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Finally Found My Way

Part 13

Warning: language, fluff, overprotective Tony and some smut

Summary: After four years of being tortured by hydra, you were finally back, yours powers stronger than ever. But that was not all.

Word Count: 6.3 K

A/N: This is the last part of the series. Hope you guys enjoyed it! :)

The warm morning sunlight shone gently through the open window of the hotel room, a light breeze blowing the curtains softly. Peter stirred in his sleep, yawning as he brought one hand up to rub the sleep from his eyes, before opening them slightly enough to observe the world around him. Laying on his side on the soft mattress of his bed, was you, one of his arm’s was draped under your sweater holding your bare waist as the other went behind his head casually. His mind then remembered what had happened last night. He remembered confessing his feelings to his best friend. He remembered his best friend confessing her feelings to him. He remembered you under him. He remembered the feeling of kissing ever inch of your body. He remembered the feeling of being inside you and pleasuring you. And he definitely remembered all the times you told him I love you.

Peter sat up quietly to stretch his arms out, being careful not to wake you. As he came back down from his sigh, he turned over to look at your sleeping form, and he felt himself melt at the beauty he couldn’t believe he could finally call his. Your body was tangled in the soft white sheets covering your bare legs. Your hair was messy but pushed out of your face as your head lay on the pillows. Your eyes closed and mouth slightly parted. He could hear the little soft breaths coming from your lips. His eyes traced down to your neck, seeing the love bites he left last night.

You shifted silently, rolling onto your stomach, half your body on Peters side, your check pressed against his shoulder, your arm thrown lazily across his chest, and one leg bent on top of his legs. Peter chuckled quietly to himself, how did he get so lucky. He placed a hand on your back rubbing it gently, as he continued to watch you in awe. Your eyelids fluttered open at the sensation, mouth opening letting out a little hitched yawn. Your eyes met with soft chocolate ones.

“Hey.” You say quietly, as you give Peter a tired smile.

“Hey.” He says as he smiled back. That’s the moment when you became aware of where you were. You shot up, you were practically straddling Peter.

“What time is it?” You say a little too loudly. And that’s when Peter eyes widened and he became aware of the situation. Peter quickly turned over, making you lose your balance on his lap and fall off the bed.

“Fuck-” Peter jumped of the bed, helping you up on your feet. His hands came up to your face, one hand cupping you cheek as the other rubbed the back of your head, where you fell. “Are you okay?” A smile tugs on your lips as a laugh escapes.

“Yea I’m fine,” You still continue to laugh, making Peter laugh nervously.

“A-are you sure your okay?” Peter was still holding you, your hands came up to hold his wrists bringing them down to your sides. Instead you took a step forward, wrapping your arms around Peter’s neck pulling him close to your face. Peter’s hands came up to hold your waist.

“Your such a dork.” You say as you pulled him into for a kiss. Yes, Peter has kissed you, multiple times last night, and you guys had sex, but kissing you still made brought butterflies in his stomach. You pulled away, still holding Peter close to you. You noticed his red cheeks and sparkling eyes, and you melted. “I’m in love with you Spidey-boy.” Peter’s face brightened as he heard the words leave your lips.

“And I’m in love with you Stark Chick.” Peter reconnected your lips. His hands slid down to your thighs nudging them for you to jump. You wrapped your legs around Peter’s torso, crossing your ankles behind his back. Peter held you close as you deepened the kiss. You guys were too invested in each other, completely forgetting to check the time until you heard a knock at the door.

“Hey Peter, it’s me Ned. Your not answering your phone and I really need to change because we’re leaving in like 15 minutes, can I come in?” Peter’s head quickly whipped around as his hand came up.

“Wait! Give me a minute!” Peter put you down gently as he grabbed his shirt and pants, and you grabbed your shorts.

“Fuck I have to go back to my room.” You whisper yell as you button your shorts.

“We don’t have to say anything to anyone yet, I can just tell Ned you fell asleep here and wanted privacy.” Peter says.

“Yea okay,” You and Peter walk to the door, but you give Peter a quick peck on the lips. “I’ll see you in a bit.” Peter opens the door, letting you out. Ned looked between you and Peter, you say a quick ‘hey’ to Ned and practically run down the hall to your room.

-

Mj was already dressed and ready to go.

“Where were you?” Mj said as you walked over to your unslept bed.

“I um I stayed at Peter’s room” you say, as you take out a clean pair of clothes.

“Peter’s room, why would you stay at Peter’s room- oh my god is that a hickey?! You had sex with Parker!” Mj’s hand came over her mouth as she looked at you in shock.

“Shhhhhhhhhhh, don’t yell.” Mj’s hand dropped as she walked over to you. She moved aside your hair exposing more hickey’s.

“Dayammmm, Parker really couldn’t get enough.” You never checked to see how much Peter left on you.

“What?” You made your way to the bathroom mirror, your eyes widening at the amount of hickeys Peter left. “Fuck how am I supposed to cover all these. I didn’t even bring make-up, I only brought fucking mascara that’s it! Fuck,” You turn around looking back at Mj who is laughing her ass off. “Stop laughing, what is everyone gonna say?”

“Really Parker? Like I knew there was a little somethin somethin going on between the two of you, but Parker?!” She didn’t even try to hide her laughs now.

“Shut up, can you just help me,” You say teasingly.

“Ok ok,” She grabs her bag from beside her bed. “Wait a second,” she turns around to look at you, this time her face was in a small smirk. “was that your first time?” You felt heat rise on your cheeks.

“Y-Yea, it’s not a big deal,” Mj pulls out her make-up bag, which only had three things in it, but it was useful.

“Not a big deal- yes it is! Hold up- did he pressure you to do it because I swear to fucking god-”

“No no he didn’t, I wanted to. We wanted to, and he had a condom so it was fine. He really cared.” You say, your mind wandering to the night before, lustful memories of Peter and you tangled in each other-

“Helloooo,” Mj says waving her hand in front of you, snapping you out of your thoughts.

“What sorry,”

“I was asking if he was good.” Mj says, as she pulled out her concealer. Your face reddened quickly, making Mj chuckle to herself.

“Yea he was, better than I thought. But that’s all I’m saying.”

“Fine fine, one more thing though.” Mj says as a smug smirk appears on her face.

“What?” you ask, curious to know.

“Was he big?” You quickly push Mj out of the bathroom, as she started dying of laughter.

“Shut up!” You say closing the door to the bathroom. Mj was still laughing. “And he was!” You say through the door, just making Mj fall on the floor as she died of laughter.

- - - Peter’s Room - - -

Peter turned around, walking back to the bed, his face burning up. Ned quickly came into the room closing the door behind him. “What happened man?” Ned says as he turned Peter around to face him.

“N-Nothing happened,” he answered as he rubbed the back of his neck.

“C’mon man, you can’t lie to me.”

“I’m not lying,” Peter says as he goes to grab some clothes. Ned’s eyes wandered around the room, taking in the scene. Peter’s bed was a mess, and some pillows were tossed around the side of the bed and a … red bikini bra.

“YOU HAD SEX WITH HER!” Peter’s head whipped around, his eyes blown up in shock. He followed Ned’s eyes, as he saw your bikini top lying on the foot of bed. Fuck you must’ve forgotten to take it. He quickly picked it up and hid it under his shirt.

“No Ned! We-We didn’t do anything.” Ned was frozen, he knew his friend had sex, it was obvious. But Ned wanted to prove it, he made his way to the trash can next to the bathroom, he took a quick look inside.

“Dude there’s a condom in here! You had sex with y/n!” Ned says making his way back to his bed as he stood in front of Peter. Peter gave up, he couldn’t hide anything from Ned.

“Yea we had sex, but stop yelling people will hear.” Peter says, his hands coming up to rub his face. Ned was looking at Peter in shock.

“Dude how did you have sex with her?!” Peter looked up at Ned, “Yea sorry I’ll be quiet,” Ned said lowering his voice.

“She-she just came over last night, and she told me everything.”

“What do you mean everything?” Ned said as he sat down on his bed, across from Peter’s.

“Like everything, why she was avoiding me, and that she likes me-”

“She likes you!” Ned’s hand quickly came up to cover his mouth, he let out a muffled ‘sorry’. Peter’s face lightened up, remembering your whole confession to him last night.

“Y-yea she likes me. She’s in love with me, and I’m in love with her and it-it just led to sex.” Peter smiled to himself. Ned saw the smile that spread on Peter’s face and he couldn’t hold his.

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

“Okay everyone the bus is here, are you sure you all got everything because we’re not coming back to the hotel.” Mr. Harrington says as he looks over at the students. They all tell him there ready. Mr. Harrington lines everyone up by the buses as he does attendance.

You and Mj were the last to arrive, both of you running across the hotel finally outside, both of you yelling, “We’re here!” Everyone turns around to look at the two of you. Mr. Harrington just shook his head in a disappointing way. You and Mj quietly make your way to Peter and Ned. Mj says a quick hey to Peter as she practically pulls Ned away from the two of you.

“So -um, does Mj know.” Peter says as he stuff’s his hands in his front pockets.

“Well yea, considering the fact that you couldn’t contain yourself.” You say teasingly as you gestured to your neck. The concealer didn’t do much to cover the hickeys, you could still see them, faintly. Peter’s face reddened.

“S-sorry, I couldn’t help it.” He says a little embarrassed.

“It’s fine.” You say, stepping a little closer to him, but not making it to obvious. “I like having you on me.” You say quietly. Peter eyes widened at how forward you were.

“Fuck,” he says under his breath.

“Ok everyone on the bus.” Mr Harrington says. Mj and Ned let you and Peter sit next to each other on the bus. It was a bad idea. You guys couldn’t keep your hands to yourself. Well obviously you couldn’t, you finally got to express your feelings, finally and you weren’t going to let that go. Peter moves a little closer to you, taking your hand and intertwining them with his, as he rests them between both your legs so people don’t notice. You look up at Peter with a cheeky smile.

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

Midtown won the Decathlon, everyone shot up from their seats, jumping up and down hugging each other. Peter gave you a long hug, that brought your feet up from the floor slightly. But quickly put you down when people started to stare. Everyone came up to you with hugs and high fives. But when Flash came up…

“Hey what’s that?” Flash says pointing at your neck. Your eyes widen as you take a step back from Flash’s hug. You quickly cover your neck with your hair again.

“Nothing,” You say, looking around to see if anyone noticed what Flash said. Luckily everyone was just celebrating their victory.

“Woah woah, don’t say nothing. Who was it?” Flash asks with a teasing smile on his lips. You shake your head, as your face quickly reddened.

“Who was what?” You say innocently.

“Who did you fuck last night.” Flash says quietly knowing you were on the lookout. Flash wasn’t being mean, you knew that, but there are so many people you can’t just say you had sex with Peter.

“Wh-whatttt,” You say trying to play it off. “I didn’t fuck anyone.”

“C’mon y/n, I know what a hickey looks like, and I also remember giving condoms to everyone, so just tell me who it was. I won’t say anything.” Your debating now. Should you tell him. It’s not like you can’t trust him, you know him. He stood up for you on many occasions. But he does have a big mouth. He can’t stay quiet. Butttttt he has been really open to you, ever since you guys became friends, Flash has trusted you with almost every secret. He told you things he’s never told anyone. It wouldn’t be fair to hide things from him. And you couldn’t lie. Fuck, I’m gonna tell him.

“Peter,” You whisper in his ear. You shouldn’t have.

“PARKER?!” Everyone falls silent, all turning around to face you and Flash. Flash does a fake laugh, “Oh um sorry just needed to congratulate Peter that’s all.” Flash says as he makes his way to Peter, giving him a pat on the shoulder. Peter looks at you questionably, you quickly mouth out ‘it’s fine’. Flash comes back to you this time whisper yelling. “Parker?!” You push his shoulder teasingly.

“Yes, Parker.” You say imitating his voice. Flash rolls his eyes.

“Since when was that a thing,” Flash says easing up a bit. He was overprotective of you, not in a jealous way, but because he cared about you in a sister-brother type of relationship, and you found it sweet.

“I don’t know, I just…I like him,” You say as your eyes fall on Peter talking to one of the other decathlon students. Flash watches you, seeing the smile on your face when you see Peter. He knows Peter and he knows you, he couldn’t think of anyone better to be with you.

“He’s good. You got lucky.” Flash says as he looks at Peter too. You turn your head to face Flash, a teasing smile on your lips.

“So you approve, father.” Flash bumps his shoulder against yours.

“Shut up.” His eyes met yours, “I’m just looking out for you… and yes I approve.” You both laugh, as you hugged it out. Flash went to go talk to some other people. Peter made his way over to you.

“What was that all about.” He says, his eyes following Flash, but returning to yours.

“He knows…about us.” Peter doesn’t seemed shocked. He knew you’d tell Flash, considering how close the two of you got. But he had a smile plastered on his face. “What are you smiling about,” you say as a smile tugs on your lips as well.

“I just didn’t know there was an us,” Yes, you guys shared some kisses and exchanged I love you’s, but this made it official, at least for Peter and you.

“Shut up. Does the whole confession and sex thing not make it official.” You tease.

“Well I wouldn’t mind doing the sex thing again as a reminder.” Peter whispers as your face becomes red. You see a smirk appear on Peter’s face. You always made him blush, but now he can do it to you, knowing that he made you like that.

“Stop doing that,” You say turning around so Peter can’t see you flustered.

“Doing what?” He says turning you around. He still had the teasing smirk on his lips.

“That. Stop doing that.” You say pointing at his face. Peter takes your hand in his, making your cheeks heat up more.

“Fine fine, I’ll stop.” He says letting go of the smirk as a smile appears on his face, wider than ever, is replaced.

“Don’t do that,” you say, making Peter’s shoulders drop.

“Ok I’m not doing anything this time.” He says his thumb now rubbing circles on the back of your hand.

“Yes that smile, it just makes me wanna kiss you.” Peter’s face redness quickly.

“I can’t help my smile.” He says.

“Whatever, I guess we’ll have to wait till we’re alone.” You wink as you turn your back and walk over to Mj and Ned. Peter’s eye’s follow you with pure love. How did he get so lucky, to have you fall in love with him.

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

“There’s my girl!” Tony yells as you hop off the bus. You run up to your dad as he embraced you in a hug.

“What are you doing here?” You ask curiously as you pulled away from the hug, wanting to know why he picked you up.

“What, so I’m not allowed to pick up my favorite daughter from her field trip?” He answered sarcastically as you rolled your eyes.

