summary: spidey has been struggling to get into certain buildings when on the hunt for criminals, so you cook something up for him
(inspired by the spider-man games!)
warnings: fluff, cute, sweet, i imagine it as andrew garfield but you can imagine it as any spiderman you want, also set in the mcu world (you work in a lab with stark and banner)
“What’chu up to?”
You looked over your shoulder with a small smile. You dealt with authority fine, but when the authority is a man with 7 PhD’s and another who is a world renowned billionaire, authority gets a bit overwhelming.
“I’m making something.”
Tony puffed out his cheeks with a roll of his eyes. “Yeah, what?”
You spun in your chair to show off your workbench, a small bundle of red and black with eight metal legs. “Is that a spider?” Bruce asked. His glasses were pushed onto his head with a pen levelled on his ear.
“Mhm. It’s- It’s a prototype that you control through a mask, oh! Like Iron Man’s mask—“
“Thanks, kid.” He smirked.
You rolled your eyes and carried on. “Automated by electroactive polymer and equipped with plasma deconstruction and reconstruction tools.” You grinned like a madman. “There’s four eyes with infrared lasers designed to create 3D scans of the environment, which will be super helpful detecting heat signals from people—“
“Y’know, this sounds perfect for a certain friendly neighbourhood Spider-man.”
You chuckled and nodded along with Tony’s word. You thought it would be a nice surprise for Peter since you knew it was hard for him sometimes. The worry and panic of not being able to save someone in time, or even find them — it was heartbreaking.
“Why do you think it’s a spider?”
“I don’t know,” Bruce said. “Wouldn’t it be better as a… uh…”
“Mini Iron Man figurine floating about?”
You snorted as a half-assed laugh and went back to tinkering with the Spider-Bot. “No. It has jets on the belly so it can hover certain heights, and it has legs… so it sticks. Like a spider.”
“It’s very innovative,” Bruce admitted while he lingered around you. His eyes were stuck on the small spider — fully electronic and metal.
“Mhm, it’s great. Can you do Iron Man next?” Tony crossed his arms with a teasing grin on his face. “Pep would love one of these.”
“No, you’d love to have it to annoy her.” You chuckled. “I’m not putting her through that.”
“Fine, I’ll just steal the blueprints when you’re sleeping.”
“Woah, you’re gonna rob a high school student?” You faked a frown. “I can’t believe Mr. Multi-Billionaire would do that to an innocent child!”
“Oh, save it.”
Bruce was just laughing through it all as his finger dragged along the bony metal exterior. “How strong are the plasma shots?”
“Strong enough to knock someone unconscious, not strong enough to severely maim or kill. Just like Spidey’s motto.”
“Pretty sure that’s not his motto—“
“Do you ever stop?”
Bruce huffed dramatically before checking the intricate designs along the back. “Is it to match his suit?”
You shrugged. At first, you tried to, until you realised bright red spiders aren’t exactly a norm. “I’ve made it mostly black and then red… maybe it’ll pass as a black widow.”
“Don’t tell Nat about that—“
“I obviously meant the spider!” You groaned. “God, you’re infuriating.”
“You love me really.” Tony said with a grin.
“Yeah, only ‘cause you’re paying me.”
“I love you too, kid.”
You blinked hard and prayed maybe that would get him to shut up, but then the best thing ever happened and Pepper called him through FRIDAY. He rambled something about how his lady wants him, and left with a stupid goodbye (he flicked your forehead and took Bruce’s pen).
“When is Pete coming?” Bruce asked. “Don’t you guys go to the same school? You finish together—“
“He’s on the maths team, remember? You came in on us doing flashcards in here.”
“Right, when he was using his webs to cover his own eyes—“
“And then you had to make the serum to melt it. Yup, he sure learnt his lesson from that.”
Bruce chuckled before stretching his back, a low groan spilling from his lips before he pressed a hand to your shoulder. “He’ll love it, kiddo.”
“You think?”
He hummed. “Definitely. I’m sure he’ll be jealous.”
