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Standing behind them was Peter Parker, with his little brown curly hair unkempt and unkempt.

After 70 years, S.H.I.E.L.D. dug Captain America out of the ice. Since then, the Captain America Memorial has welcomed waves of visitors again.

Midtown High School also organized several visits, and Peter would always choose to linger in front of the portrait of his boyfriend given by the captain: the same name, and this is what it would look like if Farr's face was fully grown.So he guessed that the last time his boyfriend Farr came to Earth, it was during World War II, and he talked with the captain for a while.

But he can't discuss this possibility with anyone else, because no one remembers Farr except him, Uncle Ben, Aunt May, his good friend Ned...

Maybe it's some sort of Asgardian magic, Peter thought, and went on hoping that his boyfriend would come back to him.

Everything about today's visit was normal, except that he felt two eyes always lingering on him.

The boy decided to take the initiative, he tried his best to straighten his chest to make himself look more mature: "Hello...Mr. Stark!!"

The boy's exclamation attracted the attention of other visitors, and it was only then that Farr remembered that Peter admired Tony very much—Mr. To the blond youth: "You didn't say he was my fan."

Fall actually liked seeing him so confident that the whole world loved him, so he shook his head with a smile on his lips: "Peter, I'm Fall, can we talk in another place?"

Peter stared at him with rounded eyes, Farr raised the brim of his hat, and the boy showed a big smile while rushing into his arms with red eyes and hugged his boyfriend tightly: "Farr!"

"I'm here." Farr rubbed the boy's soft brown hair, "Going to ask the teacher for a leave? When I came, I saw a cafe across the street."

Peter nodded, ran back to the teacher and made up a reason to ask for leave, and kept looking at Farr while talking.

Based on the captain's sketch portrait, he is not unfamiliar with the youthful Val, and he also knows what a blond youth would look like when viewed from any angle.

The captain even drew the tenderness and affection between Farr's eyebrows and eyes well.

--affection?

Under the surprise of being reunited with his lover, Peter stood at a little distance to observe the interaction between Farr and Mr. Stark. He didn't know whether he was too sensitive or what happened. He just... felt that Farr and Mr. Stark There was something between Mr. Tucker that he didn't want to get into.

He saw Mr. Stark say a few words, and then Farr took the pair of sunglasses from Mr. Stark, and carefully combed the hair on Mr. Stark's sideburns with his fingers before putting them on again. , the hat covered Val's eyes, but Peter stared at the smile on the lips of the blond youth and felt his fingertips turn cold.

As for Mr. Stark, he raised his head all the way to facilitate Farr's movements. From Peter's perspective, he could see that he raised his hand and touched the corner of Farr's clothes, and then squeezed the back of his hand twice behind his back before Farr found out.

Peter knew what he was thinking.He just couldn't help but want some physical contact.

Because, I can't help but like it.

Does Farr know?Why did Farr bring Mr. Stark to meet him?

These questions made the boy feel as if someone had stuffed a lead weight into his stomach, pulling his heart and falling straight down.

Peter sniffed and walked back to the blond youth: "Fare."

He didn't dare to speak too much, for fear that if he said one more sentence, he would expose the fact that he was about to cry.

But Farr could tell from his voice that he was in a bad mood. The blond youth put his arms around his shoulders and led him out: "Peter? Maybe we can talk about your business before we get to the real business?"

"I'm just so glad to see you, Farr." Except for some slight vibrato in his little voice, Peter was doing well, and he forced himself to forget for a moment that Mr. Stark was there, boy Turned on the phone and pulled out a Twitter page and handed it to Farr, "I can't show you my diary, I want to save those for our anniversary. So I created a small account, and I will send a message when I miss you." .”

The most recent one—a few, one is not enough for him to write—just ten minutes ago, Farr scrolled down: "Did you go to the Brooklyn Bridge last night on the night patrol? You took a good picture of the night scene, Peter, the sunrise is also very moving."

Peter commented: "It's the second best sunrise I've seen in New York City."

Val knew when the first beautiful sunrise was, and he and Peter kissed in the morning light.

They talked like this all the way to the cafe, and when it was time to sit down, Peter habitually sat next to Farr, but someone grabbed his hat—of course, Peter thought, no surprise, Mr. Stark.