“I’m your only daughter, that you currently know of.” This time Tony rolls his eyes as he puts his hand on your shoulder. This is when Peter comes over, smiling brightly at Tony, but his eyes landing on you, you could practically see the heart eyes.

“What’s up with you kid?” Tony said as his eyes wnet between you and Peter. Peter quickly took his gaze off you and back to Tony.

“Nothing Mr. Stark, just wanted to say hi…um hi.” He gives Tony a small wave. Tony rolls his eyes, still finding it hilarious that Peter still gets nervous around him.

“So is Aunt hottie picking you up,”

“Dad!?” You elbow his rib as he laughs.

“I still love Pepper,” he says, continuing to laugh.

“That’s what I thought,” Peter was holding back his own laughter.

“No, she’s at work, sir.” Tony had a smile plastered on his face.

“Sir? Peter you can just call me Tony it’s been a year and half.” Peter seemed like the ultimate fanboy as he nodded his head with a goofy smile on his face, knowing fully well that he would still call him Mr. Stark. “How about you come back with us to the compound for dinner?” Your eyes brighten at the thought of Peter, your now boyfriend, coming back.

“YES!” He answers a little to quickly. You held in your laughter, as Tony gave Peter a questioning look before gesturing the two of you to the car.

The car ride consisted of Tony sitting between you and Peter and Peter taking stolen glances at you when Tony wasn’t paying attention. The ride back home felt like forever, but when Happy finally pulled over, you quickly raced to open the door before Tony held your wrist.

“Peter, can you give us a minute?” Tony says with a generous smile.

“Yea, of course” Peter exits the car, and so does Happy. You sit back down in the seat as you gave your dad a questioning face.

“What’s up?” you pop the p slightly.

“I just wanted to check on you…” Tony said as he looked deep into your eyes, “I just wanted to know if you were okay last night and if you…you know, got some sleep.”

“Dad I was fine, I literally texted you every hour and called you in the morning and when I got there and when I got on and off the bus-”

“Ok ok, I get it, but you know you can talk to me. You can tell me anything.” You smile at your dad as he embraces you for a hug.

“I know.” Tony pulls away, his eyebrows furrowed when he saw a few purple spots on your neck.

“What’s that,” he says, as he reaches to move your hair aside to get a better look. You quickly move back, slipping out of the car.

“Nothing! I’ll see you at dinner!” You shout as you ran towards the entrance of the compound. Peter was waiting by the door his face lighting up when he sees you coming in. “let’s go,” you whisper shout as you both make it to your room.

You passed by some of the avengers, greeting both of you with hugs, until you finally got to your room. Peter went in first and you closed the door, not bothering to lock it. When you turn back to face Peter, he captures your lips with his. “We’re alone.” He murmurs against your lips.

You smile against his lips, “Yea we are,” Peter hands hold your waist pulling you closer, as he deepens the kiss. Your hands wrap around his neck.

“Jump.” He whispers. You don’t hesitate to listen, Peter held the bottom of your thighs as your ankles crossed behind his back. Your hands now in his hair as the kid grew more passionate and love thirsty. You guys hadn’t kissed since that night, and you both missed the feeling of each other.

Peter sat you down on the bed, as he crawled on top, your lips still connected. His hands were everyone, and so were yours. Peter started kissing your jaw and your neck-

Knock knock

Peter quickly gets off you and you both stand on opposite sides of the bed. You turn to Peter, his eyes full of terror. Mr. Stark is going to kill me.

“Who is it?” You say as you sit back on the bed trying to seem normal, as you assured Peter to relax.

“It’s me,” you recognize the voice immediately, you should’ve known it was Steve since he’s the only one that actually knocks around here.

“Come in!” You shout as you get up from your bed making your way to the door. Steve opens the door his face brightens up when he sees you. He traps you in a hug.

If only he knocked too, but at that time you were both a little too far in.

Four months later ————

“Shit y/n-!” Your head bobbed, as you sucked on Peter. Peters head was thrown back as he bit his bottom lip. One hand on your head as the other gripped the sheets tightly. His hips bucked into your mouth as you worked him. Your tongue swirled on his head, Peter letting out a loud moan. You felt his cock twitch in your mouth. “Fuck baby, get up, fuck I need to be in you.” You let his cock go, leaving a small kiss at the tip. Peter helped you up as he flipped the both of you over. His breathing really heavy.

His hand went behind your back as he unclasped your bra. Then he went down to remove your panties. As soon as they were off, and your legs were spread wide for him, he lost it. “Fuck y/n,” he crawls back to you as his eyes flicker between your sparkling eyes and what’s between your legs. “Baby, your so wet.” Your breathing is heavy, your arousal was evident, you really needed him.

“Peter,” you breathe out. Peter smiles as he moves to your nightstand, taking out a condom from the drawer. He ripped the condom open with his teeth, still maintaining eye contact. His eyes traced over your body. He stood on his knees between your legs as he slips on the condom. That’s when he sees your needy eyes. “Peter come on.” You whine, Peter raises his brows.

“So needy are we.” You roll your eyes.

“Your the one who got the boner in the middle of the movie.” You say raising your own eyebrows in a teasing manner. You see the pink coming onto his cheeks.

“Your hands were all over me, mostly near my area, how could I not get a hard-on!” Peter says, as he finally gets the condom fully on.

“Fine, it was the both of us.” You admit, just needing Peters touch. “Just touch me already.” You say. Peter smiles as he makes his way on top of you, taking your lips in his.

“You know I love you.” He says against your lips. You smile, pulling him closer.

“I know, I love you too Pete.”

You and Peter had the compound to yourselves, the rest of the team going on a mission, but deciding to leave you too behind, on a count that your “not needed”. Which was utter bullshit, you just knew your dad didn’t want the two youngest avengers going into something there not sure about. It was an unexpected mission, it came out of nowhere, so it could’ve been small. But Tony wasn’t going to risk it.

You and Peter were watching a movie in the common room, until you guys became a little too touchy feely and that’s how you both ended up in your room doing this.

Little did you know that the team was coming off the quin-jet, all tired of the long three days they had.

“Shit, y-your so tight,” Peter said as he thrusted into you. Your nails were scratching his back as Peter sucked on your neck.

“Faster P-Peter.” You said as your hands gripped the sheets next to you. Peter repositioned himself for a better angle, as he thrusted back into you, hitting your sweet spot. You moaned out loudly in pleasure. Peter knew your body so well, after four months of doing this, he really noted the things you like and dislike.

Peter continued to thrust into you as his lips reattached to your nipple. His eyes flickered up at you then to your hands. Seeing your hands glow slightly, he didn’t stop, he continued to thrust into you and he intertwined your hands. He knew you were close.

It was something that usually happened when you and Peter had sex, it was when you were about to come. Your powers would start to heat up, not to the extent where you needed to blow something up, it was small and it didn’t heat up enough to burn Peter, so he’d hold you. The first time it happened Peter had to pull out and check on you, but the more you guys had sex, Peter would just take your hands. And it would die down as soon as you felt his hands in yours.

“Fuck Peter, your s-so good.” Peter smiled, and thrusted faster, you found out that he had a small praise kink. “You feel so good inside me.” Peter sucked on your neck as he grunted with each thrust.

“So fucking beautiful,” He muttered as he continued to thrust into you. He got so lucky with you. And you got lucky with him. But the only people that knew about this relationship was Bucky and Nat, no one else. That’s what made this even worse.

The team was exhausted, the mission wasn’t big like an alien invasion, but it was still tiring. They all collapsed in the common room. Tony however, wanted to greet his daughter. He just wanted to see if you were alright, and if you didn’t have another ‘episode’ while he was away.  You haven’t had any since the big one on the field four months ago, but Tony couldn’t help it, he’s your father, and fathers check up on their daughters. So that’s how Tony ended up in front of your room. He heard you moan, but sex wasn’t the first thing that came to his mind this time. I really do need a dance party right now, Tony thinks to himself.

So, Tony reached for the door knob already starting to speak, “Are we having another dance par- WHAT THE FUCK?!” You and Peter are both a moaning mess, but as soon as you two hear the voice your heads whip to the door, and you see your dad standing there. Peter instantly, wrapped his body around you, trying to cover you as much as possible. He brought the blanket cover up with his other hand. Tony locked eye’s with you, but he quickly looked over at a pale faced Peter. Without another word, he exits the room.

“What’s wrong?” Clint asked as he saw Tony walk past him and Bucky, going back to the common room, his jaw clenched and hands in tight fists.

“My daughter and intern are fucking,” Bucky’s face turns pale. He stays still not saying a single word. Fuck Tony’s going to kill me.

Peter’s eyes were still fixated on the door. His face pale, he forgot how to breathe. “He’s going to kill me.” His voice was coated with fear. He looked back down shifting a little on top of you. But you don’t seem to be paying attention.

“Shit, shitshitshitshitshit. Peter pull out,” you breathe. Why was he quiet? Why did he just leave like that? Fuck he’s mad, he’s really mad. SHIT!  Peter nodded, pulling out, and sitting upright on the bed.

“What are we going to do?!” Peter said as he looked at you with worried eyes.

“I-I don’t know,” You say, as you thought of all the possible outcomes.

“You don’t know?!” Peter is starting to freak out.

“No I don’t! He seems really mad, what if-” You turn so your looking at Peter. Your eyes look over his face, and you feel the sting in your eyes. “W-what if, what if he makes us break up.” Peter immediately, wraps his arms around you bringing you close to his chest.

“No, y/n that’s not going to happen, because I promised to always be here for you,” Peter pulled away, lifting your chin up so you could see his face, “And I love you, I love you so much y/n, and I’m never going to leave you. Never.” A smile tugs on your lips.

“I love you too Peter,” You lean in, connecting both your lips. Peter deepens it, as his hands slide down your body, you quickly pull away before anything more happens. “But seriously, I think we should talk to him.” Peter nodded, both of you getting up, and throwing your clothes back on.

You and Peter walked into the common room, finding the whole team in the kitchen. As soon as they notice you, you hear Clint and Sam laughing. You rolled your eyes, as you made your way to the couch, were Tony was sitting. Nat and Bucky stood quietly in the corner, too afraid to say anything that might cause them to lose their cover. Thor and  Wanda watched the whole thing carefully, like it was some movie. And Steve, he just had a disappointed expression on.

“Uh Dad?” You say a quietly. You stood a few feet away from him, and Peter stood next to you, picking at the skin on his fingers, something he did when he was nervous.

“What the fuck? What in the actual fucking hell!” Tony says, his eyes shooting up at you. “Really Parker, REALLY,” Tony is now standing, taking a few steps towards the both of you. “After everything, I’ve done for you, THIS  is how you repay me. We had a conversation, an adult, man to man, conversation, and you just throw it out the window like it was garbage-”

“No, Mr. Stark it’s not like that-” Peter says as he finally meets Tony’s eyes, completely regretting it.

“DoN’T Interrupt ME!” Tony shouts as he paces around the living space. “How-what- WHEN when did this start.” Tony stopped as he pointed between you and Peter.

“Four months.” You answer, knowing you should be the one speaking now.

“FOUR MONTHS!” Tony glares at Peter, as he takes a few more steps towards Peter, making Peter take a few steps back. “You’ve been fucking my daughter for four months?” Tony’s voice is stern and not at all how he usually is. There was no hint of sarcasm, or ‘I’m kidding’, Tony was mad.

“No- I-I mean yes, but it’s not just the sex Mr. Stark, I care about her, she’s my whole world-” Peter says as he tries to defend his case.

“We talked about this, Peter we talked about her, do you not remember,” Tony’s voice lowered, as he sounded more disappointed and more protective than mad.

“I do remember, I do-”

“Then why would you do this? Why? Why on earth would you go behind my back and do that?” Tony sounded hurt, but also very protected. God dammit you were his little girl, he would be damned if he let another guy touch you, not after everything that’s happened.

“I love her Mr. Stark, I love your daughter and I’d do anything for her.” Peter stood his ground, like he told you. He looked into your father’s eyes, every word that left his lips full of truth and love. Tony was taken aback about what he just heard. He looked back towards you, then back at Peter.

“You love him?” He asked you softly.

“I do dad, I really do love him.” That’s when Tony relaxed. His face relaxed and body tension all swept away. He’s never heard you say that about anyone, other than him and your fellow avengers family. Tony opened his arms, gesturing you to come. You were in his arms in a matter of seconds, letting out a sigh of relief.

“Okay,” he says, stroking your hair. You pull away, a bright smile on your face.

“Really!!” You were practically jumping in his arms, but Tony quickly looked back at Peter.

“Yes, BUT I swear to god if you hurt her Parker, if you leave her or break her, I will hunt you down, and make sure you know what real pain is.” Peter let out a nervous chuckle as he rubbed the back of his neck. But Tony gave him a harder glare, Peter quickly nodding his head.

“Y-Yes sir,  understood. I would never do anything to hurt her, I’d rather die than make her feel any kind of pain, I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if I caused her any pain. I’m always going to protect her.” Peter answered with full truth. Tony’s heart practically leaped out of his chest. He knew Peter was a good kid, but after hearing that and looking into his eyes, he knew that Peter would do anything and everything to protect you. And you would do the same for him. Tony out of instinct pulls Peter into a hug. Peter was shocked at first, but embraces his mentor, in the hug. That’s when you three hear the claps and ‘a wwww’s in the background. You all turn to see the team, completely forgetting that they were standing there the whole time.

“I knew they were perfect for each other,” Nat said.

“Yea but I found out first and technically I knew about Peter’s crush first,” Bucky said to Nat.

“Yea, but y/n told me the first time they kissed and the first time they had sex, so sucks to suck.” Nat says smiling to herself for knowing more than Bucky did.

“I don’t suck, because who was the one that kept there cover. Huh? Me, I did!” Bucky said smiling proudly, knowing Nat couldn’t say anything else. But both their smiles are swept away when Tony’s voice rises.

“YOU BOTH KNEW?!!!” Nat and Bucky turn and meet Tony’s eyes. “AND YOU LIED FOR THEM?!”

“No- uh Tony- Fuck!” Bucky yeets out of the room, knowing fully well that Tony would kill him. Nat on the other hand, didn’t give a shit.

“Yea, and?” is all she said. Tony just stared back at her, knowing fully well that he couldn’t do anything.

“Anyone up to watch a movie?” Peter chripped, everyone looking at each other, shrugging.

“Why not,” Sam says as he jumps over the couch taking a seat. The rest of the team make there way to the living room, still in their suits, but not caring. Some sat on the couches and some comfortably sitting on the floor.  You sat next to Peter in the corner of one of the couches, his arm wrapping around your waist pulling you closer. Taking the invitation, you rest your head on his shoulder.

