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Germany was fun.
Or at least, Peter thought it was. He was too busy fighting for his life to actually know.
At first, he hadn’t known what he was doing in Berlin. All he had heard was something about Captain America going crazy.
But that was crazy. Sure he was a war criminal now or something, he was a wanted man, but Captain America had saved the world. Multiple times too.
Why was everyone trying to lock up a literal hero?
He could hear Mr. Stark’s heart stop a second whenever Rogers was mentioned. He could hear his breath hitch, and Peter could smell, or sense, he still wasn’t entirely sure, the nervousness, as well as anger, and something along the lines of a small bit of guilt.
Whatever the case, Mr. Stark brought him here to help fight Captain America, and he was determined to impress Mr. Stark. The man had helped him in many ways, even saving his life when he was little, though he doubts the man remembers that. This was at least something he could do to help repay him after everything he had done.
His spiraling thoughts cut off as an arrow whizzed past his head.
”Hey, kid, try not to get shot with an arrow before we leave, I’d rather not have Aunt Hottie come after me because you got yourself shot.” Tony called out to him, and Peter quickly apologized before jumping back in action.
He hadn’t seen the guy who gets big and small for a while. He hoped he wasn’t causing too much trouble while nobody had eyes on him.
He shot out a web that caught on Hawkeye’s foot before swinging it and sending him flying across the ground. Peter winced when he watched him hit the wall of the airport.
Sometimes it was still hard to believe that he was Spider-Man. Him, Peter Parker, local nerd from Queens who eats sandwiches from Delmar’s every day, was Spider-Man. Fighting along side Tony freaking Stark.
First he had tried to tell Mr. Stark that he couldn’t go to Germany, saying that he had homework. While that technically wasn’t a lie, he had mostly been worried about Queens and Aunt May. He hated the idea of leaving his home to defend itself, and he hated the idea of leaving his aunt by herself even more.
Peter looked around trying to find Mr. Stark. He had lost sight of him when his thoughts had spiraled again.
He quickly spotted him to the right, he could see the glint of his armor in the sun and Peter swiftly swung himself down near him where he was fighting Captain America.
Captain America swung his shield in an arc.
Peter saw it all in slow motion.
That shield, Peter knew for a fact, would be able to smash through Stark’s suit.
He webbed Stark by the shoulders pulling him backward while shooting himself forward into the shield.
Well.
Him dying is better than Mr. Stark dying.
Peter was sure he wouldn’t actually die.
He was like, 87% sure anyways.
He had super healing, he’d probably be fine.
He could smell the sudden, potent scent of fear and surprise before he felt the smooth yet sharp shield smash into him as he cried out.
He was half sure it had cut through him.
He was also half sure he had broken his ribs.
He was one hundred percent sure that he was going to get chewed out by May, Mr. Stark, and possible Rogers too, if he was awake and Rogers was around to do it.
It felt like everything froze for a minute, and even the other Avengers had stopped fighting to look over at what happened.
He could hear yelling, though he wasn’t sure who it was that was yelling.
Was it him?
It couldn’t have been Mr. Stark.
Was it both of them?
His vision was slowly starting to clear out, he could feel pressure across his abdomen and attempted to look down before Iron Man, or was it War Machine? Everyone kinda looked the same right then, grabbed him chin and tilted it up opposite to where he could feel warmth pooling around him on the ground.
”Hey, hey, kid? Can you hear me?” He could faintly hear Mr. Stark talking to him, gently shaking his head.
Peter squeezed his eyes shut and nodded slightly.
”Okay that’s good, we’re going home kid. Rhodey, could you call Helen?” Tony was speaking again, but Peter’s head was spinning and trying to focus was giving him a headache.
His abdomen and ribs were really starting to hurt now.
Every breath felt like he was inhaling fire.
His head was spinning and it felt like the world was spinning too, but he didn’t have his eyes open so he couldn’t tell.
He squinted up and risked a glance down again before he once again felt someone tilt his head back up.
He distantly heard Mr. Stark attempting, key word here, attempting, to quietly scold someone.
Peter assumed that someone was Steve.
His chest rattled as he tried to suck in another breath.
This was getting tiring.
”I’m sorry Tony! It’s not like I knew he was going to jump in front of me last second!”
”You have enhanced hearing, you expect me to believe you couldn’t hear him coming over?”
“Fighting about whose fault it is won’t fix anything. Focus on putting pressure on that before you let him bleed out because you two are too busy bickering.”
’It’s not Captain America’s fault, I’m the one who put myself in the way of his shield..’
”Underoos, if you try to put the blame on yourself one more time I swear I’m gonna ground you.”
Oh.
He thought he had said that in his head.
He could hear someone chuckling next to him.
