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Avengers fanfiction peter sleeping on the couch
Avengers fanfiction peter sleeping on the couch. This one was nicer than an average break room, with nice carpets, couches, a mini fridge, and a tv that was mounted on the wall. Then they’d sit together. They were too similar. He should have just walked back into the elevator and ran. Teen Peter Parker. The nurse had rolled over to take his temperature with her forehead thermometer and was surprised to find he had a . Chapter 8- The Sleepover. Morgan walked over to peter and show him her drawling. Tony thought it was freaking cu Settling on the couch, Peter silently ate his pudding while wrapped up in a blanket, taking in the scene around him. Peter was half asleep curled up with his head pillowed on his arm and his blue sweater being used as a blanket to cover him. Tony leaned into the touch and peter smiled. In his bedroom, on the sofa, or in the kitchen; it didn’t matter the location, all that mattered was the After Tony left, Peter stayed on the couch for a while, rethinking his life choices and coming to the conclusion that morning breakfast with the Avengers was indeed the worst thing he could have done. Peter reached for it from where he lay on the couch. She hoped up on the couch in the other side of Peter. Peter remembered tony always played with his curls while helping him sleep. Worth a shot peter thought as he pulled a hand through Tony’s hair. He felt completely fine, but Tony had still relegated him to the couch for another day so he wouldn't overwork himself and set back his recovery. The nurse had rolled over to take his temperature with her forehead thermometer and was surprised to find he had a Peter reached for it from where he lay on the couch. Tony started handing the phone over and then tugged it Again, he picked up Peter, making sure not to jostle and awaken him, Tony carried the boy into his break room. The windows of the compound allowed him to see the lights outside that lit up the driveways and the gates. He laid Peter on the couch, where Peter automatically curled into himself. May would always prepare a hot chocolate for Peter’s arrival home, no matter the time and no matter the situation.
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