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Prompt 32 : " I locked my keys in the car "

A/N : y'all guess who's back. It's your local trash can with some Jason Todd fics !!!

"Fancy running into you here " Jason said , getting off his bike and taking off his helmet to smirk at you. Now , on a regular day , you would have been pretty happy to see him and even gone along with the whole biker persona he was trying so hard to achieve. But today ? No.

"I live here you insufferable moron " you snapped and Jason took a step back.

"Whoa whoa calm down there , princess "

"Don't you 'calm down there, princess' me , Jason Todd " you hissed , jabbing your finger at him at every word , making him backtrack even more.

"Okay , clearly , something is wrong "

"Oh geez I wonder what gave that away. You truly are a great detective "

"Um what happened ?"

"Oh nothing"

"Nothing ?"

"Yes nothing. Nothing at all. I just hope this entire city burns down and takes me with it "

"But why ?"

"Because I've been standing here for the past half hour after calling the stupid tow truck but no !!! Just like everything in this city sucks so does that !!"

"But why would you need a tow truck when your car is right here ?"

"So they could put me on the hook and drag me through the city , Jason , why else ?"

Jason took a deep breath and ran his hand over his face before walking up to you and putting his hands on your shoulders.

"Calm down for just one second and tell me what's wrong "

"Well " you started , taking a deep breath " I woke up a whole hour late and missed my presentation, then I burnt my shirt while ironing it and took me twice as long to get ready and when I finally get ready I remember that I left my phone upstairs so when I go to get that and come back downstairs it turns out I locked my keys in the car and now I want to cry "

"Whoa whoa that's alot to happen in like 3 hours "

"IM THREE HOURS LATE ?!!"

"I'm afraid so "

"Oh god "

"Hey hey easy there okay. Everyone has bad days. " Jason said pulling you in for a hug and patting your hair down " and there's no point being three hours late so how about you come over and I'll make you some proper breakfast and we can nap or watch a movie or whatever you want ?"

"That sounds really nice " you mumbled , putting your arms around his waist and hugging him tighter.

Peter nervously fidgeted with his fingers as he glanced at the main entrance from the balcony where he stood. The Avengers facility had become a regular hangout place for him and he would visit often just to see you. He liked you a lot but getting a few sentences out around you was a task for him.

But after finally mustering up the courage, he decided it was finally time to ask you out.

Tony walked across the balcony sipping coffee from his mug and noticed Peter repeatedly looking at the entrance. Smirking, he made his away to him and poked him. “What’s up bug boy? Is she here yet?”

Peter shook his head. “What am I even gonna do when she gets here? Gawk at her like an idiot?”

“You’re already an idiot. But avoid that. Try being confident and be yourself.” He gave him a look. “Try using w-o-r-d-s.”

“Not helping Mr Stark.” Peter scratched the back of his neck.

“It wasn’t supposed it,” he said, slurping his coffee.

Peter opened his mouth to say something to Tony but immediately shut it as he saw a familiar face enter the facility. You strode in, your head held high as you doned a blue pant suit.

“Oh God she’s here,” Peter whispered. “Okay I can’t do this. I’ll maybe do this tomorrow.”

Peter tried walking away but Tony grabbed the back of his shirt and restrained him, ensuring that he didn’t get away.

“Oh no you don’t! You said you were gonna talk to her today and that’s exactly what you’ll do,” Tony said with determination. “I’ve had enough of you giving her the heart eyes from a distance.”

Tony dragged Peter to you as Peter struggled against his grip but to no avail. He stopped, swinging Peter around so that he faced you.

“You better ask her out otherwise you’re gonna be drowning in paperwork,” Tony whispered in his ear before taking a few steps back.

Peter stood paralyzed as you talked to an agent with your back to him. Tony rolled his eyes as he saw Peter not moving so he stepped forward and shoved Peter in your direction.

Maybe Tony had pushed him a bit too hard or Peter just wasn’t prepared for it because he went barreling at you just as you were turning around to face him.

