How strange is it that you were born and grew up first ┐('～` )┌

Whoever looks at it, look at it, don't care, don't care (｡≖‿≖)

Nothing matters. My heart still confirms Whatever it is, let's be it.

"Let's skip generations for once."

Thank you for the song Kaam Generation - Lao Lom

SF written by SaRa_PAO

Title: Notice me, Senpai

Pairing: PETER PARKERx TONY STARK

Author: SaRa_PAO

Genre: Romantic

Rate: PG

Note:

Contains spoilers.

'I might have to ask for the dress back'

'If I don't have this outfit, I have nothing left.'

'Then you shouldn't have it.'

Peter got fired from his internship, whatever it was in your eyes. Just know that he was fired and that's enough. The reason is very simple. He had just been caught by a middle-aged rich man who had lied about practicing music when in fact he was fighting an evil enemy. When the old man arrived, they shouted loudly, refused to listen to any reason, and left with him. Leave him alone with the awesome outfit that Happy bought him.

Peter walks despondently and returns to his room. Not long after closing the door, he is met with Aunt May's complaints. He just stood there. Take it all in and make your heart stop thinking about the mean person you just separated from recently. Tony couldn't see him at all. They didn't even listen to their requests or look into each other's eyes. Much older people started talking to each other without thinking about how much it would hurt him.

Well deserved, Peter told himself. Part of him thought that the whole thing was because of madness. modesty The excitement of a teenager, but on the other hand, he thought that what he was doing was right. If you were to sit and wait for adults to handle things according to the adults' methods, you would probably let bad people go unpunished until it was too late.

However, what hurt Peter the most was not reclaiming the suit. Mr. Stark's dismissal or scolding But it is another matter which will be revealed in the next paragraphs.

Peter tries not to connect old stories together in a cobweb to make himself suffer even more. But it's so hard to do when everything makes it clear that to Tony Stark, Peter Parker is only a child from yesterday, a child in the care of a child who is only a child all day long. But Peter didn't want that's all Tony thought of him.

Because he never thought that Tony was just a senior in the superhero world. He thought beyond that. So far that he can confirm to himself that he wants to...ahem, like that old man.

Peter likes Tony. Stark as a man

'My aunt doesn't like Tony Stark at all. My nephew's head is full of him.'

Aunt May had helped confirm his feelings when we went out to eat Thai food together. At the time, I admit that I was a bit shocked that someone noticed and that she was my own real aunt.

Peter wanted to deny it, but when he sat back and thought about it, he found that he wanted to see Tony almost all the time. The request to join the mission was just to have the opportunity to meet older people. Sending a message to Happy about when he was free. Whatever he did was to get Tony Stark's attention, he knew (at least he thought he could guess the billionaire's heart).

That I have to keep an eye on him from afar. Definitely worried. Even if you don't say it directly. Like a person with a big mouth Peter looked at it anyway.

Do you see that he's grown up enough to see things clearly? (Although not every story)

“Peter?” Aunt May's voice sounded softer before a gruff, adult-style hand reached out and gently rubbed each other's shoulders. “Is your grandchild okay?”

Peter raised his sad face to see a middle-aged woman shaking her head, afraid that she might break into sobs if he opened his mouth to speak. He tried to swallow down the lump in his throat. I ordered myself to stop acting like a baby. Even so, the tears welled up in full force until they began to fall down.

He would never see Tony again. This is the reason why I'm so sad I'll cry.

"Hey Peter," Aunt May hugged him tightly. Pat the back to console him, "It's okay, it's okay," and repeat the same words over and over.

"I... got kicked out of my internship," Peter forced out the words with difficulty. Pain rose up in my chest.

“Oh, that's...what happened?”

Peter chose to remain silent. He pulled himself away from the warm embrace and stood up, walked into the bedroom, closed the door and threw his backpack on the floor. Grabbing the Spider-Man projector that he had received after the Battle of Civil War, he lay down on the bed and turned it on. It still flashed the same red Spider-Man face symbol on the ceiling. If it had been before, Peter would have smiled with satisfaction. But now he was so sad that he wanted to lock it away in his desk drawer.

Even though I miss you all the time, you never see me in my eyes.

Peter mentally reprimanded Tony, placing the equipment in his hand at his side and raising his arm to his forehead. Close your eyes and rest your broken heart.

In the end, Peter succeeds in capturing the villain and handing him over to the police using a combination of strategy, bravery, solo action, and the old-fashioned operatives.

