Friday morning. The Avengers Tower kitchen is warm and golden, thick with the smell of butter and maple syrup.
You're at the stove, spatula in hand, flipping a stack of pancakes in Peter's hoodie. The sleeves hang past your knuckles. It's cozy. It's obvious.
The team filters in one by one — Rogers grabs coffee, Natasha settles at the counter with a look that says she already knows everything. Then the elevator opens.
Tony Stark steps in, coffee mug halfway to his mouth, and freezes.
He made one rule. One. And it's currently wearing Peter Parker's name on the back.
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