Clint flipped through the movies, Sam yelling for him to stop moving through the list so fast. Wanda and Nat were quietly talking as Steve eavesdropped on their conversation. Thor stretched out on the floor, with a bowl of popcorn on his lap munching loudly. Vision and Rhodey sat beside Tony. Bucky soon came back, taking the seat farthest from Tony. Tony didn’t do anything though, only shooting death glares at him every time they locked eyes. And you, well you watched the whole scene that was happening around you. After all the restless nights, and reckless days, all the pain and blood, you were finally were your supposed to be. You were with your family and that’s all that mattered.

I Finally Found My Way.

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A/N: So that was the end of the series, hoped you guys liked the series, I’d love to get feedback. But I’m I’ll be opening requests really soon, it’s just that I had a few ideas for small one shots. I also have an idea for another Peter series, but I’m not going to start it right away, because I want a chance to do some of your requests :)

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Ahhh yes

Finally Found My Way

Part 12

Warning: language, a lot of fluff, and um SMUT

Summary: After four years of being tortured by hydra, you were finally back, yours powers stronger than ever. But that was not all.

Word Count: 4.5K

“What took you so long?” Mj said as you sat down beside her.

“My Dad was telling me somethin” You said, she nodded her head. Peter and Ned sat in front of you and Mj, Flash sat on the other side, and the rest of the team was spread out. This decathlon trip was pretty small only 20 people came. Towards the middle of the trip Mj decided, as captain of the decathlon team, to ask some questions. You decided not to answer all of them even though you knew all of them. You were just tired and you had to admit, maybe a little out of it. Peter on the other hand was just straight up mad. He didn’t know why you were pushing him away, or why you’ve been avoiding him or why you yelled at him.

The trip from NYC to DC was four hours, but it took six hours for you guys due to traffic. When you guys got to the hotel Mr. Harrington assigned all of you rooms and a roommate. Luckily you and Mj were together. Ned was with Peter as usual, Flash stuck with Derek. And so on.

“The decathlon starts tomorrow at 10:00am. Everyone should be awake by 8 o’clock so we can leave here at 9. This isn’t like last time, the hotel is an hour away, this was the closest hotel the school could find.” Mr. Harrington said. “We’re all going to meet here in two hours which is at-“ he checks his watch, “7 o’clock for dinner. Got it?” All the students say yes.

Mj opened the room door, stepping in first. You followed behind closing the door. You take a look at the room, pretty nice, two separate beds, a small tv in front, a little desk on the side and a bathroom. A normal hotel room. Mj drops her bag on one of the beds. “I’m gonna take a long shower until we have to leave. You can use the bathroom now so you don’t have to wait long.”

“Ok.” You say making your way to the bathroom. You wash your face and use the toilet. You step out when your done, “all yours.”

—- Peter’s room ——

“ I call this bed!” Ned says jumping on the bed closest to the window. Peter drops his bag on the other bed, just giving Ned a small nod. Ned sits up from the bed, looking at Peter. Usually they fought over who got the bed closest to the window, they usually had a blast on these trips, but he’s noticed Peters been down ever since Friday. “Hey man, you alright?”

Peter turns his head giving Ned a forced smile. “Yea, why wouldn’t I be?”

“I don’t maybe because you look like you wanna beat the shit out of someone every time I look at you,” Ned says casually.

Peter flops down on the bed as he groaned into the pillow. “She’s being so…so…so difficult!”

“Y/N?” Ned says already knowing the answer. Peter flips onto his back as he looked up at the ceiling.

“Yes y/n! I don’t know what she wants! I’m fucking there for her…all the time and what does she do… SHE YELLS AT ME!!” Ned stays silent letting Peter rant on. “And what, it’s my fault. The fuck??? I didn’t do shit to make her hate me! And now she wants me to leave her alone, after everything we’ve been through. I can’t. I can’t just let her go. I’m fucking in love with her and SHE DOESN’T EVEN SEE IT!” Peter brought the pillow up and covered his face as he yelled into it again.

“Why don’t you tell her?” Ned says, trying to think of ways to help his friend.

“She doesn’t even want me to go near her. She told me to stay away from her. And even if I did tell her she’d probably reject me right away.” Peter said calming down a bit.

“How will you know?” Ned says, peter turns to see his friends face looking back at him.

“I don’t know. Whatever.” Peter says as his body sunk into the mattress.

-two hours later-

“Peter wake up, we gotta go.” Ned says shaking Peters body. Peter groaned as he shrugged Ned’s hands off. “We have to eat dinner.”

“You go… I’m not hungry.” Peter says keeping his eyes closed.

“Fine.” Ned says as he walks towards the door. “I’ll bring back some food though.” Peters just fell back asleep.

—after dinner—

“Hey Ned, uh- where’s Peter?” You say walking down the hall with Ned.

“Oh um Peter, he was tired, didn’t want to come down.” He said not daring to look in your eyes.

“O-okay-“ you were cut off by Flash grabbing you and Neds shoulder.

“We’re all gonna head to the pool in twenty minutes, you guys better be there!” Flash said running past you both.

“Lit!” Ned said excitedly. “I’m gonna see you in a few.” Ned says stopping at his door.

“Okay, see ya.” You say walking past him.

Mj was already in the room sitting on her bed with a book in her hand. “Hey, you going to the pool?” You said grabbing your duffel bag from the floor and lifting it on the bed.

“Yea but I’m not gonna swim, just sit on the side. You?” She says looking at you struggling to find something in your bag.

“Yea, just looking for my bathing suit.” You said finally pulling out your red bikini. “I’m gonna quickly change and we can go.

—Peter’s room—-

“Hey man everyone’s going to the pool right now, you coming?” Ned said as he got out of the bathroom to find Peter flipping through the channels.

“Is Y/N gonna be there?” Peter asks not looking away from the screen.

“Yea but-“

“Then I’m not going. I’m tired anyways and I need to study more.” Peter says finally settling on an old movie.

“C'mon man it’ll be fun. Everyone’s going-“

“I said no. Just go have fun.” Peter says. Ned just nods his head and exits the room.

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You looked around the pool, everyone was there. Everyone except for Peter. That’s it! I’m done with this bullshit.

“I’m gonna be right back,” you tell Mj as you leave the pool and head up to the rooms. You were still wearing your hoodie and shorts, still haven’t taken them off. However you were barefoot because who wears shoes when they go to the pool?

You stopped in front of Peter’s door, your hand hovering over the door. This was a bad idea. But before you back out, your hand came in contact with the door. No answer. You knocked again, this time louder. You heard shuffling around the room and someone unlocking the door. And then there he stood. Curls messed up, sweatpants hanging loosely around his hips and his gray sweater covering his hands. He looked like a mess, but he still managed to look flawless.

“Y/N?” Peter says looking at you and then around to see if anyone was with you. “W-what are… what are you doing here?” He said as his hand went through his hair.

“We need to talk.” You said as you tried not to blush, only images of his naked self popping into your head. Peter stepped out of the way, letting you walk in. He shut the door behind him, taking only a few steps forward. You turn on your heel so you could face him. Peter was looking at his hands as he played with the sleeves of his shirt.

“I already know you hate me, you don’t have to tell me.” Peter says quietly, you could hear his voice crack as he got the words out. And that was a sound you never wanted to here.

“What?!” You weren’t expecting to hear that. You say taking a step forward. Peter looks up at you meeting your gaze.

“You’ve been avoiding me like I’ve got the plague and when I go to ask you what’s up you blow up in my face! I’m so done with this bullshit. If you hate me or don’t wanna see me then fine, just don’t yell at my face saying it.” Peter says quickly looking away from you.

“Peter I don’t hate you. I’ve never hated you.” You say stepping closer to Peter. Now your just inches apart and you could see how much you hurt Peter. Fuck this wasn’t how it was suppose to go. “I’m sorry that I hurt you.” You say quietly.

“Y/N I can’t do this.” He says softly. You look up at him seeing his eyes glazed over.

“What do you mean you can’t do this?” No no no you messed up.

“I can’t do this,” he gestures between you and him, “you and me I can’t.”

You feel the pressure on your heart again, your losing him. “W-what, w-why?” Peter looks up at you.

“I can’t do this because I can’t deal with the fact that I can never be with you. That I can never kiss you, that I can never say how hot and sexy you look. When I can’t say your my girl every time you do something amazing which is everyday. When I can’t take you out on dates and treat you the way your supposed to be treated. When I can’t hold your hand in the hallways and make you feel like your the only girl in the world. When I can’t kiss every inch of your body and make you feel the pleasure you should feel… When I can’t love you the way you should be loved.” You stood there. Shock wasn’t even it, maybe it was. You just couldn’t breathe. He said everything you’ve thought would never happen. But he does, he wants you. After everything that’s happened… he wants you.

You tackle Peter to the ground with a hug. You straddle his hips between your legs, you lift your head up, cupping his cheeks with both your hands and you crash your lips with his. “I love you Peter Parker, I love you so much.” You say against his lips. Peter smiles in the kiss as he deepens it. His hands come up to hold your waist. He finally pulls back, reciprocating the words you said before.

“I love you too Y/ N Stark.” You continue to kiss. Your tongues moving in sync as your hands tangle in his hair. You both pull back to get some air, but that doesn’t stop Peter from trailing the kisses down your neck. You let out a breathy moan as he finds a spot on your neck and begins to suck.

“I was avoiding you Peter because I couldn’t stop thinking about you. The only thing I’ve been thinking about was you… in the shower.” Peter freezes, he pulls away from your neck slowly, you see his face red as a tomato.

“Oh-um uh a-about that-“ you cut him off before he could finish.

“Peter, every time I see you it’s like all the oxygen in the room has been removed and I-I just can’t breathe. And that was before seeing you naked in the shower. I’ve always liked you Peter, but after the shower I just couldn’t face you without being a horny teenager. Peter I love your smile and your laugh and your dumbass jokes that for some reason always has me dying on the floor. I love the endless nights we stay up watching movies that we’ve already watched a billion times, and when we’d play chess on the field. And I love it when you hold me at night, close to your body, telling me I’ll be okay, because I really feel okay when I’m with you. Peter you make me feel safe when no one else can. Peter I’m so in love you and it’s-it’s like a disease, I’m infected by Peter Parker.” You let out sigh, finally you got it all out. Peter has a huge smile that goes from ear to ear and makes his eyes crinkle.

“I’m in love with you too and everything about you.” Peter says pulling you back down into another kiss. This one more loving, it’s the kiss you have when you truly love someone. When you truly know there yours. You pull back as you caress Peters cheeks, a goofy smile on his face as he stares back up at you.

“I’m sorry I hurt you Peter, I’m so sorry.” You say softly, Peters hand comes up to cup your cheek.

“Y/N, you can never hurt me. I’m here for you, I’m always going to be here.” You smile down at Peter, as he pulls you in for another kiss. This one is more slow, and deep. Peter’s tongue explores  your mouth, as his hands trace the sides of your body. He retracts his tongue from your mouth, and traces down your jaw to your neck. You hands tangle in his hair, holding his head close to your body. Your breathing becomes heavy as he begins to suck the sweet spot between your neck and collarbone. His hands slip under your shirt as he holds your bare waist, rubbing his thumbs on your soft skin.

“P-Peter…let’s go to the bed.” Peter looks up at you and nods his head. He stands up, lifting you with him, your legs wrapped around his torso. He laid you down gently on his bed, as he continued to kiss down your neck. You slid back on the bed, to give room for Peter, who gladly comes on. He spreads your legs apart, as he settles himself between you. He reattaches your lips with his, as his hands tug at the hem of your hoodie. You sit up, lifting the hoodie above your head and throwing it to the side. You lay back down, waiting for Peter to continue. But he just stares at you, taking in your beauty. He’s seen you without a shirt on, he’s seen you without a bra on, but this is different then the other times. Your not doing this so he can cut you open, your not doing this because your drunk, your doing this because you want to. You soon become insecure under Tom’s gaze, your hands slide around your torso covering it. Peter takes your hands in his, as he kisses you again.

“Your the most beautiful girl in the world. And might I add very fucking hot.” You let out a soft chuckle as Peter kisses down your chest, his lips suck on the top of your breast, your bikini covering your nipples but you could still see a fare share. You soon feel the need for Peter to suck on you. So you arch your back, your hands slipping behind you as you unclasp the bikini top and throw it to the side. Peter freezes. “Fuck” he says under his breath. God you were the most amazing girl he’s ever met, and now you want him. It almost felt like a dream. Peter looks up into your eyes, his face becoming heated. “Um-uh c-can I t-touch em?” Peter says shyly. You smile back up at him.

“Yea Peter, you can touch em” Peter’s hands come down to cup your breasts, his fingers begin to roll his on your now hard nipples. You let out a breathy moan. Peter eye’s widen at hearing you, his head dips down, as he kisses the gap between your breasts. He wanted to hear the pretty noises again. He takes in your right nipple in his mouth. Your breathe hitches, as he begins to suck. Your hands return to Peters hair, pulling him closer to your chest. You let out a few moans, that send shivers down Peter’s spin. He does the same to your other breast. You then begin to tug on Peters shirt, he finally takes it off disgaurding it somewhere in the room. Your thighs rub together, trying to get some friction. Peter soon sees you struggling and begins to kiss down your chest until his lips are right above the waistband of your shorts. He looks up at you before he does anything.

“Um c-can I?” He asks, you nod down at him. He starts to pull your shorts down your legs until there fully off. He settles himself between your legs, coming back up to kiss you. You then feel it. His bulge touching your core. You both let out a gasp-moan type of thing. But that doesn’t stop you from grinding your hips on Peters, earning a few moans from him. Peter quickly sits up , dropping his sweats down and getting back on top of you, his erection was more visible through his boxers. The friction between the two of you was unbearable, but you didn’t know what to do. If you were being honest you were a little nervous, this was your first time. Peter continues to kiss your neck as his hands hold your breasts.

“P-Peter?” Peter picks up his hand and looks at you. You noticed his swollen lips, red cheeks and curls that fell onto his forehead. Fuck why does he look more attractive?! “I-I’ve never had sex.” You say quietly, a little embarrassed.  

“Same.” Your eyes widen, “We can stop. I’m not rushing into anything, I’m fine if you are. But we can stop.” Peter says quickly. he wanted to make you feel safe and comfortable. he didn’t want you to be pressured into anything. But you weren’t, you were just afraid that you might not be good. That Peter won’t like you anymore. If anything, you really did want lose your virginity right now, to Peter. Only Peter. You shake your head.