While in a meeting about a science quiz competition, he was called to the bathroom. Then he found Happy standing inside. We chatted to improve our understanding before being interrupted by a male student. When the frog walked away, Happy said

“Boss, I want to talk to you.”

As soon as I heard Peter's heart skipped a beat. I both wanted to shout in joy and wanted to run away in fear. These two feelings came together so loudly that Spider-Man could barely stand and didn't even know if he'd met Tony. How should I act? Is it a good idea to run up and hug him and lift Tony around? Or pretend he's still angry and wait for the old man to reconcile?

And then Peter ends up in the new Avengers building upstate.

"Let me talk to this kid privately," Tony orders happily in a deep voice.

"I'll keep an eye on you from afar," Happy told Tony as reassurance of his safety, giving him a quick look.

Peter wanted to be happy that he was absolutely harmless to Tony Stark. On the contrary He will protect this man with all his strength and will do his utmost to deserve his trust. I mean, he would definitely never leave Tony for his ex-wife like some people do (oops, I'm not kidding).

There wasn't much that Tony wanted to talk to him about. Just a test plan to become a full-fledged Avengers. Of course, someone like Peter Parker must have passed. Spider-Man is such a good neighbor.

Then Peter left because he wasn't ready to take on the mission right now. He wanted to rest and recover his physical strength a bit. He intended that when he was truly ready to walk down this path, Tell Tony later.

Peter walks out of the new Avengers building and stops in front of Tony's luxury car, waiting for Happy to drive him to his apartment. But when I'm alone, I can't help but think about what to do next. Now the opportunity has come to him again, which is right. Of course, he would never let it slip away again. I'm just not sure if I spoke out about my feelings, everything would still be the same.

Tony probably doesn't like kids. The younger he gets to be a child like this, the more hopeless he becomes. The heroes in his heart will probably get angry and chase each other away again. Plus, you guys look at each other with eyes like, Are you sane or not? Every time we meet, I'm sure.

“What are you thinking about? Your face is really tense,” Happy greeted as he stood in the driver's side door. They stared at each other unwaveringly, as if searching for something in his heart, “Are you thinking about my boss?”

Peter winced. The summer heat came up suddenly. He fumbled with an excuse, but it seemed like more evidence. Happy narrowed his eyes in confusion. Walked to stop the driver of the car and prevent him from escaping. before spreading an unconvincing smile

“Just teasing, why be shy? Or...oh, I know why you looked so hurt when your clothes were confiscated.”

“No.”

Happy makes a shushing sound. “Don't lie, kid. Do you think I can't look at a kid from yesterday like you, little one?”

Peter's eyes widened when he finally got caught and he tried to figure out how to get himself out of this extremely unfortunate situation. But God seemed to both sympathize and hate each other, so he sent Tony to interrupt just in time.

“Weedview has evolved a lot too.” A well-built man walked down to him and Happy in the parking lot.

“No,” Peter quickly ducked out, waving his hand in denial. “It's not what Stark thinks.”

“So what is it like? Mr. Parker,” Tony approached with both hands in his pockets, “please explain to me.”

Peter sweatdropped as he couldn't tell what happened. For fear that he would have to be estranged from Tony again. And if that were the case, his heart would definitely break into millions.

"Just caught on that the kid was in love and teased me," Happy answered instead.

Tony whistled teasingly and smiled, even pulling off his sunglasses to get a better look at each other. Peter could only avoid his father's curious stares and force his own heart to stop making loud noises that would embarrass him.

"You're in your prime, kid," Tony teased before turning to whisper something to Happy and turning back to look at him. "Get in the car, I'll take you."

The entire trip Tony didn't say a word. Peter couldn't help but feel that the other person was displeased knowing that he already had someone he liked. But when they reached the back of his apartment and Tony spoke out again, his imagination shattered like he had been hit by a strong acid.

In the end, all I could do was dream about it myself.

"Here you go. I have work to attend to."

Peter sat tense. He looked at Tony without batting an eye. Stared and stared until if they were fighting fish, Tony would probably be pregnant. The reason why he had symptoms like this was He was hesitating whether to get out of the car or stay and talk to Tony. His heart pounded again in fear. The feeling right now is the same as when Liz's father took her up into the stratosphere and then abandoned her carelessly as time passed.

The more pressure builds up, the more pressure builds up. And goddammit, Peter really hated this kind of atmosphere.

“How much longer are you going to sit here, Spider-Boy?”