His breath rattled in his chest again, and his lungs felt like they were burning from the inside out. He whimpered slightly, attempting to curl in on himself before he felt hands stop him, straightening him back out.
Suddenly a helicopter could be heard landing, and he relaxed his body.
Surely he could sleep now right?
Mr. Stark would take care of him.
So would Cho.
He felt his mind slipping from him, and he did his best to help himself burrow into the sweet, relieving darkness that awaited him.
By the time they got on, he was already out.
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When Peter woke up his head felt like it was stuffed, and he wanted nothing more than to close his eyes and go back to sleep.
He looked around, scanning his surroundings.
He was back in the Medbay.
In the compound.
He would recognize this Medbay specifically from anywhere.
That was also probably because he always ended up in the Medbay everyday someway or another.
”Friday? Where Me. Stark?” He called out to the ceiling.
”Boss is currently in the living area with the Rogue Avengers. Would you like me to alert him that you have woken up?” Friday kindly informed him, Peter nodded. “Boss has been alerted.” She spoke, and Peter smiled.
He could hear footsteps outside and he looked up.
The door opened and Mr. Stark shuffled in along side Helen and-
May.
Oh dear.
He really was in for it now.
what was he supposed to say?
She still didn’t know about him being Spider-Man!
”Peter Benjamin Parker. The next time you decide to be a vigilante and don’t tell me about it I will never let you see the light of day again.” May scolded him, but her eyes softened, and Peter could smell the love and worry rolling off of her in waves.
She came over to his spot on the bed and gave him a hug.
”I’m sorry May. I didn’t want you to worry..” he whispered to her.
”Not telling me made me worry even more, Pete.” May spoke to him softly, meeting his eyes before placing a small kiss on his forehead.
”How’d you find out?” Peter questioned her, and she chuckled, “I was almost ready to strangle Tony before he told me. I had no idea how my clumsy nephew managed to get hurt this badly on an internship retreat. Not to mention the Rogues were there and now they’re here, and you’ve been acting really suspicious anyways.” May explained.
Wait a minute..
Friday had mentioned the Rogues being in the compound as well.
Why in the world are they at the compound?
He turned to Stark his mouth open about to ask when Stark interrupted him.
”I know your gonna ask about the Rogues so I should probably explain it to you.” he took a breath before continuing, “I’ve been working on the Rogues pardons, so they’re all currently under house arrest. So while Clint and Scott, you know the guy who got big and small, have their own families and homes to return to, the rest have to stay here. All except for Barnes, thankfully. He’s in Wakanda, Shuri’s fixing his wrecked brain up and getting all that HYDRA stuff out.” Tony informed Peter, and all Peter could manage to do was nod.
”If I’m allowed to also speak now, that would be greatly appreciated.” Helen spoke up lamely.
”Because of your, incredible actually, super healing, you’re pretty much free to go. Though please do take it easy for at least another week. I don’t want to see you in here for the rest of the month.” She scolded, but Peter could sense the warmth rolling off her.
”Thanks Dr. Cho!” Peter called out happily as he sprung off the bed.
He heard Helen sigh before he skirted around the corner to the elevator.
He knew he had left May and Tony behind, but he needed to call Ned immediately.
In his rush to get to the Penthouse, he had completely forgotten about the Rogues being up there as well.
When the elevator doors opened he nearly ran into a man standing next to the couch, just barely planting his feet down in time to stop himself from sending both of them tumbling over.
”Oh, I’m so sorry! I didn’t see you in time and I-“ Peter cut off his rambled apology after looking at who he’d nearly face planted into.
”Uhm. I’m sorry but, who are you exactly?”
Steve Rogers.
The man he had fought yester- wait, how long had he been asleep?
Peter shook his head quickly.
”Uh, I’m uh-“ He scrambled over his words, unable to speak.
What was he supposed to say?
That he’s Spider-Man?
That he’s Tony’s special intern or something?
Luckily though, the elevator dinged and out stepped Mr. Stark.
Peter let out a sigh of relief.
”Peter here, is a very special intern of mine,”
Okay so maybe he could’ve said that.
”he’s very intelligent, he actually helps me out in the lab sometimes.” Stark explained coolly.
”Oh, I’m sorry. Nice to meet you Peter, I’m Steve.” Peter let out a short breath, “O-oh, sorry for almost running into you Mr. Rogers..” He apologized, and Steve chuckled. “Just call me Steve kid.” He smiled kindly.
Peter nodded slowly and tried to quietly scoot around them and toward his own room.
Unfortunately, but not unexpectedly, Natasha caught him halfway to the hallway.
”Uhm, hi Ms. Romanov…” he whispered weakly as she examined him.
Her gaze flicked over him, sharp and intensely intelligent.