“No, I-I wanna keep going.” You say looking up at Peter innocently. And that just makes Peter’s love for you grow even more.

“Y/N you don’t have to-”

“I want too. I want to have sex with you Peter. Only you.” you say nodding your head.

Peters face became more flustered, “Okay.” he said leaning down to kiss you. “Give me a second,” he says jumping off the bed and running to his bag, which laid by the bathroom door. You saw him shuffle through his clothes, until he came back with a… condom.

“You seem prepared?” you say teasingly. Peter hopes back on the bed, as he came back between your legs.

“Well um, when we got off the bus, Flash gave all the guys condoms saying that we might get laid and we should be prepared.” Peter says, as his cheeks became more red. You let out a soft laugh, that seems to ease Peter’s nerves. Peter dips down connecting your lips together. He moved his kisses down your body until he was by your bikini bottoms. He hooked his fingers around the sides, but looked up at you one more time. “Are you sure?”

“Yes Peter, I’m sure.” And with that, Peter slid them down your legs until they were on the ground on the other side of the room. Your legs were spread apart, and Peter was between you. Peter was only inches away from your throbbing core. As eyes widened when he noticed how wet you were.

“Fuck, that shouldn’t be legal.” He says coming closer. You let out a breathy laugh. He soon got close enough that you could feel his breath against your heat. Peter left kisses along your inner thigh.

“P-Peter, please.” you say as you watched Peter between you. Peters eyes flicked up to see your begging ones. A smirk was plastered on his face as he took a bold lick up your folds. You let out a moan, as your hand comes to hold onto his hair. Peter begins to suck your clit as his hands held your waist. Soon enough, you feel a finger slip inside you. You gasp at the sudden movement but relax at the pleasure of his finger inside you. He then slipped in another finger as he began to pump you. He continued to suck your clit as his finger curled inside you. You the get a feeling in your stomach that you’ve never felt before. You’ve read stuff online, so your pretty sure this is a build up to an orgasm. “P-Peter-“ you get cut off when you no longer feel Peters fingers inside you. You open your eyes, which you hadn’t realized were closed. They landed on … Peter sucking his dripping fingers. He took out his fingers with a ‘pop’.

“Your so fucking good,” he said licking his lips.

“Peter… please.” You say breathlessly.

“Please what,” Peter whispers in your ear as he kisses under your ear. Your fingers come up to the waistband of his boxers. You tug on them a little.

“I need you inside me Peter. I need you to fuck me, please.” Your practically begging now.

“As you wish.” Peter sits up on his knees lowering his boxers down until his length came up slapping against his chest.

“Fuck-“ you never thought you’d Peter Parker naked in front of you again.

“I should probably text Ned to stay with Flash for the night,” you just nod, not taking your eyes off of the boy you love. Peter was kneeling between your legs, fully naked, texting his friend. You saw his cock twitch, and you couldn’t help it. Your soft hands wrapped around his hard length. And you begin to pump. Your hand sliding up and down his shaft. Peter almost drops his phone as he lets out a moan. “F-Fuck Y/N.” Peter hits send as he drops his phone to the side, ripping the condom open. “I need to be inside you.” Is all he says as he slips the condom into his cock. You lay back down on the bed as he comes between you. One hand was on one side of your head keeping his balance, the other held his cock. “It’s going to hurt when I go in. But it will feel good after.” Peter says as he looks into your eyes.

“Okay,” you saw smiling at Peter.

“Okay, if you want me to stop just tell me.” You nod your head, as Peter crashes his lips with yours. “I love you so much,” he says against your lips.

“I love you too.”

“Okay ready.” Peter says as his head teases your folds.

“Yes I’m ready.” And with that, Peter guides himself, pushing into you. His head falls on your shoulder as he lets out a loud groan.

“Fuckkk!- your so t-tight.” He says trying to hold still. You had to admit it, it hurt. But after adjusting a little you told peter he could start moving. Peter intertwined your hands as he kissed you deeply. His thrusts were slow and deep. The pain quickly turned to pleasure, his length slipping in and out of you, hitting your walls.

“F-fuck Peter…. please go f-faster” You say, Peter picks up the speed. He slids in and out, his thrusts hitting the perfect spot. But you needed more. “Fuck Peter!” You yell out when you feel his lips reattaching to your breasts. He couldn’t help himself, he loved the noises that left your lips. He loved the noises that he made leave your lips.

“I-I read online… if you d-do this, you hit a different spot.” Peter picked up one of your legs resting them on his shoulder, he readjusted himself so he was more on his knees as he hit a spot you’ve never felt. It was so much deeper. You moaned loudly, practically screaming. It felt so good. as he slammed into you. “T-there it is”, he said continuing to hit the same place earning louder moans from you. You soon feel the knot you felt earlier.

“F-fuck, I think I-I’m gonna come.” Peter picks up the speed as his hand came down to rub circles on your clit. Your head fell back in ecstasy. You fingers grazed Peters back. Crescents and red marks decorated Peters back.

“Come for me.” Peter says as you begin to unravel. Peter continues as you clench around his cock earning a loud moan from him. His thrusts become sloppy as he sucks on your neck. Soon enough Peter’s head rests on your shoulder as a loud moan escapes his lips. You and Peter stay like the for a few more minutes until it starts to hurt.

“P-peter can you pull out?” You say softly, Peter quickly pulls out.

“S-sorry.” He says flopping down next to you. He leans in planting his lips against yours as a real sorry.

“That was-“

“Amazing.” Peter says kissing you once more.

“Yea really amazing. Thank you.” You say softly as you looked into his chocolate orbs.

“No, thank you for trusting me with this.” Peter says kissing your forehead. “I love you.” Peter says.

“I love you too.” Peter soon got off the bed. Going into the bathroom. He wet a towel before he came back. He cleans you up first, spreading your legs and softly rubbing the towel on your core and around, cleaning the mess. Then doing the same for himself. He picks up your bikini bottoms and hoodie handing them to you as he slips on his boxers. “I really like that hoodie,” Peter says with a smirk as you put on the hoodie, letting it fall down your chest.

You looked down at the hoodie your eyes widening. You forgot you even had this, you just threw stuff into your bag hoping you got everything. This was Peter’s hoodie. The one he gave you after that night in his room. You felt your face heat up as you played with the sleeves of the hoodie. “Oh I um I just threw whatever I found on.”

“You look amazing in it.” He says sitting back down on the bed, pulling your body into his.

“Can I stay here for the night?” You ask quietly. “I want you to hold me.” Peter looks down at you, as a smile tugs on his lips.

“Of course,” He pulls the blankets out as he let’s you crawl under and soon follows. When the blankets came above the both of you, Peter pulled you close to his chest. You rested your head on his shoulder as your legs slipped between his. Your hand traced shapes on his bare chest. Peter kissed the top of your head as he relaxed into your touch. He missed this. He missed you. He vowed to himself to never let anything happen to you. He was never going to let someone hurt you, or make you feel like you need to prove yourself. Because you are perfect just the way you are. And he was going to protect you anything and everything. “Goodnight beautiful.” Peter whispers as you fall asleep in his arms.

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A/N: I just felt like in this part there should be smut, sorry if it was unexpected, but I thought it was cute.  And Part 13 will probably be the last part to this series, I might have an epilogue idk. I’m gonna open requests soon, so keep checking! Love y’all ;) 

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God I really love this series I can’t wait to read more. 

Finally Found My Way

Part 11

Warning: language, anxiety, fluff 

Summary: After four years of being tortured by hydra, you were finally back, yours powers stronger than ever. But that was not all.

Word Count: 5.9K

A/N: If you haven’t noticed yet, but I don’t really read over these, so its unedited. I sometimes read them like a day or two later and edit them, so sorry if some stuff sound weird. But I hope you enjoy it! 

(gif not related to story, just really love it and wanted to post it.)

You couldn’t sleep all week. The nightmares returning, the yelling and sweateness and panting. You couldn’t sleep anymore. Because Peter wasn’t holding you. Yes that sounds pathetic and weak, but you had to admit it. Peter made you feel safe, and safe is sleep. But this was all mostly your fault. You avoided Peter at all costs. You trained on different times, telling Steve you had a lot of work and couldn’t do it at your usually time. Steve obviously changed it, making you feel as comfortable as possible. You went to the library during lunch, MJ usually tagged along, not wanting to spend the whole lunch with just the guys. You avoided Peters faze during the classes you had with him. Thank god MJ was your lab partner.

But soon enough, Friday came rolling around.

“Hey, so we still on at your place?” Ned says as you and him walked down the halls to your locker.

“My place?” You say forgetting you had asked them to come over.

“Yea, you said on Monday that movie night was gonna be at your place. Unless you don’t want to-“ Ned says seeming a little disappointed, he really wanted to see the conpound.

“Oh yea yea, no it’s still at my place,” you said, “um is-is uh Peter coming,” you quietly said as you closed your locker.

“Yea pretty sure!” Ned says happily. “I’m just gonna stop at my house and I’ll be at your place at 6!” Ned says jogging off.

FUCKKKKKKKK, what are you gonna do now???? You had successfully avoided Peter, but now, NOW he’s coming and you will have to face him, be in the same room as him. What are you suppose to say? Sorry I walked in on you jacking off, it really turned me on?! Like the fuck?

You race over to the compound as the million of scenarios flipped through your mind. You could always cancel? But that would be mean, they were really excited to come. Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckkkk

You walk into the compound, finding your Dad and Rhodey talking in the kitchen. “Hey, dad.” You say dropping your bag down and sitting on the stole next to the counter. “I have some friends coming over in a few minutes, please don’t bother us with you stories and tech, I don’t need you showboating.” You say taking a bite of your apple.

Tony gives you an offended look, “Heyyyyy, I thought you liked my stories!”

You roll your eyes, “I do the first time, not the other thirty times.” You say. “And they’ll most likely want a tour, so I’m also gonna do that, so don’t freak out when you see some teenagers walking around.

“Yea ok, just don’t let them touch anything, I don’t need another teenager breaking a suit,” he says eyeing you down.

“Hey! That was one time!” You say as your dad rolls his eyes and continues his conversation with Rhodey.

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Ned was the first to arrive, not wanting to be late and missing out on anything. Mj and Fladh came at the same time, greeting you with a hug. Flash tried to contain his excitement, but you could see right through him.

“So you guys wanna your?” You say as they all stood up in amazement.

“Yea!” They all yell.

“Shouldn’t we wait for Peter though?” Mj says, following you down the hall.

“Oh um he knows his place around.” You say trying to sound calm. Because anytime someone brought up Peter, all you could see was his hand working on his throbbing, hot, long cock- stop, not now Y/N

You first show them the lab, they look at the equipment and technology in amazement, Bruce gives you a strange look before you smile and wave your hand at him. “Is that the HULK!” Flash says a little to excitedly.

You let out a small chuckle, “Yea, but he goes by Bruce here.” You say as Flash’s face reddens a bit. You continue to show them around, leading them to the hallways of bedrooms, passing by Sam and Bucky, earning gasps from Ned and Flash, MJ knew how to keep her cool. “And lastly the training room,” You say opening the doors to the training room taking a step inside. They all did a 360 turn, looking at every angle in the room. Ned stops facing a wall, as he brought his hand up and pointed in that direction.

“What happened there?” He said, you turn to see what he’s pointing at, your face falls blank as you stare at the whole in the wall, it was slowly being rebuilt. You stare at it for a little too long, making your friends give you a questioning look.

“Y/N? You ok?” Mj says, as she reached to touch your shoulder. You quickly snap out of your state and shKe your head. You turn giving them a forced smile.

“Y-yea, everything’s fine. Someone just had an accident and the wall was the victim.” You say walking towards the door. “So, wanna watch the movie now?” They all turn giving each other looks of confusion, but nod there heads following you out the door to the common room.

About thirty minutes passed until Peter finally came. “Sorry I’m late, I just had…some things.” He says dropping his bag to the side of the couch.

“It’s fine, we’re only a few minutes into the movie.” Ned says not taking his eyes off the tv. You and MJ snuggled under a fluffy blanket on the couch. Ned sat cris-crossed on the floor in front of the couch with a bowl of popcorn in his lap, and Flash laid next to him, occasionally reaching to get popcorn.

“Cool…what movie is this?” He says looking at the tv screen trying to figure out what movie it is.

“Robin Hood.” Mj answers.

“Robin Hood?” Peter repeats, the movie just came out yesterday, how did you get it?

“Yea! Tony Stark was sitting here when we came and said that he gets it early because he liked Robin Hood, then he told us a really cool story about one of his huge Halloween parties and he went as Robin Hood.” Ned says enthusiastically, as you rolled your eyes teasingly.

“Nice,” Peter says, as he casually takes a seat on the couch…next to you. The common room was pretty big, there was more than one couch in the room, but nope. He decides to sit in the same one your sitting on, only about three inches away.

You felt your heart picking up, you tried focusing on the movie, (it was actually really good so far, damn Taron Everton is hot af) but you couldn’t help your gaze slip a little, looking at Peters profile. Peter also couldn’t help but take a few glances at you here and there. He couldn’t stop thinking about, you were the only thing he was thinking about. Why weren’t you talking to him? Had he done something wrong?

When your eyes move to take another sneak peak at Peter, his eyes were already on you. You both lock eyes, just staring deep into the other eyes. Peter watched as your eyes sparkled even in the dark and you watched as his chocolate brown eyes stared back at yours. And that’s when it came back. The water in his hair, the curls sticking to his forehead. His lips between his teeth, the few moans that left his lips-

You quickly got up from your seat on the couch, making Mj shift her whole position because her head was resting on your shoulder, “I-I’m j-just g-gonna go to the…bathroom.” You say, Mj surprised at your sudden moves. You quickly make your way out of the common room, as you walked down the hall until you were in a corner. You lean your forehead against the wall, as you hand came up to touch the wall for support. You stayed there until your breathing calmed. But it soon picked up when you felt a hand on your shoulder. You quickly turn around taking ahold of the persons wrist twisting there hand around their back as you pushed them against the wall.

“It’s just me man,” Peter says his words a little muffled because his face was smooshed against the wall. You quickly retract your hand as you take a step back.

“S-sorry.” You say looking down at the ground.

“Are you okay?” Peter says taking a step forward.

“Y-yea always.” You say forcing smile out.

“Um- y-you’ve been avoiding me?” Peter says rubbing the back of his head.

“W-what pffffffft no, I-I’ve just been uh busy.” You say rocking back and forth on your heels.

“Busy? Since when are you to busy to say hi?” Peter says, his voice a little hurt that your lying to him because he knows when your lying.