"Spider-Man"

“Come home late and your aunt will complain to me again. But having said that, it would be worth it if I could listen to her voice before going to bed. It would be so satisfying.”

"That's my aunt," Peter snarled before quickly looking down when Tony gave him a giant look. He held both hands tightly in his lap. Sitting there thinking about something for a while, I raised my head and took in a big breath. Then he stared at Tony hard. “I have something to discuss with you.”

Peter's heartbeat sounded like the drums in a rock song, so loud he couldn't hear his own thoughts. Then everything exploded as Tony moved closer to each other. Waiting to hear his next words, Peter's whole body was hot like he had a fever. Now he could only blame the prankster who worked so hard to make a teenager like him's heart race.

“Say it, kid. I'm waiting to hear.”

Peter swallowed hard. Blink once He could feel the wetness on his face and palms.

“Sitting there as still as a piece of wood. I'm going to say it or not. If you don't say anything, just go down and I'll hurry back to work.”

Peter ordered his mouth to move. But when he looked into Tony's big eyes, he froze even more than before.

Come on, don't come at this time.

“So what do you want?” Tony asked, revving the engine, “Count to three, one, two, sa…”

“What are Mr. Stark's specs like?” Peter nearly shrieked when he finally spoke. Before turning mute when he saw the person across from him sitting with his mouth wide open until he could see his uvula.

“...Why are you suddenly here? I wanted to know and was afraid. I don't know how to get up."

"Do you like people with long hair? If you're much younger, is that okay? If...like me, if I were your boyfriend..."

Peter wanted to stop asking and get out of the car, but as soon as his mouth moved, he spewed out his thoughts without stopping. In the end, he could only lower his head as his courage finally ran out and he sat with his legs clamped together, more tense than if he were discovered to be Spider-Man. His mouth became stiff as fear rose up in his place when he saw the puzzled, wide-eyed faces of his father's generation.

“What? I can't hear very well." Tony leaned over and tilted his ear toward him. Peter could only sit in silence as before. “Pete?”

“Nothing.” Peter finally gave up and went back to eating water chestnuts. He unbuckled his seat belt and turned to open the door. But it won't open. "Mr. Stark, please unlock the car door for me."

“What did you say just now? Please say that again.”

“Eh?” Peter turned to look at the old man next to him, “I don't have anything to say.”

“You asked about my specs, right?” Tony didn't listen to anything he said at all.

Peter's face was so hot that he fried a fried egg. He wanted to shake his head, but his body just nodded in response.

What dares him like this?

“Why are you interested in my specs? Do you really want to be like me?” Tony asked with concern in his eyes before turning his head in the other direction, giving a lesson. “You be who you want to be, Peter. Live your life your own way. I want to give you something better.”

"I know, but it's not like you're a bad person."

“You probably don't know me well enough yet. Honestly, I can't blame you since we're not that close.” Tony underlined the last sentence with his finger in the air. “If you really got to know me. You can see why I like being alone.”

"That's not true. Mr. Stark isn't that bad. On the contrary, you're a very good person."

“Where are all the good people who have been left behind?” Tony asked, turning around and furrowing his eyebrows. “Oh, trust the adults.”

Peter sat silent as his mood rose. He was angry at Tony for looking down on him, no, for being so wrong about himself, before lowering his head and nodding his head once the man wanted him to know his shortcomings. He's such a bastard. He'll tell you all about Tony. What disadvantages does Stark have?

“Your disadvantages are really many. That's why even if we're not close, I can tell." Peter began, looking up at Tony. “The whole mouth is bad and spoiled, but do you know that that's just your outward display?”

Tony was quiet when cornered to continue speaking.

“Actually, you are a good person. Be kind, don't tell anyone. And no matter what anyone says, I'm still very pleased with Mr. Stark.” Peter said from his heart. He relaxed his body and decided to tell this man all his feelings, even though he was afraid of being disappointed. some Even though I'm afraid of the future that hasn't come yet, if I have to endure seeing the other person misunderstand myself as someone who doesn't have anything to do with it (which is sometimes true).

Or they have bad habits according to other people's words. He can't do it. “You have been my idol since I was young. And I'm even more grateful for you after the terrible incident at Stark Expo. You helped everyone, you helped me, the kid who wore the Iron Man mask that day, and you even gave me an autograph so generously. ”

Peter thinks back to the day he donned a child's Iron Man head and planned to fight robot soldiers. Before getting the real Iron Man to help and compliment each other like no one had ever done to him before, it was so awesome.

