed again and bit my lip.

"Yeah, maybe you're right. I just don't want him to try and stop us from seeing each other." I gulped.

"I know, but it'll be okay, babe. I promise." He reassured, making me give him a small smile as he wrapped his arm around me, and I rested my head on his shoulder.

I sat on my bed in my room, my fingers tapping against my laptop as I did my homework. I looked up as I heard a gentle knock on my door.

"Yeah?" I called out. The door opened and Peter appeared, making me smile at him.

"Hey, you." I chuckled as he slipped into my room and shut my door behind him before heading to my bed.

"Hey, baby. Wanted to see my favourite girl before I go home." He smiled.

"I mean, you won't see me doing anything interesting, but you can watch me do homework." I chuckled as he sat next to me and curled his arms around my waist.

"Are you sure that I can't tempt you to do something else?" He teased as he leant down and started to kiss my neck. I looked at him.

"No." I returned. He smirked, making me giggle as he leant in and kissed me. I returned the kiss, my eyes fluttering shut and my hand raising to hold his face as we kissed. Peter deepened the intimate moment and slipped his tongue into my mouth, making me smirk as he gently pushed me down onto my bed so that he was hovering over me. He returned my smirk, the moment turning into a make-out session as Peter held my leg against his waist, and ran his hand up and down my thigh.

"Y/N-oh." Mine and Peter's eyes shot open and he scrambled off of me as my dad's voice rang out. I gulped and sat up as I looked at my now open door, my heart racing in anxiety as dad stood there, staring at us with wide eyes. He slowly raised his hands and continued to stare at us, the room deadly silent as we all waited for someone else to speak first.

"Dad-."

"Nope, don't mind me." He shook his head.

"Mr Stark, please-."

"It's fine." He shook his head again, making me sigh as he turned and walked back out of my room with his hands still raised.

"Well, that is not how I wanted him to find out." I gulped as I looked at Peter.

"Me neither, baby. You know that we need to go and talk to him now, though, right?" He nodded.

"I know." I groaned, making him chuckle and kiss my head before we both stood from my bed and headed out of my room.

Peter and I walked into the weapons' room, my fingers nervously playing with themselves as we walked towards where my dad was sitting, working on a piece of Peter's suit.

"Dad?" I called out timidly.

"Yeah?" He mumbled as his eyes stayed glued to the suit.

"You're not programming Peter's suit to self-destruct whilst he's wearing it, and to kill him, are you?" I gulped. He looked up at me.

"What? Of course not, why would I want to kill Pete?" He chuckled. Peter and I looked at each other.

"Maybe because you just caught me on top of your daughter." Peter nodded.

"Great way to put it." I scoffed, making him shrug. Dad sighed and turned on his stool to face us.

"Look, kids, I know that you think that you've been really sneaky with your feelings for each other, but it's been pretty obvious for a while that you like each other as more than friends. Sure, I didn't think that either of you had acted on it yet, but I'm not surprised, and I'm not going to kill Peter over it either." He chuckled. My eyes widened, my mouth falling open in shock at my dad's completely reasonable and moderate response.

"So...you're okay with us dating?" I checked.

"'Okay' is a strong word, but I'm not going to stop you, no. I care about both of you, and you clearly make each other happy, so I think that I'd be a pretty hypocritical and shitty dad for stopping you." He shrugged. Peter and I sighed in relief, my boyfriend giving me a warm smile at my dad's words as he looked at me.

"Thank you, dad. It really means a lot." I nodded.

"Course, kid. Just always use protection, I'm too young to be a grandpa-."

"And that's our cue to leave, thanks for the approval, dad." I sighed, making him chuckle and shake his head as I took Peter's hand and pulled him out of the room. As soon as the door shut, we both puffed out and looked at each other.

"Did that really just go as well as I think that it did? Am I really still alive?" He gulped as he patted his hands down his chest to jokingly check that he was in fact still alive.

"Yeah...it did...unless he just wants to seem innocent when your suit self-destructs with you in it, and kills you." I nodded as I narrowed my eyes. Peter's eyes widened.

"Please don't say that." He gulped, making me chuckle and shake my head as I took his hand again, and pulled him towards the elevator to head back up to my room.