Peter’s eyes widened as he could do nothing to stop himself. Your hands flew out in front of yourself as they came in contact with Peter’s chest, and Peter’s hands weaved around your waist, holding you close as you both of you stumbled a few steps back.

Peter swore he stopped breathing because he did not think that this would be how today would turn out. He was still holding you by the waist and he just knew that you could feel his racing heartbeat under your fingers.

You looked up at him and smiled. “Hey Peter. Having a lovely day?”

Peter gulped, “The best.”

You brushed his hair back with your hand. “So what’s up?”

Peter realized that it couldn’t get more distressing than this so why not just ask you out. “Picnic me trip with Saturday at?”

You looked at him confused. “Didn’t catch that.”

Peter took a deep breath. “Do you want to go out with me on a picnic this Saturday?”

You looked stunned, clearly not expecting Peter to say what he had just said.

Peter’s heart crushed as he unraveled his arm from your waist and started to walk away. “Just nevermind. Forget I said anything.”

“No wait Peter,” you called out, grabbing him by his arm. “I would love to go out with you.”

Peter’s face flushed red as he struggled to say a word. “G-great. I’ll uh um well call…you?”

You grinned at him, pressing a kiss to his cheek. “That would be great.”

The Avengers party were always fun to attend considering how Tony would always go out and beyond preparing for them, considering it a challenge to outdo his previous parties. The parties were never not fun but they were super tiring keeping in mind how late at night they would end. Such as tonight.

“Well I gotta admit, that was probably the best one yet,” you stifled yawn as you patiently waited for Peter to unlock the door leading to the apartment you two were sharing.

“It’s Tony Stark,” he said, unlocking the door and gesturing for you to enter first. “You just can’t underestimate him. And seeing how exhausted you look, I’m guessing you had a blast.”

You smiled at him sleepily. “You know me so well Parker. But nevertheless you are correct so don’t even try and stop me as I go and get ready for bed.”

“Just tell me when you’ve changed into your pjs so that I can come in and change too.” Peter pressed a light kiss to your forehead as he walked to the kitchen.

Sighing, you closed the bedroom door behind you and walked over to floor length mirror. You looked taken aback at your reflection. You reached back to grab hold of the zipper which was holding your dress together. And just as you started to unzip your dress, and also because the universe saw this as a perfect chance to take out its anger on you, the zip got stuck.

You groaned, “Oh come on! Can’t I just take this stupid dress off without it getting stuck so that I can get into my comfy clothes?!?”

You tried to unzip the dress again but to no avail. This called for reinforcement. You pulled open the door, “Peter can you come in here for a second please?”

“What’s up?” Peter asked stepping into the room.

You turned your back to him and showed him the stuck zip. He mouthed a ‘oh’ and stepped closer to explore the dire situation. He tugged at the zip trying to get it free which prompted you to warn him. “Careful Parker, this dress cost a lot and I’d rather not have it ruined.”

“Oh please,” he mumbled. “Just buy another one.”

“My what a superhero. Truly dedicated to the act of saving.”

“This is a dress!”

“Which I am wearing and I love so save the dress and you save me.”

He shook his head at you, a smile tugging at his lips. “Okay uh do you have a safety pin or something?”

“Uh yeah,” you said handing him one.

And so he went to work. “Okay wow this is stuck very strategically. This is showing more strategy than the villains running around that we take down.”

“Strange comparison. But very accurate. You know it’s like they want us to kick their- OW! Peter!”

“I’m sorry I’m sorry!” he apologized, pressing a kiss to your back where he had accidentally poked you with the pin.

“Attack the piece of cloth stuck in the zipper, not me.” You chuckled.

He looked at you sheepishly, “I really didn’t mean to do that. I’m sorry.”

You grinned at him. “It’s okay. Now hurry up so that I can change. And the sooner I change, the sooner I get to cuddle with you.”

“Excellent idea.”