"That kid is you? Oh wow, how long has it been?"

“That's what I really meant to say. I like you, Mr. Stark.” Peter ignored Tony's words. "I like it as a man. I like it...want to take care of you, want to protect it, want to be by your side for the rest of your life."

Tony was so startled that he accidentally took his hands off the steering wheel. His mouth was open until his chin almost touched the floor.

Seeing this makes me want to cry.

“Sir, do you like me?”

“Yes,” Peter admitted honestly, his voice firm.

"Hey, wait a minute, stop it. I'm not laughing. What are you saying that is so considerate of my maturity?"

"I really like you, Tony." Tony narrowed his eyes, causing Peter to change his nickname to "Mr. Stark."

“We are over thirty years apart in age. Thirty years ago, kid.”

"Have you ever liked Mr. Rogers?" Peter was stopped when he said something he couldn't think of. He frantically searched for another example. But Tony raised his hand.

"That's true," was all Tony replied before unlocking the car door. "Thanks for the nice feeling."

Tony's voice trailed off. Peter then heard the sound of cracks running through his body. Before his body shattered into dust and disappeared into the void. I admit that this time it was such a shock that I really couldn't continue and it hurt so much that I wanted to scream out loud. But all I could do was look at Tony's apologetic smile.

"Hey? Are you okay, Pete?”

“...No, not at all.” Peter tried to speak without letting out sobs as he blinked rapidly to push back the curtain of tears. “I,” his mouth allowed one word to escape before continuing. Not coming out

Tony looked at him with pity in his eyes and sighed, raising his hands to rest on his head and gently ruffling his hair. Quickly, he left and sat facing the road and said,

“What is wrong with what I said? Look at his face.”

“Sorry.”

“Look, kid,” Tony sighed again, “Love is the hardest thing I've ever talked about. Don't associate my playboy qualities with this, okay?” He said in a tone that was trying to sound gentle, "You're still young and you've still met a lot of people outside the car. Don't block yourself out like this."

“But I already like you. What should I do?”

“Do you really like me?” Tony asked loudly, sounding a little displeased. “Do you really like me?”

“Yes, I dare you to confirm,” Peter straightened out. “All the time I kept thinking about you until my aunt complained. I really don't like that. I can't anymore.”

"We're many years apart in age," Tony said like someone who wanted to laugh but couldn't. “Calm down, kid.”

"I don't care about age. Even if we're a century apart, I'll still choose you, Mr. Stark."

Tony whistled and nodded as if they were joking on purpose. You want to get stung, right? “I agree.”

“But I understand the reason why you didn't accept my love. You probably couldn't accept being with me. Well, I'm still young.”

"It sounds like you're slandering me. I don't know how to correct my words."

“I want to get ready to go home first.”

Peter turned to open the car door when Tony moved to hug him, but he could see that he just wanted to open the door for the same old joke. Every time I think of it, I feel both pain and numbness. But what Tony really did It's the complete opposite. The billionaire embraced him and gently patted each other on the back. before quickly pulling away

Iron Man helped, Tony hugged him just now, he was hugged by Tony. Damn, that's awesome, Sara.

Peter only narrowed his eyes. Look before the unusually taciturn Tony explains the matter just now.

“We're close and we can hug each other, that's all.”

Peter croaked out one word, "Thank you," and then fell back into a deep state.

“You can go down.”

Tony fired again. Peter complied, but he stood with his head bowed in familiar disappointment. before raising his hand to wave goodbye to the middle-aged man in the car

Before leaving, Tony rolled down the car window to say goodbye. “Send me a message and let me know what days you are free. But there is no guarantee that we will respond immediately and to every message.”

Before Peter's clever brain could process anything, the famous billionaire's luxury car was already out of sight. So here he was left alone with the depressing silence.

Peter thought about Tony's words again and realized how he could text the other person when he didn't have a number. Then the scene of the hug before he got out of the car replayed in his head. Peter suddenly thought of something. He patted all the pockets of his pants. Before finding the love code paper, it was the phone number of the person who had just passed away.

Even though the owner of this piece of paper has disappeared off the road, But the warm feeling from his embrace is still there.

"I did it, yahoo!"

Peter Ku screamed and jumped with joy before being hit on the head by a large pot.

“The villagers are noisy!”

THE END

The scene where Aunt May says that in her grandson's head there is only him (Tony), I really can't help but laugh at it. Hall, the sinful boat can set sail, poof.