“Oh, Peters not really the jealous kind—“
“God, you two…” He drawled on before leaving the lab, the doors closing automatically once he was gone.
With Bruce and Tony leaving the lab to yourself (which was only allowed to happen after Tony removed the temporary ban after you and Peter created a cocktail molotov because you ‘didn’t believe it actually worked’) you spun back around to focus on your workbench.
You’ve only created one Spider-Bot, a carved initial on its stomach that belonged to you. It was perfect. You tested out previous prototypes and they all had one missing factor — the shape. A smaller spider that had a high boiling and melting point metal was amazing.
“Hi.”
You jumped a mile, eyes bulging in your skull as you lifted your head to stare at the new figure. Stupid Peter. “Pete!” You groaned. “You scared the shit out of me!”
His eyes widened and he dropped his skateboard on the floor before rushing over. “I’m sorry- really sorry—“ You just blinked, and he sheepishly smiled. “Sorry…”
You brushed him off with a short sweet smile and stood up from your chair. He rushed over and took your spot before placing his long fingers on your hips. He gave a slight squeeze and you sat down on his lap.
“I got you a present,” you said as you brushed away any remaining parts or tools so it at least looked nice. “Y’know how you’ve always said there’s certain places you can’t get into?”
He hummed and rested his chin on your shoulder, eyes closed as he swayed to himself. You just chuckled and took his hand into yours before laying it over your stomach.
“Well, Ive found a solution.”
He opened his eyes. “You have?” He quickly looked down at your workbench and although you couldn’t see him, you could feel his jaw stretch and a smile to take place on his lips. “Holy shit.”
“Do you like it?”
“It’s a spider.”
You rolled your eyes playfully and twisted your torso to look at him. “It’s not just a spider, Pete. Did you bring your suit?” Before he could answer, you pulled down the neckline of his shirt and saw the familiar red hue. “You wear it to maths club?”
“I’m Spider-Man.”
You giggle. “Tell me something I don’t know.”
“You’re pretty?”
“I don’t think my boyfriend will appreciate that,” You teased.
“Yeah, but I’m Spider-Man.”
You laughed and pressed a quick kiss to his lips before pulling back with excitement. “Okay, okay, back on track. Inspect it.”
“Inspect it? Like- like I’m a doctor?”
“Sure. Just have a look please!”
He chuckled at your impatience before moving his hands from your hips to hold the spider in his palms. It stretched alive, the metal legs strangely silent as it moved in circles around his hands.
“Is that electroactive polymer?”
You hummed excitedly.
“And are those— are those jets?”
“It can fly!”
“It has its own webshooters—and plasma! Holy… wow.” The spider stopped moving as its head twisted up to look at Peter. “What can it do?”
“Get into vents, or cracks in the walls, or even doors. Stuff like that. Basically anything a Spider-Man can’t get through.” You say. “It sends location alerts to the EMT’s, destroy walls, and scans the environment to help you find people. Or find entryways.”
“This is… you’re so cool.” He mumbled sweetly, starstruck and probably a bit excited. “How long did this take?”
“I’m not telling you, but now I have the blueprints for it, if one ever gets destroyed then give me a call and I’ll fix you up a new one in seconds.”
Peter dragged the tip of his finger along the spine of the spider before looking into your eyes. He was blushing violently, maybe because you knew him so well or maybe because you was just so fucking smart, before his large hands took you captive.
“I love you,” He mumbled before smashing his lips to yours, a sweet yet passionate kiss where his hold on your jaw tightened and his other rolled down to the side of your neck. “You’re so hot.”
“‘cause I created a Spider-Bot?”
“Because you’re so smart.” He answered back truthfully, pressing another kiss to your lips. “I would’ve just suffered… but you-“
“I didn’t want you to suffer.”
“Exactly!” He pressed one more kiss to your lips before pulling back. “I love you.”
Relishing in his happiness, you raked your fingers through his hair and smiled. “I love you too.”
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