“I’ve just been busy Peter, ok, just leave me alone.” You snap at him. Why is this so difficult! Just tell him how you feel, stop hiding! Why did you have to yell at him? FUCK.

“Fine,” Peter says rolling his eyes and going back to the common room. He doesn’t know what he did to upset you, but he wasn’t gonna stand there and get yelled at  and if you wanted to be left alone, then he’ll go, you know where to find him.

You wait a few minutes until you go back. When you enter you see that no one has moved from there seats, except Peter. He wasn’t there. “Um hey, uh- w-where’s Peter?” You ask.

“Oh he said May needed him back home for something, he said he’ll see us on the field trip on Monday.” Ned answers.

“Field trip?” What field trip???

“Remember the Decathlon field trip on Monday. We’re going to DC again.” Mj answers looking at you strangely. “Y/N are you okay?”

You look down at at Mj, moving over to sit next to her. “Yea I’m fine, it just slipped from my brain.”

“Your still coming though?” Ned says turning around to face you, Flash does the same.

“You have to come, if we win this we’re gonna go to finals and we need you!” Flash says.

“Yea I’m coming, don’t worry.” They all nodded their heads in response, turning there attention back to the movie.

For the rest of the time, you couldn’t focus on the movie. Why? Peter’s why. Why did he have to be so cute? Why did he have to be so nice, so caring, so sweet, so, so…so Peter! It was unfair, should you tell him how you feel? No! You can’t, it would just complicate things. And besides if you did, you would just hurt him. That’s all you are, you are dangerous. People can’t come too close to you because you’ll just end up killing them. Your not going to let Peter end up the way Wade did.

Flash drove Ned and Mj home after the movie. It was actually a nice night, besides the whole Peter thing, which was still on your mind, it was nice. You close the door, as the car leaves. You made your way back to the common room, laying back down on the stack of blankets.

“Hey kid,” Bucky says taking a seat by your head. You make room for him, laying your head down on his lap. Bucky brought his hand up to play with your hair as you let out an annoyed grunt. Not because of Bucky. “What’s wrong?” Bucky asks, as he continued to stroke your hair.

“Everything! Everything is just ughhhh.” you say closing your eyes in frustration.

“Was the movie not good?” Bucky asks, confused at your sudden annoyance.

“No, the movie was good, you should watch it actually- no but it’s just- ugh it’s just Peter.” You say opening your eyes, locking them with Bucky’s, as he stopped stroking your hair and just placed his hand atop of your head.

“What about Peter?” Bucky says sturnly, “Did he hurt you? Because I swear if he did-” You sat up, placing your hand on Bucky’s shoulder.

“No, no he didn’t do anything. Well he did, but not intentionally, it’s actually my fault, I don’t know what I’m thinking, I don’t even think I am thinking. It’s just everything and I don’t know, I just don’t know like-” Bucky takes his hand in his.

“Hey, hey, calm down. It’s just me, you can tell me. Just take a breathe first.” Bucky says as his eyebrows furrowed.

You nod your head, and take a deep breathe in, letting it out a few seconds later. “I think… I think I like Peter.” You say your eyes looking down at your hands in Bucky’s. “But I can’t, I can’t like him.” You say quickly after.

“Why can’t you like him?” Bucky says, as a smile tugs on his lips.

“It’s just he’s- why are you smiling?” You say looking at Bucky’s face. Buckys puts his hands up in surrender.

“I’m not!” He says as the smile grows.

“Yes you are! I’m not saying anything.” You say as you drop your head on the other side of the couch, burying your face into the pillows and blankets.

“Hey, c’mon, I can’t help the smiling, but I won’t say anything. C’mon doll,” Bucky’s says as he shakes your shoulder a little. You turn your head so you could see his face.

“Fine.” You let out, as you sit back up. “I can’t like him because I…I don’t wanna hurt him,” You say the last part quietly, as your eyes dropped down to your hands again.

“Hurt him?” Bucky says, as the smile fades away and a more concern expression appears.

“Yea…everyone that comes too close, get’s hurt.” You say as all the memories of you hurting people appears. You remember the night they took Wade away, the stories you’ve heard of Steve and Bucky loosing it after you disappeared. The times Tony’s beat himself up about you.

“Y/N, you don’t hurt people,” Bucky says, as he sat closer to you, putting his hand on your lap.

You shake your head, “No, I do! I hurt you guys, I hurt Wade, I almost killed Peter!” You feel the tears pushing against you eyes, trying to break free. No, don’t cry. Bucky lifts your chin up softly, so you could see his face.

“That’s not your fault. Y/N you can’t hurt us because we’re always gonna be here. What happened to Peter, wasn’t your fault, and he’s fine. Y/N, you can’t expect everything to be your fault. Not everything is on you.” You shake your head.

“Well it is, I’m dangerous and- and I can’t control it. I-I don’t wanna hurt you guys. I’m going to protect you guys, b-because I’m not a baby anymore.” You feel a few tears run down your cheek. Bucky brushes the tears away. “S-stop,” you says as you push his hands away and wipe there tears away yourself. You don’t need him to see you when your weak.

“Y/N you can cry.” Bucky says, as his heart aches seeing you like this. You shake your head frantically.

“No, I can’t, it’s weak. I’m-I’m not weak,” You say as more tears fall down and you struggle to wipe them. Bucky takes ahold of your wrists, bringing them down, as he locked eyes with yours.

“Y/N showing your feelings is not a sign of weakness. You can let it out… it will make it better.” Bucky says as he wraps his arms around your shaking your body. You don’t protest, you shed a few tears, as it soaked up his shirt.

“I-I’m s-sorry Bucky, y-you can’t s-see me like t-this,” You say not trying to push away, as you continued to cry quietly, trying to contain the loud sobs for escaping.

Bucky’s rubs your hair, as he pulled you closer, “No, don’t be sorry, don’t you ever say sorry for showing me how you feel.” You nod your head against his chest, as you continued to let everything out. It wasn’t as bad as the first time, but it did relieve the stress you had. You cried until you grew tired and feel asleep against Bucky’s chest. Bucky let you rest on the couch, as he stroked your hair, trying to take all the pain away from you.

Bucky heard footsteps coming down the hall and then chattering. Steve and Tony. As they entered the room, there discussion abruptly stopped when the saw you laying on Bucky. Your face wet and red. Tony opened his mouth, but Bucky brought his hand up to his mouth, telling them to stay quiet so you don’t wake up. Bucky slowly brought your head up and set it down gently on the couch, as he walked towards Tony and Steve. You shifted a little mumbling something in your sleep, as you became comfortable again.

Bucky let Steve and Tony back into the hallway, so they could talk normally, without waking you up. Tony started, “What happened? Is she okay? Did someone hurt her?”

“She’s just fighting with herself.” Bucky said as he looked in the direction of the common room.

“What do you mean?” Steve said as he crossed his arms.

“She think’s…she thinks she’s dangerous, she thinks if she drops her guard or comes too close she can hurt….us.” Bucky says.

“Us? She can’t hurt us?” Steve says in disbelief of what you said.

“She says she has to protect us,” Bucky continues. Tony stays silent, as his breathe became heavy.

“Protect us? W-what- why, she’s just sixteen, this shouldn’t be all on her.” Steve says, rubbing his face. “Tony, what are we gonna do?” Steve tries to think what could’ve happened in those four years for them to break you.

Tony shakes his head, “I-I don’t know.” they all look at each other waiting for someone to think of a way to help you. But everyones silent.

Steve, Bucky and Tony all ended up sleeping in the common room, they wanted to stay with you all night. Tony sat beside you, bringing your head up to rest on his lap. Bucky laid on the couch beside yours, and Steve laid on the ground close to your couch as well. There were more couches in the room, but they wanted to stay close to you even if you guys were in the same room.

You ended up getting one of your dreams, you started shifting on Tony’s lap. This was the first time Tony and Bucky have seen you in the middle of one. Steve remembered the first time he’s seen on of yours. Tony didn’t know if he should wake you up or not. Tony instead pulls you closer to him, wrapping his arms around you. You begin to whimper, and sweat. Steve got up, and sat next to you. Bucky say up from the couch, leaning his elbows on his knees. They all felt useless, they didn’t know what to do.

You then shot up from Tony’s chest, screaming. You rub your eyes, as you caught your breathe. That’s when you feel all the bodies surrounding you. You quickly jump off the couch, tripping on the blankets that tangled your feet, and falling face down in the middle of the common room. You feel hands on your shoulders, you bring your hands up to defend yourself as you closed your eyes. When the person turns you over, you throw a punch out, but there quick to grab your wrist, you throw your other hand out, they grab that one as well. You started to kick your feet, and you start sqwerming on the floor. This has never happened before. Who’s touching me?! You start panicking, Peter’s the only one that’s held you during the dreams. But this, this isn’t Peter.

You feel the person, sit on top of you, locking your hips between there legs, they held your wrist on either side of your head. You start shaking your head side to side. Another set of hands come to hold your head. Is this when your gonna die? You hear people talking, but’s it’s muffled because of your up coming panic attack. You feel a weight on your chest, your chest going up and down, as you try to breathe. You feel the tears coming down your face. I can’t breathe, I can’t breathe! You start to cry out. You can’t breathe.

Steve was on top of you, he held your now glowing hands.

“Get off her, she’s having a panic attack!” Tony yells, as he starts to see you try to breathe.  

“Her hands-” Steve says, but Tony is quick to start.

“Get off her NOW!” Tony is starting to panic. Steve quickly gets off you. Bucky picks you up, letting you sit up right. Your eyes are still shut, as you still cried out. Tony sits in front of your, he takes your glowing hands in one of his. They burned his hand, but he didn’t let go. Tony brought his other hand up to cup your cheek. You continued to yell, and scream. Tony’s hand started to bleed.

“What’s happening?!” Nat came running into the room, the rest of the team following behind her. They all looked between you, Tony, Steve and Bucky. Thor pushed past everyone making his way towards you. Tony tried talking to you, but you couldn’t hear him.

“Move aside, Stark.” Thor says as he crouched down beside Tony.

“No!” Tony says, the pain starting to get to him. But he didn’t care, you were his daughter, this shouldn’t be happening to you. Thor grew annoyed. He saw your arms and chest start to glow as well, he couldn’t let you explode, not here, at least. So he pushed Tony aside, making Tony fall to his side. Thor picked you up as you continued to cry in pain. It was no longer just breathing, it was physical pain. You didn’t know what was happening, but when Steve was holding you down, it just brought back all the times they use to trap you done and do procedures on you.

Thor ran outside, until he was across the massive field in the back of the compound. And just on cue, you let out a massive cry as the energy from your body releases, destroying all the trees and equipment that was by the edge of the field. Thor was there though, he could take the pain. What could you say, he was the God of the Thunder. Thor sat down on the ground, he kept you on his lap. He noticed the rest of the team at the far end of the compound watching it all go down. That’s when you begin to move, you open your eyes, seeing Thor’s face above you. He gives you a smile, the smile you let out when something finally goes right. You start to sit up on his lap.

“W-what happened?” you say looking around, seeing the trees fallen down and burnt up.

“Little stark, you had what we Asgardians call a night-terror.s”

“Night-terros?” you say as you felt the breeze go through your body.

“It’s when your in a dream, and it comes out into the real world, your powers…you lost control.” You shake your head, as Thor pulled you closer.

“Did-Did I hurt anyone? Thor did I hurt you?” You push away checking his body for any cuts or blood. But there was nothing. Thor lets out a soft chuckle, as he took your hand in his large ones.

“Oh little stark, I’m a God, your silly for thinking that.” You laugh with Thor, as you realize he’s right. But the mood dies down when you turn your head to find the team standing on the other side of the field. “We should go back,” Thor says, standing up, letting you stand by him, he held your hand as the two of you walked across the field. You soon saw, your dad holding a towel around his hand. You and Thor were just a few feet away from everyone, but Tony couldn’t wait, He ran towards you until his arms were wrapped around you. He let out a sigh of relief when he felt you wrap your arms around him. You guys stay like the for quite some time until Steve pats Tony’s shoulder telling him they should go back inside.

Tony pulled away, his hand came up to pushing back some loose hair that came to your face. He then checked your face for any cuts or scars, let me rephrase that, he checked your face for any new cuts or scars. You let out a weak laugh, “I’m fine, dad.” Tony then held your cheek his thumb caressing your cheekbone. You saw his glazed eyes, and it broke your heart.

“You scared me sweetheart,” Tony says softly. You wrap your arms around his torso.

“I’m sorry Dad.” You pulled away taking Tony’s hand in yours. You moved the towel and examined the burnt flesh. It was bad. His whole palm was bleeding and you felt him tense up when you touched it. You started shaking your head, you felt the tears run down your cheeks. You hurt him. You hurt him. You hurt him!

Tony retracted his hand, lifting your chin up to see him, he brushed your the tears coming down your cheeks. “I’m fine sweetie.” You shake your head ‘no’

“N-no it’s not fine. I hurt you. I-I hurt you dad. Me n-not some bad guy, I did.” Tony wrapped the towel around his hand again, pulling you close to him after. He rested his chin on top of your head as you cried in his chest. “I-I’m s-so sorry daddy, I didn’t m-mean too.” Tony stroked your hair as you continued to sob.

“It’s not your fault. It’s not that bad anyways, and I know you weren’t in control.”

“But it was me.” You whisper to yourself.

Tony took you back into the compound, he settled back into the couch, letting you rest your head on his shoulder. The rest of the team went back to their rooms, in Tony’s order. You were weak. You knew after taking out all your energy you would feel weak afterwards. Your body felt numb.

“What do you wanna watch,” Tony said as he rubbed your arm up and down.

“Whatever you want,” Tony looked down at you, his eyes widened.

“Since when have you ever not wanted to pick the movie,” he said teasingly.

“Since I hurt you,” You say making the mood die down. Tony’s face drowned.

“Y/N, I said I’m fine, you didn’t hurt me.” You lifted yourself up, so you were sitting up looking at Tony.

“But dad I did, I hurt you, I lost control of these bullshit powers! I hurt you dad and you can’t say it’s not my fault because it was me, it was my hands, it was my body and it was my powers. D-daddy I don’t want you to be afraid of me.” Oy choked back the sob from escaping your throat. Tony’s heart shattered right then and there. He pulled you into his arms once more.

“Y/N, sweetie, I’ll never be afraid of you. Your my little girl, I’ll be afraid for you never of you. You have to understand that.” Tony said into your hair. You nodded in response, still holding onto him for dear life.

