An-Peter is loopy after surgery, and accidentally outs himself (In this Harry Osborn exists, but never turned bad)

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The team were currently grouped around Peter, waiting for him to wake up. Tony was fuming, the kid had gone a got himself shot again because he went on patrol tired again.

Bruce mentioned that because Peter had already been surviving off of lack of sleep, he wouldn't wake up for a while and that he would be loopy from the pain medication, he did take a lot of shots after all. When Peter started to stir he looked extremely confused, Bucky was currently sitting next to him. Peter's small voice rung around the room.

"Jesus?" Peter whispered, making everyone besides Bucky burst into laughter.

"No Peter, I'm not Jesus, it's Bucky."

"Ooooh, Mister metal arm guy. Well, you look like Jesus." Peter started giggling maniacally, making everyone slightly worried.

"What's so funny Pete?" Tony said, signalling fro FRIDAY to record this.

"You guys don't know how pretty you are, boys are so pretty," Peter whispered, before bursting into another fit of giggles.

"What do you mean Pete?" Clint said, pushing forward so he could see Peter.

"Well, you guy don't know, I don't think anyone knows. Well except MJ, she knows everything. Aunt May doesn' even know, she's gonna kill me once she finds out. Cause her little nephew isn't perfect." Peter was still giggling but looked sad.

"What happened Peter? What did you do?" Steve said, pressing forward.

"Oh, I didn't do anything but get shitty biology. Can't help it Captain, wish I never learnt what I was, cause then I wouldn't feel like I was keeping a secret all the time." Peter was of course still giggling like a maniac.

"Of course you have a secret Pete, you're Spiderman," Natasha said gently, placing a hand on his shoulder.

"Oh I know that, but what you don't know, is that Spiderman is gay. Gaaaaaaaaay. I like boys. Everyone thinks I'm so straight and that I have a girlfriend, but noooooo, I'm like really really gay. Ya know, I have a secret boyfriend that no one knows about. He's really nice, he makes me feel safe." Peter said, his giggling had stopped now, and his eyelids were drooping.

"That's nice Pete, you should go to sleep now, we'll talk about it later," Natasha said gently.

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Peter was slowly waking up, and he immediately recognised the scenery, of course, he was in the med bay again, he couldn't even remember why this time. He looked to his tight and say the whole of the team sleeping in chairs. He poked at Tony, who was closest to him, only to have his hand swatted. Peter huffed before poking at Tony harder than before, effectively pushing him out of the chair and onto the floor, waking up the rest of the team. When Tony resurfaced from the floor he had an apprehensive look on his face.

"Is anyone going to tell me why you all look like I have an extra head on my shoulders?" Peter said, crossing his arms over his chest, looking at them expectantly.

"Well Underoos, you said some things I don't think you meant to tell us, at least not yet anyway," Tony said, taking Peter's hand in his own as he sat back down, Peter nodded for them to continue.

"Well, you kind of started by calling me, Jesus," Bucky said his face red. Peter just laughed in response.

"I agree with giggle juice me, you do look like Jesus. But that's not so bad." Peter looked around at them in confusion.

"Well, you kind of came out." Same said. The room grew quiet as Peter took in the information, he just smiled lightly, before putting his head back onto the pillow, "You also told us about your boyfriend." Tony jumped forward to interrupt.

"Who I want over for dinner mind you," Tony said, raising an accusing finger, only for Peter to wave a hand.

"Leave it to me to spill my biggest secret. Please tell me I didn't tell you his name? Or go raving about him, I've done that before, but luckily it was just to MJ." Peter had a light smile on his face,

"Yeah don't worry, you didn't say anything other than that you have a boyfriend. Although I took a peek at your phone, and you have seven missed calls and over twenty unread messages from someone called 'sweetheart'" Natasha said, making Peter groan loudly, putting out his hand so he could get his phone. Natasha smirked before handing it over. Peter was about to answer but paused.

"Just so you know, he knows I'm spiderman." The team could hear worried yelling through the phone, which Peter ignored by pulling the phone away from his ear.

"You done yet?" They heard grumbles from the other end of the phone. "Yes, I'm fine, based on the feeling of it I got shot a couple of times. Yes, Yes. No, I don't know how long till I come back to school, you know what Tony and May are like. Yes I know, I owe you a kiss." Peter laughed lightly, "I know, I love you too. Oh and um, Tony and I'm assuming the rest of the team kind of wants you round to the tower for dinner. Yeah, I'll get back to you on it. Yes, I'm sure I'm fine. Yep. Bye, love you." Peter pressed cancel call, a blush creeping up his face as he turned back to the team.

"So, that was eventful. Mind telling us what was going on in that phone call?" Bruce said, a smirk rising onto his features.

"Well, he was worried about me, and wanted to know why I didn't answer him at all. Says I owe him for worrying him, trust me this happens a lot and he's somewhat used to it." Peter blushed again, looking back down at his phone and smiling at the messages.

"So you guys saying I love you already?" Wanda teased.

"Yes, we've been together since we were fifteen, and we're both seventeen now," Peter said, hiding his face in his hands.

"Ok, well we'll let you off the hook as long as you tell us his name," Steve said, leaning forward heavily reminding him of his PSA's.

"Abraham. He's on the decathlon team with me. He's out, but I'm not. I dunno not having parents and nowhere else to go if May doesn't accept me makes it very daunting." Peter said, trying to hide his smile.

"Alright, well I want this Abraham over for dinner as soon as possible."