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The Fantastic Four had just gotten back from a rather lengthy mission in space and decided the best way to celebrate their safe return was a beach day. Of course, Johnny had invited Peter, he’d been without his boyfriend long enough already he wasn’t about to go to the beach without him. Plus, the beach meant he would get to see Peter shirtless, which was a giant win in his book.
Peter and Johnny were complete idiots, even Johnny could admit that. So the beach day wasn’t necessarily relaxing, as Sue had intended, but he was having a blast anyways.
The day started with Peter challenging Johnny to a sandcastle building contest, which of course Johnny agreed to. The banter and trash talk started almost immediately.
“Babe, I know you can’t do art in any form other than photography, so I’ll go easy on you,” Johnny smirked as he packed sand into his bucket.
“Oh really? Are you planning on making the sandcastle of yourself?” Peter asked. “Because that’s the only art you seem to grasp. As great as your body is, it’s not very castle”.
Johnny worked on adding another tower to his castle as he scoffed at Peter. He packed in the sand carefully, trying not to disturb the progress he’d already made.
“Hey, Pete?”
Peter didn’t look up from his castle, “Yeah, Storm?”
Johnny’s smirk could practically be heard as he spoke, “When I kick your ass in this competition can I do something special to it after?”
He dogged a shovel that Peter threw at him. “There are children on this beach! Children you are related to!”
“Oh well,” Johnny shrugged as he finished the moat, “I guess we’ll have to send them away. Because that’s gonna be my victory prize”.
“Can my victory prize be for you to shut up?” Peter asked.
“Funny that you still think you’re gonna win,” Johnny replied smoothly. He stepped back from his sandcastle and admired his work before going to Peter’s side. “You shouldn’t lie to yourself babe, it’s bad for your health”.
“You’ve made it very clear the only part of my health you care about is my beach body,” Peter said jokingly, placing a few shells on his castle to finish it off.
“Maybe I just want to admire my crazy hot boyfriend, what’s wrong with that?” Johnny protested with a small smile.
Peter stood up and moved towards Johnny until there were only a few inches between them. “Last I checked, you were the crazy hot boyfriend,” he murmured as one of his hands moved closer to Johnny’s waist. Johnny always loved the way Peter’s hands felt on his waist. Soft, long-fingered, and beautiful.
Johnny moved his own hands to Peter’s bare and incredibly muscular shoulders. “That’s why we’re such an epic power couple because we’re both crazy hot”.
Peter bit his lip and looked up at Johnny through his eyelashes. “Yeah?” Peter whispered, all while fingering the waist of Johnny’s swimsuit.
God, who gave nerdy little Peter Parker the right to be this damn sexy. It was totally unfair. Johnny used to be the kind of guy with no romantic attachments, but then Peter Parker had to swing into his life with his perfect ass and incredible abs and ruin it all.
Johnny nodded, “Yeah”.
Peter leaned in, Johnny went to meet him. But just before their lips connected Peter pulled back the waist of Johnny’s swimsuit and dropped a fistful of sand into it.
Johnny screamed loudly, drawing the attention of the rest of the family, who were previously ignoring them. Peter cackled and sprinted away from him.
“I am going to kill you, Parker!” Johnny yelled.
He chased after his boyfriend who was now knee-deep in the water. Johnny ran into the ocean, Peter was still laughing hysterically. Peter attempted to get further away but ended up slipping. He nearly went under the small waves but managed to regain his balance. But his misstep meant that Johnny was able to catch up to him.
Johnny grabbed him from behind, wrapping his arms around Peter’s chest as he shrieked. Peter wriggled in his arms as if he was trying to break free, but if he really was Johnny wouldn’t have been able to stop him. They were now both laughing incredibly hard. Johnny threw Peter out of his arms and pushed him into the waves.
“Asshole,” Peter spluttered as he resurfaced.
Johnny laughed, “Says the man who dumped sand down my shorts”.
Peter scowled jokingly, “You’re a baby Storm”.
“Oh is that what you think?” Johnny asked, raising an eyebrow.
“Yeah. It is”. Peter replied with a smile. “You’re a baby who can’t handle a little beach day fun”.
Johnny stepped closer, “Oh I can handle beach fun?”
“Yeah”.
Johnny nodded. Peter was absolutely ridiculous. Johnny often wondered how-
A splash of ocean water hit him across the face. He coughed and spluttered in shock. Peter laughed at him.
“Oh, it is on!”
Johnny splashed as much water into Peter’s face as he could and Peter reciprocated. He splashed again and again and again until both of them were soaked and once again laughing hysterically.
“Hey, Matchstick!” Ben shouted from the beach, they stopped splashing for a moment to look at him. “If you and Webs are done assaulting each other, Sue has cake,” Ben yelled before returning to his beach chair.
“Oooh! Cake!” Peter exclaimed, instantly heading back to shore.
Johnny rolled his eyes and followed after him, “I swear you only date me for the free food”.
“Darn, you figured out my secret!”
“Hahaha,” he mocked dryly.
When they got back to shore they enjoyed cake with the four and the kids. Johnny had to keep himself from grinning like an idiot the whole time. He might be a bit crazy for Peter Parker and seeing him act like a dork with his family only added to those feelings.
Peter glanced at him and gave him a dorky smile. “You’re cute when you’re thinking,” he said as he took another bite of cake.
“Excuse you Webhead, I am never cute,” Johnny replied, clutching his chest in mock offense, “I am hot”.
“Mmhmm,” Peter replied sarcastically, taking yet another bite of cake. Johnny laughed. “What?” Peter asked.
Johnny pointed to his nose. “You’ve got some frosting...” he laughed as Peter attempted to lick it off his nose but failed miserably.
“Get it for me?” Peter asked with a simultaneously innocent and mischievous smile.
Johnny leaned forward and kissed the frosting off of Peter’s nose. He then licked it off his lips, maintaining eye contact with Peter the whole time. Peter reached out and pulled him close again for a proper kiss. It tasted like frosting and sand, and Johnny could hear Ben gagging in the backyard, but he didn’t care. No matter how cheesy it was, all of it was perfect.