You ended up picking Robin Hood, you didn’t really pay much attention before, but you ended up falling asleep on Tony in the first ten minutes of the movie. He stayed with you the whole night. Thankfully you were too drained to have a dream, and just had a dreamless sleep. Tony stayed awake though, not wanting anything to happen if he fell asleep.

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You slept through all of Saturday. Tony only left your side to use the bathroom. He didn’t dare move you from your spot, afraid to wake you. The rest of the team took their turns sitting with you. Tony brought his computer when he sat with you, so he could finish some work when you were resting.

Soon enough, you woke up Sunday afternoon. You shifted in your sleep, which wasn’t much surprise because you moved a lot in your sleep. But you brought your arms above your head as you stretched out your body. When tony noticed this movement, he slapped his computer closed putting it down on the table. The rest of the team were spread out around the room, but when they saw Tony’s sudden movements they quickly made there way to the couch you laid on. They all circled around you.

You rubbed your eyes, and they fluttered open. “Jesus-!” You yell grabbing your chest at the sudden faces circling you. “Can’t a girl get a few minutes of sleep.” You say seating up. They all ignored what you said as they came around the couch sitting in front of you.

“Are you feeling better?” Steve said.

“Yea I guess.” You looked around the room seeing all their concerned faces. “Why does it look like someone died?”

Tony answered this one, as he put his hand down on your lap, making you turn your attention to him. “Peanut… you’ve been asleep… for a day and a half.”

“What?!” You looked at your family, seeing their faces as they nodded. “Why didn’t you guys wake me? I missed a whole day!” You don’t know why you were angry. Maybe it was because they all watched you sleep. Your helpless weak body, on the couch unguarded.

“Wake you? Y/N you needed the rest.” Bucky said confused at your attitude.

“I’m not weak; I don’t need sleep.” You say rubbing your face with your hands in frustration.

“Since when was sleeping a weakness?” Steve questions.

“Since every time I sleep I lose control, and fucking blow something up!” They all stay silent, as you beat yourself up about this. “I’m not weak,” you whisper, but Tony heard.

“We never said you were weak, we just said you needed the rest after what happened.” Tony rubbed your back. I’m not weak. I’m not weak. Wait you were asleep all day. On the couch. On a Saturday. When Peter has training. You picked up your head from your hands looking at Steve in shock.

“What? What’s wrong,” Steve said as a rush of worriedness and concern came in.

“Did Peter see me? Did he see me asleep here.” You wanted to know if Peter saw you asleep, because your body gave out. You wanted to know if he cared enough to come. Steve relaxed when he heard what you said.

“No he said he was busy helping his Aunt with something this weekend, can’t make it to training.” A have Steve a small nod, but a small part of you wanted Peter to come. A small part of you wanted him to hold you. To keep your body close to his, to kiss your forehead when the dreams would start up. To trace shapes on your arms. But no, he wasn’t busy with aunt may he was avoiding you. You pushed him away and now he’s gone.

“I’m gonna go pack.” You say softly standing up, but that caused everyone else to stand up.

“Pack? Pack for what?” Clint says as he stood in front of you. Tony and the rest stood beside him not allowing you to move.

“The decathlon trip tomorrow. We’re only staying for the night and coming back Tuesday. No biggy.” You say as you try to get around them, but Tony steps in front of you this time.

“Your not going.” He says.

“What?!” You say confused.

“Y/N your not going. Not after all this, we need to help you, you need to stay low.”

“Stay low- I have to go. And I’m fine. I got a day of sleep, I’m healthy and thriving.” You say sarcastically.

“Your not going. End of discussion.” He stays sternly.

“End of discussion my ass, I said I was going they are all counting on me.” Steve says language under his breath but just receives a slap to the arm from Bucky and Sam.

“And I’m your father and I don’t need you losing it.” You released a half-hearted chuckle.

“Wow dad. And you ask me why I didn’t say anything.” Your face becomes serious again. “This is why, I knew if you guys found out, you would treat me like I’m a fucking child-“

“Watch your mouth,” Tony says.

“Really?! Are you kidding. I’m going and that’s the end of the discussion. I don’t have time to whine about my problems when my team needs me. And I’m fine for your information, you don’t need to lock me down in the compound, because I’m perfectly fine.” You said, you took a deep breath, as you looked back into Tony’s. “You have to trust me dad.”

Tony pulled you into a hug, you wrapped your arms around him. “I just don’t want you to be alone. I don’t want you getting hurt.” He says against your head. A smile spreads across your face.

“I’ll be fine dad. I promise.”

“Awwwwwwwwww,” You hear the whole team say. You and tony pulled away rolling your eyes. But they all come into a big family hug, everyone squishing the other. It was annoying, but it was sweet. It just showed how much everyone cared for the other.

-

“Call me if anything happens. Anything at all. Actually call me when you get there, and when you get to the hotel and when you wake up the next day. But if you need to call me at night you can. If you feel yourself losing it call me. I’ll answer don’t worry. Also send a text, I might call after though because you know I don’t like texting. Actually forget what I said, don’t really forget it, I’ll just call you every hour just to check with you, you can call me though if-“ you put your hand on your dad’s shoulder to stop him from talking anymore. You give him a soft smile easing his nerves.

“I’m gonna be fine dad. Don’t worry.” Your dad returns the smile.

“I’m never gonna stop worrying. Your my little girl.” He says pulling you into a hug. He holds you a little too long that you have to tap his shoulder.

“Ok dad, I have to go now.” Tony pulled away nodding his head. You opened the car door, slipping out and grabbing your duffel bag from the trunk. You start walking to the bus before you head your dad’s voice. You turn on your heel as you looked at your dad from the car window he rolled down.

“Love you peanut!” He yelled as he waved to you.

“Love you too!” You yelled back waving back to him.

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A/N: hoped you liked part 11, I’m really enjoying writing this series. Already started writing Part 12.

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Just caught up with this series and it’s wonderful!

Finally found the way

PART 1

(Peter Parker x !stark reader)

Summary: After four years of being tortured by hydra, you were finally back, yours powers stronger than ever. But that was not all.

Word count: 853

The pain wouldn’t stop, you couldn’t keep your eyes open any longer. “Y/N, Y/N, please you gotta stay with me,” you could recognize that voice anywhere, but your breathing started to slow down and then you closed your eyes. “No! Come on Y/N come on!” Peter quickly stopped the blood with his webs. He could hear the yells getting closer. Peter quickly picked you up, and started running into the woods. After running for so long, Peter stopped and put you down slowly on the ground. He could see the blood dripping from the webs. He wasn’t ready to give up, he just found you, after four years! He finally found you and he wasn’t ready to let you go. That’s when he saw lights in the distance, and he heard the cars. He quickly picked you up and started running in that direction.

It was pitch black out and the road had no street lights but Peter didn’t care he saw a few cars run by, but when he finally got onto the road he just stood in the middle. A car was coming towards you guys, you were still unconscious in his arms. Peter started waving his hands and the car finally stopped. The driver jumped out of the car, “Hey you can’t stand in the middl- WAIT YOUR SPIDER-MAN!!” Peter couldn’t deal with this right now but he really needed the ride.

“Yea, yea please I need your help.” Peter started walking towards the car. That’s when the driver finally saw you unconscious in Spider-mans arms. “What happened?”

“I need you to take us to the hospital, she’s running out of time.” Peter opened the backdoor and laid you down across the seat. He quickly got in behind you. The driver got in and started driving quickly. “Do you have a spare shirt or blanket?” Peter asked. “Yea there one on the floor.” Peter picked up the shirt of the floor and looked back at you. The webs were drenched in blood and Peter knew that if he put more it still wouldn’t stop the bleeding. He lifted up your shirt and took the webs off. He then wrapped your left ribs with blanket, he then put his hand on the wound to stop the bleeding. “Are we close!” Peter couldn’t wait, he couldn’t breathe in the mask, it was too much, he should’ve called for backup. “Yes I’m going as fast as I can… ok ok we’re here.” The driver quickly parked the car in front of the emergency room and ran to open the door for Peter. Peter grabbed you and started running into the hospital, “CAN I GET SOME HELP HERE… PLEASE!” A doctor turned around and saw you in Spider-Man’s arms she ran to you calling for a gurney. Peter put you down on the gurney as they rolled you away. “Please help her-“ peter fell to the ground and everything went black.

Doctors flooded around him, they quickly picked up peter and put him into an emergency room. “Should we… take off the mask?” One doctor said, “yes.” another answered. They read over and take off the mask. The gasp “he’s just a kid”. They soon saw the bleeding from peters stomach and back, he was shot twice and never realized it because he was thinking of you.

“Take her into the OR, she lost a lot of blood!” They took you into the operating room right away.

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You slowly opened your eyes. You tried sitting up but just fell back into the bed, you could feel the pain in the side of your body, but it felt better than before. You looked around the room and saw all the wires that you were hooked up to. Then you noticed the glass door in front of you, chains we’re locking them shut. That’s when you started panicking and you breathing was becoming erratic. The monitor started to beep louder and louder giving you a huge headache and that’s when you couldn’t take it. But you calmed down when you saw the boy who started walking towards you. He had a cut on his forehead, he was wearing a patient gown and you could see him holding one hand across his stomach. A doctor walked in front of him and unlocked the chains. “Peter.” was the only thing you could let out. Your breathing became normal and you were calm. Even after four years you could recognize those eyes and that smile anywhere. Peter came around the bed and sat in the chair next to you. He took your hand and rested his head on the bed. He took a few deep breaths before looking up at you smiling, “your ok. Y/N, your ok.” And with that you laid your head back down and closed your eyes.

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DONE WITH PART ONE. My first time writing a fan fic ever!!!!

The last bit was funny

Peter Parker’s Secret

Fandom: Avengers/Marvel Paring: Peter Parker x Stark!Reader Summary: Soooo I know I just wrote a Peter Parker fic…but I read all these imagines about a Stark!reader dating Spiderman and the Avengers find out and make fun of them for dating. BUT I wondered what would happen if things were turned around and if the Avengers didn’t know Peter was Spiderman, and are in shock because they thought the reader was just dating normal ol’ Peter Parker!

“So, when is Mr. Parker picking you up?” Steve asked eyeing you from the top of his coffee mug. “Is that question supposed to end with you cracking your knuckles? Because it sounds like that’s where you’re going,” you said shooting an equally skeptical look to the overprotective hero. “Cut her a break Steve,” Natasha said walking into the room with Sam. “You look cute Y/N.” “Oooh, is lover boy coming over today?” Sam teased. “No,” you said crossing your arms. You loved living with the Avengers, they had become like family. But you didn’t like your love life being Avengers business, they acted each date was some mission they were all studying for. And you dad was, of course, their leader.  “'Lover’ is a word I never want to hear in reference to my daughter’s boyfriend.” your dad entered the room, nodding to his teammates. “Sorry Tony,” Sam said smirking. Tony glancing over at you, “honey are you sure you don’t want to bring a sweater …or maybe just a long trenchcoat. I heard it’s going to rain.” You looked down at your sundress and then at the cloudless blue sky outside. “I think I’ll be ok,” you said sarcastically.  “What do we really know about this kid anyways?” Steve said, “He needs to be properly vetted.” “He’s not a supervillian or criminal mastermind Steve,” you said. But even as you rolled your eyes you felt a sense of anxiety behind your words. You knew full well Peter had abilities that were way beyond a regular human’s. “He’s just an ordinary teenage boy.”  “Exactly my point.” “Actually now that Steve mentions it…I’m pretty good at interroga- I mean vetting people.” Natasha offers. “NO!” As if on cue FRIDAY announced Peter’s arrival and you threw a warning glance at everyone before the door opened. “H-Hey guys,” Peter said waving to everyone. “Mr. Parker,” Tony acknowledged, wearing his terrifying I-already-know-everything-you’re-going-to-do-and-I-don’t-approve face. “M-Mr. Stark,” Peter moved to shake your dad’s hand. It was odd seeing them interact. You knew that despite his current demeanor, your dad actually liked Peter. He knew everything about Peter- he knew he was Spiderman and he knew that at his core, Peter was a great kid. It’s one of the reasons he recruited him, and why Tony continued to keep his identity a secret from the Avengers and SHIELD- he had some respect for Peter. And yet from the moment yours and Peters friendship turned into something more, Tony couldn’t help but act like an overbearing father. “She needs to be home by 10pm. No later, or I’m sending the Iron Legion after you.” It wasn’t a completely empty threat as Tony did have Steve and Bucky spy on you on your first date. You gave a mumbled ‘yes sir’ and dragged Peter out the door.  The moment you were out of the tower Peter stopped and pulled your face close to his. He kissed you deeply but gently, making your breath hitch in your throat. “I meant to tell you, you look beautiful today.” he said, giving you a smile that lit up his whole face. 

“I’m just saying, there’s something off about that Parker kid.” Sam said glaring at you and Peter as you laughed from the couch. The two of you were forcing Vision and Wanda to watch Star Wars, and were dying listening to their commentary. “Why does that man wear a mask?” Vision asked of Darth Vader, “Is he asthmatic, or is his respiratory system impaired?” Steve looked at Sam out of the corner of his eye, “like there’s something he’s not telling us.” “Exactly! Plus I feel like there’s something familiar about him. In his voice maybe? Or the way he tries to swagger around. Little punk.” “He snuck into the Tower the other night, pretty beat up.” The boys jumped at the sudden appearance of Natasha, “I saw Y/N meet him, panicked. She patched him up and sent him on his way.” Steve and Sam looked at her with renewed interest, “whatever you want to do,” she said, “I’m in.” The three decided to follow Peter home that night. But they only got a few blocks from Avengers Tower before Peter made a sharp turn into a dark alley.  “Ok, that’s not suspicious at all.” Sam said into their communication device.  “Stay with him.” Steve warned.  But when the three Avengers rounded the corner into the alley it was empty. Looking bewildered they peaked around dumpsters and checked doors to see if he slipped through one of them. But the only thing they found was a backpack, stuck between a brick wall and rusted fence.  “Is that Peter’s?” Natasha asked.  “More importantly what is it stuck with?” Sam said. Steve pulled at the white substance holding the backpack to the wall. “It’s like-like a web.” Steve looked up at his friends, backpack in hand and eyes wide. “NoO WAY!” Sam shouted.   “It can’t be” Natasha said breathlessly.