Peter walked around the common room in the Avengers HQ constantly muttering to himself. He was practicing for when Y/N would walk in and he would have to talk to them. It’s not like he didn’t want to. He did, very much but just didn’t know how. Going to Tony for advice had been helpful but he doubted that it was gonna make him stop sputtering like an idiot whenever Y/N was around.

“'Hey Y/N’,” he muttered. “‘How are you? You look good today!’ Today? What the hell Peter? They look good everyday. Alright then, not saying the today part.”

He looked around. “And now I’m just talking to myself. How perfect.” He stopped in front of the window where he could see himself in the reflection. “One of the many reasons why they’d never go out with you.”

“So what do you think is hiding in that vault?” Tony’s voice came from the hallway.

“Hard to tell. Could either be information we require or just a fluke. We can’t tell unless we go down there to investigate.” Another voice replied Tony’s question.

Peter’s heart skipped a beat. That was Y/N. He quickly ran a hand through his hair trying to make it tidy than it was. He swiveled around as they entered, still talking to Tony.

“You’re gonna take somebody with or fly solo?” Tony asked.

“Well everyone else is too busy. I’ll maybe ask Peter to come,” you said.

“Alright good plan. Now I gotta go do some sciency stuff,” he looked over at Peter and smirked. “Spiderling is already reporting to duty.” And with that he marched away.

Y/N spun around and a smile lit their face as they saw Peter. “Hey Peter! I didn’t see you there.”

“H-hey Y/N! Uh did I h-hear something about a mission?” Peter stuttered as he shoved his hands in the pockets of his hoodie.

“Yeah. They found a ravine with a hidden door. Everyone’s a little apprehensive to approach the area. Well everyone except me. And you if it’s alright?” Y/N inquired.

“Definitely, anything for you. Hopefully we don’t have to leave now?” Peter laughed a little.

“No don’t worry. I’ll swing by your place when we do have to leave. The Avengers here already have so much to do.” You walked over to him. “Hopefully Tony isn’t working you too much.”

Peter went a little red in his face. “No no no. He’s not actually. Not at all. He really wants me to focus on school and everything.”

“Yes well,” you grinned at him, making his face  even more red. “School is important.”

Silence fell as you just stood there together. Neither said a word as you just looked at each other smiling.

“Well uh,” Peter coughed. “I-I should go now. Aunt May is expecting me to be back any second.”

“Yeah of course.” You stepped more closer to him, reaching for the zipper on his hoodie. “Don’t freeze out there,” you smiled as you pulled up the zipper, your hand lingering for a moment before you pulled it back.

“I’ll try not to,” he breathed out, starting to walk away and trying his best to not trip over his feet.

Special shout out to @mylittlefandomfanfictions the amazing prompt list from which I used a prompt. Hope that’s cool.

Prompt: “So, whats the master plan? Are you gonna out-villain the villain?

You pulled off the covers from your bed, preparing to finally go to bed before your phone lightly buzzed from where it lay on the side table. It turned out to be a text from Peter reading ‘Your friendly neighborhood boyfriend is up top on the roof’. Smiling, you grabbed a jacket lying on the edge of your bed and made your way towards the window. Climbing out through the fire escape was no biggie mostly because there were so many times you had done that before.

After reaching the roof, you looked around and spotted Peter sitting on a little raised ledge with his costume. Just minus the mask so that you could see the grin on his face.

“You know.” You walked towards him. “You have to start being less conspicuous about your spideyness. Otherwise people may figure out that you’re Spider-Man.”

Peter held out his hand, helping you up. “It’s New York. If people see me like this they’re just gonna assume that I’m an unstable millennial celebrating Halloween a little too early.”

You laughed at that. “Well I wouldn’t blame them.”

“Mr Stark gave me this suit!” Peter exclaimed.

Grinning, you pressed a kiss to his cheek. “So how’s taking down the Sandman working out?”

“Not as well as I would like.” He sighed.

“What is he playing too dirty?” you joked.

Peter shot a look at you. “The last thing I expected was a pun but I guess that happened.”