Seeing that the rival in love this time is only a child, Tony was able to bear it until now: "Sit over, child." Then he took the seat next to Farr, called the clerk to order, fully grasped the rhythm of the conversation, and Taking the hat on Farr's head and twirling it in his hand, "Let me explain to you about Farr first... If you have read my wiki, you should know that he is my first love, and I pushed for him America's same-sex marriage bill goes live. Then let's talk about you..."

Farr is very indulgent to Mr. Stark.

Peter tried very hard to concentrate on listening to Mr. Stark. He really liked Mr. Stark since he was a child, and thought that he might be able to enter Stark Industries after graduation.

But he couldn't help but feel aggrieved: Ke Farr is also my first love.

The teenager doesn't know what to do with himself, he can't figure out why he is the way he is, and realizes with dismay that if the rival is Mr. Stark, he really has no advantage - he hasn't changed the world for Val.

And Tony, who is judging from the conversation whether this young superhero can join the Avengers, is actually a little distracted.

Farr said that his first love was Loki, and his relationship with this child was his last memory.In Tony's mind, this means that these two people will occupy more places in Farr's heart.

Edwin showed the kid's tweets in front of him, from the breakfast mix he was trying to a new flower on the way home, and even if Tony had to say it himself, he'd have to admit he was a teenager , not as sweet as a boy.

The two had their own thoughts, and the conversation fell into silence for no reason. Fall asked hesitantly, "Peter? Do you agree to join the Avengers?"

"It's just a reserve." Tony emphasized, "We haven't sent children to the battlefield yet."

child.

Peter looked at the blond youth.

For the current Farr, is he also treated as a child?

Farr thought for a while: "This is actually something that the earth must do if it wants to enter the interstellar era, Peter. The interstellar clauses guarantee the rights of cubs every year. So Tony didn't just classify you as a reserve, if history If things go well with Tiff, including the students of Xavier College in the future, you and them will become reserve members of the Earth Alliance."

In this passage, Peter only heard two words: Yes.

To Farr now, Peter Parker was a child.

The brown-haired boy opened his mouth: "...do you like Mr. Stark more?"

He thought it would make him feel better if he lost to 'Prefer' instead of time.

The moment he asked, he regretted it again: "No, no, don't tell me! Don't tell me! I don't want to know!"

At least time is the part he can't do anything about.If Val did admit to liking Mr. Stark more than him, he would have to admit it was because he wasn't good enough.

He is not good enough.

——This is also the part he can't do anything about.

The brown-haired boy almost jumped up from his seat. He turned over a full cup of coffee that he didn't drink at all. His reaction speed allowed him to catch the cup in time, but the coffee still spilled on his hoodie: "I'm going back first! I told the teacher—I want to change clothes—I just—" He gripped the shoulder strap of his schoolbag tightly, and repeated in a low voice: "I'm going back."

Then, without waiting for the two "adults" sitting opposite to say anything, they directly lowered their heads and rushed out of the cafe.

"Edwin, pay attention to the surveillance on his way home—he thinks you like me better." After leaving the child's safety to Edwin, Tony turned to Farr, leaning one hand on the back of the leather chair, "Tell me it's true, sweetheart, the creator doesn't accept other answers."

Although Tony was joking as usual, Farr felt that his mood was wrong: "Tony, your eyes look tired."

"I didn't..." Tony muttered a few words, thinking that what he said would not be able to convince the blond youth at all, Farr could always notice his true mood, so he simply let go and let himself sink into the seat, "... ...You have been worrying that the love you gave me is not good enough, but I also think, for that you, I am also your first love, have I done my best? Have I given you everything? "

"You have." Farr put his hand on the back of Tony's hand, "Tony, only I can answer this question, let me tell you, if Tony Stark's love is not the best," he pressed a little harder Tony wanted to withdraw his hand, "That's because Tony Stark's love is always better, no matter what it is compared with, you are always better."

"...When the hell will I be able to kiss you?" Tony asked, his eyes paused for a few seconds on the glass window behind Farr, and pushed the blond youth towards the window. "Come here, sweetheart. Iron Man Need to recharge."

Farr doesn't quite understand what he wants to do, but he is willing to try obediently if it can make Tony feel better.

Tony stood up, walked outside the store, and gestured to Farr to signal the blond young man to get closer to the window. He also lowered his body, and he was not satisfied until their faces were almost touching each other through the window.

He hasn't got his boyfriend back yet, so he'll be concerned about Farr's mood and restrain his desire for some intimate action.

But now, he had to get this kiss even through the glass.