“I”m telling ya’ll, this kid is this Spiderman!” Sam whispered harshly to Nat and Steve.  They had all come back to the Tower after following Peter, unable to process what they saw. They couldn’t imagine how nervous, nerdy Peter Parker was the web-slinging, smack-talking hero they had faced in Berlin. This left them waiting to see if Peter came home with you from school, and debating how to reveal such a devastating secret. “More like Spider-boy. Kid probably doesn’t even know how to shave.” Nat said leaning across the kitchen island. “We have to tell Tony, he’s Y/N’s father. He deserves to know if she’s going to be swung around New York.” Sam insisted. “We can’t- we can’t say anything until we know for sure.” Steve said, “all we have is a backpack covered in webs-” Their conversation ended abruptly at the sound of your laughter. You and Peter walked into the kitchen, holding hands and giggling uncontrollably.  “O-oh, Sorry!” Peter apologized. “Hey guys! Whatcha doing?” you asked, breaking from Peter to walk over to the the counter and grab an apple. “Planning a top secret mission?” Steve noticed Peter eye them at the sound of the word ‘mission.’ “Just taking bets on how long your dad is going to go before hacking into SHIELD again. He caught wind that they put new firewalls up.” Nat lied effortlessly. You shrugged and turned to go, “Come on Peter.” “Where are you two off to?” Steve asked not really wanting to leave you alone with Peter. He didn’t know what was going on, but he knew he didn’t trust him. “Homework.” Peter said “Y/N is barely making it through Chemistry-ow!” You elbowed him, “you said you wouldn’t tell anyone!” You looked at the group, “please don’t tell my dad. I’m trying, it’s just- my brain isn’t wired like his.” “Plus,” you added out of lighthearted spite, “Peter is failing Literature, so I’m not the only one who needs help.” Peter looked at you, mouth agape in mock offense. You stuck out your tongue at him.  The two of you turned to leave and Sam got nervous. He had to do something. Without thinking he shouted “Hey Peter!” and threw the nearest item he could grab.  Before he heard Sam call his name Peter sensed the item hurtling towards the two of you. Instinctively and without even looking Peter reached up and caught the item mid air.  Everyone’s mouths dropped open in shock. Peter began to try and stutter out an explanation, his brown eyes wide with fear, but he couldn’t think of anything to say. His whole world was just exposed. “WHY DID YOU JUST THROW A KNIFE AT MY BOYFRIEND!?” Peter looked down and realized the item he was holding was a long kitchen knife, “What the hell dude?! Did you just try to kill me?” Peter exclaimed.  Steve and Natahsa also stared at Sam, not knowing whether to be more in shock over Peter or the fact that Sam had accidentally (on purpose) thrown a knife at a random teenager. “I-It was the first thing I could grab!” Sam shouted in his defense, “We caught him in an alley last night-well found his backpack and wanted to prove that he was…well something! And I didn’t want you to leave without figuring it out so I just threw something!” his words ran together in a panic. “I was trying to prove he was Spiderman!”  You stared at him in utter disbelief, “BUT WHAT IF HE WASN’T?!” you shouted.  “Yeah, not my best plan…” “Oh my God! I’m going to kill you!” you lunged at Sam but Peter grabbed you, holding you back. “You better run man.”

This is really sweet and fluffy. I love it !

Movie Night

a/n: okay LISTEN i was going to bed when my brain decided to be an ass and give me a cuteass story idea and now we’re here sooo enjoy if this is crap i never posted it

Summary: Even superheros love movie nights 

Parings: Peter Parker x Stark! Reader

Warnings: some cursing cause i’m good at that, infinity war doesn’t exist here woo, too much writing but who really cares

Movie nights at the Avengers compound were Peter’s favorite. In fact, they were everyone’s favorite. The teams of enhanced and highly trained adults never got a minute to settle and do humane things, bond. Times like these were their favorites; where they could just sit and relax in their pajamas, enjoy some random comedy movie or sitcom with the people they fight side by side along with the added bonus of sharing this time with one of the people the team cares about most: Y/N Stark.

Y/N came into Tony’s life at a rather unusual time. He remembers it vividly, wishing his 38 year old self hadn’t freaked out so much.

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Wasn’t Me

Pairing: Peter Parker x Stark!reader

Synopsis: when Vision accidentally phases through your wall and catches you and Peter in the act, you try to stop it from spreading to everyone in the tower before Tony gets home

Masterlist

“Wait, this isn’t the kitchen.” Vision said as he accidentally phased through the bedroom wall. You and Peter froze at the sound of a third voice and slowly looked up. Every time you snuck off to have some private time with each other, you made sure to lock the door. But despite all your best efforts to keep your relationship a secret, neither of you accounted for Vision coming through the wall. Especially not when you were right in the middle of….something.

“Oh. Hello.” Vision said and gave you and Peter a polite wave. The act he had caught you did not seem to phase him at all while you and Peter were horrified.

“AHHHH.” You and Peter screamed at the same time. You rolled off of Peter and landed right on the floor while Peter grabbed a pillow and placed it over his lap.

“Forgive me for intruding, but I am looking for the kitchen.” She said to meet her in the kitchen.” Vision asked politely.

“Well you’re not gonna find it here!” You exclaimed as you threw your shirt back on.

“Dude! Get out! ” Peter shouted as he hastily tried to zip his pants.

“Oh, sorry, am I interrupting something?” Vision genuinely asked.

“YES!” You screamed like it was obvious.

“My apologies. I bid you both a good day.” Vision nodded curtly and disappeared back the way he came. You and Peter stayed in silence for a while as you processed what had happened.

“Do you think he saw us?” Peter asked to break the silence. You sat up from under him and gave him a look.

“Do I think he saw us?” You repeated slowly.

“Well do you?” Peter asked as you climbed back onto the bed.

“Are you kidding me? Of course he saw! The straw was already in the coconut. There’s no way he didn’t realize what was going on.”

“Maybe he thought we were just wrestling?” Peter shrugged weakly.

“Uh huh. Wresting with your dick out. Just like WWE.” You said sarcastically.

“Damn it. He definitely saw us. Do you think he’ll tell anyone?” Peter worried.

“He better not. My dad will kill you. And then vaporize your corpse. And then set the ashes on fire. And then blow them into a shrimp cocktail.”

“But I’m allergic to shellfish.”

“Exactly.” You whispered.

“Oh shit.” Peter gulped. “We need to go find Vision and make sure he doesn’t tell anyone.”

“Let’s go. He’s probably charging or in a bowl of rice or something.” You said and lead Peter out of the room. You went into the kitchen and found Vision at the breakfast table.

“Hey Vision.” Peter smiled awkwardly as you stood beside him.

“Hello, Peter.” Vision said politely.

“So, about the little snafu from before. We just want to make sure you don’t tell anybody about what you saw.”

“Yeah. Because it wasn’t what it looked like.” You added.

“Oh, no? It looked like the two do you were engaging in sexually explicit activity.” Vision replied. You and Peter exchanged a panicked look and tried to think of a way out of this.

“It looked like that, yes, but that’s not what we were doing.” Peter lied as you nodded along.

“Hm. That’s funny. I can detect heart rates and both of you appear to be lying.” Vision said with genuine curiosity.

“We’re not lying, silly.” You forced a laugh. “My heart is racing because I haven’t had any food yet but I drank a bunch of coffee.”

“You know women and their pumpkin spice lattes.” Peter added, earning himself a jab in the side.

“Watch it.” You said through a smile.

“And my heart just beats fast because I have the heart rate of a spider.” Peter added. “No lying here.”

“Oh, I see. But if you two weren’t engaging in sexual activity, what were you doing?” Vision questioned.

“Uhhh…” Peter scratched his head and tried to think of something.

“Peter was just choking on a pretzel and I was getting it out of his throat.” You jumped in.

“With your tongue?” Vision asked.

“Yes?” Peter said weakly.

“With your shirts off?”

“It’s a new technique.” You deadpanned.

“I’m not aware of this technique. Can you demonstrate on me?” Vision asked you.

“Absolutely not.” Peter snapped and stepped between you and Vision. Vision looked at Peter in confusion and you had to jump in again.

“Because it didn’t work.” You explained. “He still choked.”

“He seems fine to me. Although, I am detecting some slight discomfort in the abdomen.” Vision said as he looked Peter up and down.

“I have a tummy ache.” Peter admitted and patted his stomach.

“Would you like me to conduct a physical exam?” Vision asked and held up both his hands.

“No. I probably just have to fart.”

“Oh my God.” You groaned and rubbed your eyes.

“So are we cool? You’re not gonna tell anyone what you saw?” Peter asked Vision.

“We are cool. I will not be telling anyone what I didn’t see.” Vision confirmed.

“Okay. Good.” You sighed in relief.

“Except for Wanda.” He added. “Because I already told her. I tell her everything. I love her quite dearly.”

“Oh my God.” You groaned even louder.

“What did you tell her you saw?” Peter asked him.

“Just you were engaging in-“

“It wasn’t sexual activity!” You exclaimed. “He was choking and I was saving his life.”

“Then why was his penis out?” Vision asked Peter.

“Because…it…was… cold.” Peter said slowly, hating himself with every word.

“Oh my God. Both of you need to stop.” You stated. “Do you think Wanda going to tell anyone about what you thought you saw but didn’t actually see?”

“I’m not sure.” Vision replied. “You’ll have to ask her.”

“Fine. We can ask her.” You sighed and pulled Peter by the hand and brought him to where Wanda was reading on the balcony.

“I don’t want to. She’s scary.” Peter whispered to you.

“We have to talk to her and find out what she knows before she tells my dad.” You whispered back.

“I can whisper too.” Wanda whispered as she suddenly appeared behind the two of you. You both screamed and jumped apart as she laughed. You grabbed Peters hand and ran away, brushing past Natasha as you went.

“They’re a little odd, aren’t they?” Natasha chuckled as she watched you run by.

“They are.” Wanda agreed. “You know, Vision caught them doing it before.”

“What? No way.”

“Yeah. He said he accidentally phased through Peters bedroom wall and caught them.”

“Oh God. Yuck. New fear unlocked. That’s hilarious though.” Natasha laughed at the thought.

“What’s hilarious?” Steve asked as he came into the room.

“Vision caught Y/n and Peter doing it.” Natasha told him.

“What?” Steve laughed. “No way.”

“That’s what I said!” Natasha laughed.

“Honestly, I kinda figured they were doing it. They are the only two in the tower around that age. And lord knows Peter is hornier than an…animal with horns.” Steve said weakly when he couldn’t think of an animal.

“Rhino?” Wanda asked.

“I was thinking Triceratops.” Steve admitted.

“Wait, isn’t there a rule again dating on the team?” Nat asked. “At least, that’s what Tony tells me and Bruce every time we make eye contact.”

“If he had a problem with that, he’s definitely gonna have a rule against one of us dating his daughter. Especially Peter.”

“I thought Peter was a nice boy, no?” Wanda asked.

“He is.” Steve nodded. “But all Tony will see is that he’s a boy who Vision caught with his daughter. He’s gonna blow Peter into a million pieces.”

“I’m pretty sure that’s what Vision walked in on.” Wanda mumbled. From across the room, you and Peter were peeking out from behind a wall to watch them all talk.

“This is bad. They’re all laughing and saying our names.” Peter whispered to you.

“Do you think Wanda told?”

“I don’t know. What if she made them all see it with her mind powers?”

“Why would she do that?”

“Because she’s evil and not to be trusted!” Peter whispered harshly.

“We just need to talk to her and find out what she knows. Maybe she didn’t even believe Vision.”

“Do we have to?” Peter whined. “What if she enters my mind palace?”

“She wouldn’t find much.” You mumbled.

“What was that?”

“Nothing, sweetie.” You patted his cheek and pulled him out from behind the wall. Natasha and Steve had left at that point and Wanda had gone back to her book.

“Hey, Wanda.” You said with an awkward wave.

“Oh. Hello. I haven’t seen you two in forever. What have you been up to?” Wanda said sarcastically.

“Not much. Same soup, just reheated. You know the vibes. So, uh, we just wanted to talk to you about something. Something Vision might have said.” You began.

“Oh. You mean you two swallowing each other alive in Peters room?” Wanda asked. You and Peter exchanged a look and Peter let out a loud gulp.

“Vision doesn’t know what he saw.” You told her.

“Vision is made from the highest form of artificial intelligence. He knows everything.”

“Okay.” You said mockingly. “But he doesn’t know in this specific situation.”

“He’s programmed to access a situation down to every last detail in case there is a threat of danger. And it seemed the only threat of danger in Peters room that day was running out of oxygen. Or maybe a broken pelvis.”

“I’m flattered but I’m not that good.” Peter said humbly.

“He’s right. He isn’t.” You nodded in agreement.

“What was that?” Peter asked you.

“We just want to make sure whatever Vision told you about what he thinks he saw isn’t going to be told to anyone else.” You said to Wanda.

“Now hold on.” Peter tried to go back to what he had heard.

“Secrets safe with me.” Wanda smiled and zipped her lips.

“And me.” Bruce said from behind you. You and Peter whipped around and saw Bruce staring at you while eating a bowl of cereal.

“What?! Were you in here the whole time?” Peter asked.

“Yeah. Wanda, you are funny. How come I never noticed that?” Bruce chuckled.

“I’m not sure.” Wanda shrugged. “You tell me.”

“God damn it. Are either of you going to tell anyone what Vision saw?” You asked and pointed at Wanda and Bruce.

“I thought Vision didn’t see anything?” Wanda smirked.

“Right. Is anyone going to tell my dad about what Vision thinks he saw but definitely didn’t see?” You asked with a hopeful smile.

“Maybe? I don’t understand the question. Can you reword it? Or maybe write it down so I can see it?” Bruce asked.

“Oh my God.” You groaned. “I thought you were the smart one.”

“Ouch. Can you tell your girlfriend to stop being mean to me?” Bruce asked Peter.

“I’m not his girlfriend because we weren’t engaging in sexual activity because we’re not dating. Everyone got that?” You asked angrily.

“Got it.” Wanda nodded.

“No, sorry. Still confused. So you are dating but Vision didn’t catch you guys doing it?” Bruce asked so genuinely that you wanted to scream.

“No, he definitely did.” Wanda snorted. You looked at her in betrayal and she smiled apologetically.

“Oh. Now I get it. You guys are dating and Vision did catch you having sex.” Bruch realized. “But what are we not telling Tony?”

“No one is telling Mr. Stark anything. Everyone just keep your mouth shut about the activities, which may or may not have been sexual in nature, that Vision allegedly walked in on. Okay?” Peter exclaimed.

“My lips are sealed.” Wanda assured you. “Well, now they are. Because I already told Steve and Nat. But that was before you asked me not to tell anyone.”

“Oh my God. Find. Can we trust you?” You asked Bruce.

“I’m not gonna rat. Don’t worry.”

“Thank you.” Peter nodded. “You’re dismissed.”