“So, what’s your master plan?” You grabbed his hand. “Are you gonna out-villain the villain?”

He intertwined his fingers through yours. “I don’t know.”

“Hey,” you bumped your shoulder against his. “You’ll figure it out. And besides you got your buddies just in case.”

“And I have you.”

“Aww Peter you giant cheeseball! That counts as a brownie point and this-“ You grabbed the back of his neck and brought his lips to yours.

Steve fished in his pockets for the keys to the apartment. He opened the door to be welcomed by complete darkness and silence. Steve’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion as he noiselessly shut the door behind him. He lightly treaded as he made to grab the shield lying soundly against the wall. You should have been home by now and as per your routine, the TV would have been on as you bustled around in the kitchen.

Steve carefully made his way to the living room, the shield held up, and saw the sofas pushed back to leave room in the centre and the room lighted by lamps in the corners leaving soft shadows falling on the floor. He looked around confused, not sure how to react to this.

“I didn’t think you’d be this confused,” you said, sneaking up on him.

Steve jumped up a little as he turned around to look at you. “A hydra agent couldn’t sneak up on me yet here you are.”

“Well,” you grinned, “the rules never did apply to me.”

“So what’s all this?” He gestured to the dimly lit room.

You walked over to the stereo and hit the play button. Music blared put of it which immediately took Steve back to the 1930s, nostalgia engulfing him. “I finished my swing dance lessons.” You smiled at him.

Steve’s eyes lit up. “Does this mean I finally have a dance partner?”

“You know it,” you held out your hand to him.

Steve put down his shield and took your hand in his, pulling you close to him. “May I have this dance?”

You tightened your hold on him. “Why of course.”

You looked at your make up supply spread out all over the bed. Your sister was out of town otherwise you would have packed this stuff and showed up at her place, pleading to put make up on her and trying out something new. But sadly it was not meant to be.

The loud sound of the TV jerked you out of your thoughts and you turned around to peek out of the bedroom door to see the back of Dick’s head from where he was sprawled on the couch. A smile tugged at your lips as you slid over to him and sat down on your knees to get to eye level with him.

“Have I ever told you how much I love you?” you fluttered your eyes at him.

His face broke into a grin and he heavily placed his hand on your head, ruffling up your hair. “If you want to know where I hid the cookies from Tim, they’re placed in the top left cupboard in the kitchen.”

“No no,” you swatted his hand away, “You already told me that, you dork. No I was wondering if you could be ever such a sweetheart and let me put some make up on you? Babe please!”

“Make up?” he chuckled. “Why though?”

“Well because my sister is out of town otherwise I’d try it on her. Come on Dick, please lemme do it!” You attempted giving him your best puppy dog eyes.

He looked at you quietly for a few seconds before huffing out a ‘fine’ and getting up from the couch. You happily clapped a little and immediately dragged him to the bedroom where you made him sit down in front of the dressing table.

“Go easy on me, babe,” Dick suggested as you bustled around to gather your make up equipment.

“Don’t worry-“ you whipped out the brushes “-you’re in good hands.”

After some time, you took a step back from Dick and marveled his face. He blinked at you unknowingly, waiting for some sort of reaction from you.

“Oh, my god,” you exclaimed.

“What what?” he started to panic. “Did you ruin my face?”

“No.” You stepped away from the mirror so that he could properly look at his face. “Just the opposite really.”

Dick looked at his reflection in the mirror and did a double take. He did indeed look fabulous. His face so perfectly contoured and the work you had done on his cheeks were to die for. His lips now looked fuller and dear god that jaw. Dick batted his eyes at himself which if possible seemed even more blue.

“You look so pretty. Like even more pretty.” You gazed at your idiot boyfriend as he posed in the mirror.

“How great is that?” He flashed a gigantic grin in the mirror.

“Can you please stop making kissy faces at yourself in the mirror?” You laughed.

“I don’t think I’m every taking this off.”

“Whatever works for you babe,” you sighed patting his head.