“I don’t take orders from you.” Bruce snapped and walked away.

“Jesus Christ.” Peter whispered and felt genuinely offended by the tone. You took his hand and brought him away from Wanda to regroup.

“We need to get ahead of this before anyone else finds out we’re secretly dating.” You told him.

“You guys are secretly dating?” Sam asked as he came into the hallway, making you both jump.

“Damn it!” Peter shouted and hit the wall.

“Oh great. Captain fucking America knows now.” You grumbled.

“Since when are you two a thing?” Sam laughed and looked between you and Peter.

“Two months.” You admitted.

“Two months? And Tony still doesn’t know?”

“Do you think Peter would be alive right now if my dad knew?” You asked and gestured to Peter.

“That’s a joke, right?” Peter laughed nervously.

“I guess not.” Sam shrugged.

“Are you gonna tell my dad?” You asked him.

“No.” Sam replied.

“Cool. Thanks.” You sighed in relief.

“But only if-“

“Mother fucker.” You exclaimed now that there was a new obstacle.

“Only if you promise to never bring up that one time with the TV.” Sam continued.

“You mean when you got caught-“

“Zip it.” Sam cut you off. “Or I’ll tell Daddy Warbucks about your affair with Little Orphan Annie here.”

“This whole conversation has been wildly emasculating.” Peter mumbled.

“I never saw anything.” You told Sam.

“Good.” He nodded. “Then we have a deal.”

You went to shake hands when your phone started to ring. You looked at Peter curiously and pulled it out of your pocket.

“Hang on. Hello?”

“Hey short stack. I’m landing in 20 minutes. I can see that most of the team is in the tower today so I thought we could all have a nice, family dinner in the dining room. How does that sound?” Tony asked you through the phone.

“The entire team? In the dinning room? For dinner? Tonight?” You asked as panic grew in your chest.

“Are you playing a one man game of Clue? Just let everyone know, will you?” Tony asked.

“Sure, daddy. No problem.” You laughed nervously and looked at Peter with wide eyes.

“Thanks, peach. See you soon.” Tony said before having up.

“Shit balls.” You whispered once you were off the phone.

“Was that super good news?” Peter asked hopefully.

“My dad wants the whole team in the dinning room for family dinner.” You said and held your breath for his reaction.

“Son of a…” Peter started to shout and then quieted down, “shart mama.”

“I know. It’s bad.”

“This has gotten so out of hand. I’ve never taken this many L’s in a row. I don’t know if I can take anymore. My body is shutting down. I haven’t peed all day.” Peter said as he paced back and forth.

“Keep it together.” You said as you gripped his shoulders.

“Oh no. This is going to be so awkward.” Sam laughed at your misfortune.

“Why? Because everyone knows we’re secretly dating except for Mr. Stark and they also know Mr. Stark will kill them for knowing and not telling him right away so tonight will be a long, uncomfortable game of who tells him first?” Peter asked all in one breath.

“Yes, that’s exactly why.” Sam nodded and looked at Peter strangely.

“I don’t want to go.” Peter whispered and turned to you.

“We all have to go.” You told him. “He’ll get sus if we’re not all there.”

“But what if your dad kills me?” Peter whined.

“Then I’ll wait at least three months before getting a new boyfriend.” You smiled sweetly and patted his chest.

“You can do that but I’ll just haunt him and kill him in his sleep.” Peter smiled back.

“Oh my God. Come on. We have to go get ready for dinner.” You said and pulled Peter to your room.

30 minutes later, everyone was seated in the dining room with Tony at the head of the table. You and Peter nervously peered through the doorway to see what the set up was.

“What’s our plan?” Peter asked you.

“Sit far away from each other and diverge the conversation every time my dad gets close to happening upon the truth.”

“Okay. How hard can that be? We never get together for family dinner. They’ll all be talking so much that you and I won’t even come up.”

You and Peter took your seats at the table with you next to your dad and Peter further away. You made eye contact with Peter and nodded to let him know that you were in this together. Everyone stayed dead silent as the food was passed around and Tony was quick to notice.

“Why is everyone so quiet? Did Sam leave porn on the big TV again?” Tony asked as he chewed his food. You gulped and looked at Peter in a panic. You had been wrong about everyone talking and keeping the attention away from you. Instead, everyone was silent and tense since they didn’t want to be the one to let Tony know what Vision had seen.

“That was one time.” Sam defended.

“But how could we ever forget?” Tony teased him.

“I just wanted to watch Mama Mia. My eyes were burned.” Bucky said as he shut his eyes to keep out the memory.

“Let it go.” Sam said flatly.

“I don’t remember that.” You said robotically. Sam gave you a discreet thumbs up across the table.

“What? You were the one that found it.” Tony reminded you.

“Doesn’t ring a bell. I think you’re all remembering incorrectly.” You said with no much stiffness it sounded like you were reading from a prompter. Tony looked around the table and everyone avoided eye contact with him. They mindlessly pushed their food around their plates to look busy so that Tony wouldn’t ask them anything.

“Why is everyone acting weird?” Tony asked.

“What? We’re not. You’re being weird, dad.” You forced a laugh and patted Tony’s arm.

“Right.” Tony said skeptically. “So, Pete the treat. Any romantic interests at school?”

Everyone turned to stare at Peter, who was in the middle of taking a sip from his glass. Peter started choking on his water for a long time. No one made any effort to help Peter so he just sat there choking for an uncomfortably long period of time. Everyone stayed silent as he Peter coughed, turned red, and clapped his chest to try and get the water out. When he was finally done, he was crying and bright red.

“What?” Peter asked horsely.

“Peter doesn’t want to talk about girls, dad.” You laughed nervously. Everyone exchanged looks while also sneaking glances at you and Peter.

“He does with me. Come on. My dad never bothered with this stuff and I want to break the cycle. Tell me about your love life.” Tony insisted and playfully patted the table. You shot daggers at Peter and everyone turned to look at him. Peter felt sweat dripping down his forehead and smiled nervously.

“There’s no one, Mr. Stark. No girls.”

“I don’t buy that for a second. I can see the hormones brewing in your eyes. You’re sweating just at the thought of her. I know there’s a girl.”

“Maybe.” Peter squeaked out.

“See? I knew it. Tell me about her. She cute?” Tony asked. Peter looked at you for a brief second and quickly looked away.

“Yeah, yeah. She’s gorgeous. Really pretty.”

“She’s all right.” Sam shrugged, making everyone stifle a laugh as your jaw dropped.

“Fuck did you just say?” Peter snapped.

“I was kidding. Damn.” Sam held up his hands in defense.

“Damn, indeed.” Tony laughed. “Way to stand up for your girl, kid. She’s a lucky lady.”

“Thank you, sir.” Peter said and hoped that was the end of the conversation.

“You really are a good kid, Peter. I don’t tell you enough. I was just saying this to Pepper the other day, but if anyone is ever brave enough to try and date my daughter, I hope they’re like you.” Tony said sincerely. This time, you started choking as everyone murmured with amusement.

“Really?” Peter asked hopefully. He looked at you but you didn’t dare make eye contact.

“Yeah. Sure, you’re pretty annoying and way too eager at times, but you’re a good kid. You’re responsible, you care about other people, and you know how to get a decent haircut.” Tony continued.

“So you’d give Peter your blessing? If he and I ever wanted to date?” You asked skeptically.

“Absolutely not.” Tom said immediately.

“What?” Your face dropped. “But you just said-“

“I said I hope the person you date is like Peter.” Tony specified. “But Peter would never be allowed to date you.”

“Why not?” Peter asked and you shot him a look. Everyone else kept their heads down and turned away from Tony so he wouldn’t suspect anything.

“Not that I care. Psh. Peter is lame. I would never date Peter. Haha. But yeah, why not?” You asked your dad.

“Because he’s a superhero. And no daughter of mine is dating a superhero.”

“But you’re a superhero.” You pointed out. “And mom married you.”

“I know. That’s why I’d never allow you to go down the same path. I’ve missed hundreds dates, thousands of calls, and a million important moments because I was off being a superhero. I was saving the world but I was hurting the person I love most in the process. I don’t want that life for you. If Peter was an average guy off the street, I’d be thrilled to know you were dating him. But Peter isn’t average.”

“I know that.” You replied, starting to get annoyed now that your dad was trying to tell you that you couldn’t do something. You were already doing it, but he didn’t need to know that. He needed to know that he couldn’t make your choices for you.

“Ayo. Yeah she does.” Sam snorted. Everyone gasped and looked at him, making him freeze. You and Peter stared daggers at Sam who smiled sheepishly.

“Oops?”

“You little bitch.” You mouthed across the table at him. Tom noticed the way everyone reacted and grew suspicious. He looked at you and noticed you weren’t making eye contact. He then looked at Peter, who looked like he was about to pass out.

“What was that?” Tony asked Sam.

“Nothing.” Sam scoffed and went back to eating.

“Samuel. Tell me what you just said.” Tony said with an eerily calm smile.

“I don’t want to.” Sam whispered.

“Tell me or I will shove your wings so far up your ass-“

“I said she knows Peter isn’t average.” Sam admitted before Tony could finish his sentence. You buried your face in your hands while Peter chewed off all of his fingernails.

“What does that mean?” Tony asked and turned to you.

“I can confirm that as well.” Vision raised his finger as he spoke up. You and Peter looked at Vision in betrayal while everyone else stayed silent.

“Oh my God.” You whispered and rubbed your face.

“What? What’s the big red giant talking about?” Tony asked you again, sounding angry this time. Before you had a chance to think of something, Vision spoke up.

“I’m talking about how I accidentally caught them fornicating earlier today, sir. Also, am I required to be here? I can’t actually eat food.” Vision said politely. Everyone was dead silent as Tony processed what he was hearing. No one dared to look up from their plates or even move a muscle.

“You know what? Vision is right. We should actually all leave. And never return. Bye!” You said and got up from the table. Tony grabbed the back of your shirt and made you sit back down.

“Nobody move.” He said in a low voice. Silence fell over the table again as Tony slowly looked to Peter. That’s when he noticed that Peter had passed out and had his limp head in his dinner plate.

“Wake the son of a bitch up.” Tony ordered. Wanda lifted Peters head by his hair and a green bean stuck to his cheek and forehead.

“Peter?” Tony asked, but Peter didn’t wake up. Wanda shook him, then took his pulse to see if he was even alive.

“He’s unresponsive.” She reported.

“Jesus Christ.” You groaned to yourself as you watched Wanda and Steve try to wake Peter up.

“He peed his pants.” Steve announced, making you groan even louder.

“PETER!” Tony shouted as he banged on the table. Peter woke up and looked around in confusion. Tony slowly stood up and leaned over the table while staring daggers at Peter.

“Somebody tell me what’s going on.” Tony demanded. No one said anything, so you bit the bullet and stood up as well.

“Dad, Peter and I are dating. Vision caught us before and the whole team found out about it. That’s what’s going on, okay? Please, don’t kill my boyfriend.”

“What?” Tony asked as he slumped back in his seat. You couldn’t tell if he was angry or upset, but it was definitely not good.

“Sam was watching porn on the big screen!” You blurted and pointed to Sam.

“You said you didn’t see anything!” Sam pointed back at you.

“That was before you didn’t hold up your end of the deal!” You shouted.

“Shut up, both of you. Are you kidding me right now? You’re dating Peter Parker?” Tony asked in a calmer voice.

“Yes, daddy. I am. I have been for two months. We didn’t tell you because we knew you’d be mad and we just wanted some time together before you forced us apart. I wouldn’t normally lie to you like this but I knew you’d never allow us to be together and I love him. I just needed to love him for as long as I could before the world knew. I’m sorry. Please, don’t be mad at me.” You said as you took your dads hands. Tony stared at you for a long time and finally, put his hand on your cheek.

“I could never be mad at you, princess.” Tony said kindly. You smiled in surprise as Peter let out a sigh of relief.

“I’m gonna turn Peter inside out, though.” Tony said sweetly before lunging at Peter. He punched Peter right in the throat, making Peter collapse to the ground. You rushed to Peters side as Tony shook out his hand.

“Dad! You can’t hit him that hard. He’s only 5’8. He could’ve died.” You yelled at Tony as you pulled Peters head into your lap.

“That didn’t even hurt.” Peter wheezed out as he clutched his throat. Tony wound up to hit Peter again, but stopped when he saw something that surprised him. He watched Peter reached up and touch your face as he whispered to you that everything was going to be all right. He thought he had just been punched in the throat and was awaiting the punishment of a lifetime, his priority was to comfort you when you were upset. Tony then knelt down beside Peter and helped him sit up.

“I’m sorry, kid. I should not have hit you. It was a slight overreaction.” Tony sincerely apologized.

“Slight?” Peter croaked out.

“I just wasn’t expecting to come home to this news. But if it’s been two months and my daughter says she’s this in love, maybe I was wrong. Maybe it wouldn’t be as bad as I thought.”

“Mr. Stark, I know it’s probably hard to think about your daughter dating someone with a life as unpredictable as ours, but I don’t put anything above her. If I’m out on patrol, chances are, she’s hanging out on a rooftop with a walkie talkie telling me where to go. If I have to miss a date to take care of something, I take her with me. She’s my partner in all of this. I don’t leave her waiting around for a text back all night. She comes first.”

“Actually, “Vision began, “when I entered your room, it seemed as though Peter was going-“

“Do not finish that sentence, jumbo tampon.” You cut him off.

“You can trust me, Mr. Stark. You can trust us.” Peter said as he wrapped an arm around you. Tony looked between the two of you for a while but didn’t say anything.

“Please, daddy.” You whispered. Tony finally caved and smiled softly.

“Okay. You’ve convinced me. I’m not gonna kill Peter. You have my blessing, underoos.” Tony said as he helped Peter off the floor.

“Really? You’re not gonna force us apart?” You asked hopefully as you wrapped your arm around Peters.

“I’m not.” Tony confirmed. “You’re old enough to make your own decisions. But if he breaks your heart, he’s getting turned inside out. At least for a day. I cannot compromise on that.”

“Deal!” You clapped your hands before hugging your dad.

“Hold up, do I get a say in that deal?” Peter questioned.

“Don’t push your luck, kid. After what Vision walked in on you doing with Tony’s kid, you’re lucky to be alive right now.” Bruce said as he patted Peter on the back. Tony frowned as he pulled out of the hug.

“Hold on, what exactly did Vision walk in on?” Tony asked. Peter motioned for everyone to keep their mouths shut as Tony looked around the room. When no one answered him, he looked at you expectingly.

“So.” You laughed nervously. “Dessert, anyone?”

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