”Welcome back to the land of living, Spidey.” She spoke softly, before she gave him one last glance and padded away silently.
All Peter could do was stare as he slowly turned around again and continued down the hallway to his room. The moment he closed the door he leaped to his bed and snatched his phone off the charger.
78 Missed Messages.
40 Missed Calls from, Ned (The Guy In the Chair)
5 Missed Calls from, MJ ❤️ (Scary gf).
Ned (The Guy In the Chair)
7:25 p.m.
-Peter dude r u alive??!!
-hello??
-dude answer ur phone
-what happened in Germany???
-when did u fight the rogues??
7:26 p.m.
-are you okay?
-peter?
-petterrrrrr
-hellloooooooo????
-please text me when u come back to life :(
MJ ❤️ (Scary gf)
11:06 p.m.
-hey Ned said you weren’t answering your phone.
-please answer so he can stop flailing around like a worried mother hen.
4:05 a.m.
-hey your starting to worry me too.
-text back when you can, if you don’t I’ll storm to Stark’s tower myself and demand to know where you are.
-nvm Ned said I can’t do that.
-if you died I’m gonna bring you back to life and kill you again.
-May just left your apartment. It’s not her day off either.
-don’t ask how ik that.
4:06 a.m.
-Text me back when you can.
-love you loser.
58 Other Missed Messages.
Peter smiled at MJ’s last text.
She rarely ever said that unless they were completely alone and comfortable.
Or unless she was truly worried about him.
Peter clicked the group call face time.
”Peter!! You’re okay right?” Ned’s loud voice screeched through his phone’s speakers and Peter winced.
”Yeah Ned, I’m okay, thank you both for being worried about me though.” Peter smiled sheepishly, scratching the back of his neck.
”Glad I didn’t have to do some sort of ritual or something to bring you back to life dork.” MJ’s voice filtered through lamely.
”You wouldn’t actually do that would you?”
“…”
“MJ… how do you know if those even work? I thought that was all fictional stuff.” Peter sighed exasperated.
”I know a certain wizard man. He owes me a few favors.” She smirked at Peter’s shocked face.
”MJ, what? How do you eve- actually I don’t wanna know.” Peter looked slightly shaken up, and MJ felt a little bad to worry him this much, she already knew how much he worried about everyone, making sure they were all safe and happy.
”When can you come hang out? I’ve got a new Star Wars Lego set that has 2,000+ pieces!” Ned jumped in excitedly.
”2,000+ pieces? That’s insane dude!” Peter exclaimed loudly.
MJ barked out a laugh, and Ned and Peter also started laughing.
”Have I missed too much homework?” He questioned after having calmed down from the laughing fit all three of them had.
”Not too much, you can use my notes though.” Ned piped up helpfully. “Thanks Ned, I owe you one.” Pete said gratefully.
”How about you let me bask in your mask again?” Ned asked.
”I guess.. as long as you come up with some sort of crazy web idea.” Peter chuckled.
”I’ve had crazy web ideas since you left for Germany.” Ned smiled.
”I should probably leave now, I wouldn’t want the Black Widow to march into my room and kill me. She already found out that I was Spider-Man and we barely met for a full minute!” He stressed.
MJ furrowed her brows, “The Black Widow? Natasha Romanov? You met her?” She sounded somewhat star struck and Peter smirked slightly.
”Yeah she’s here. I think you and her would get along pretty well actually. She’ll be here for a while even after her house arrest is over.” Pete explained .
He could physically see the gears turning in her head as they all waited for her to speak.
”Pete, we’re officially going on a date tomorrow. It’s going to be at the compound.” She affirmed.
Peter knew that once she made up her mind there was no going back, so he just smiled and nodded,
”Of course. Wherever you want to go.” He agreed, and Ned huffed, “Take me on your date too guys, I wanna go.” He mumbled.
MJ laughed while Peter coughed into his hand trying to hide his smile.
”Don’t worry Ned. A date between me and Peter wouldn’t be the same without you in it.” She grinned at him, listening to Pete finally begin to crack up, along with Ned.
“Okay guys, my mom’s calling me down for dinner, I gotta go.” Ned apologized.
Pete and MJ both said bye to Ned, before it was just the two of them on call.
Peter stared into the screen at her, and she smiled warmly.
”I’m glad you’re okay Pete. Don’t do anything stupid before tomorrow. I actually want to see if we can convince Stark into taking us out to a nice restaurant or something.” She murmured, Peter nodded.
”I promise Em. I’ll convince Mr. Stark to let us go somewhere nice. Though that probably involves fancy clothing too.” He spoke, “If you don’t have anything nice I can ask Pepper to see if she can take you out shopping. Mr. Stark has already forced me to get nice suits and stuff a long time ago. Not to mention, tomorrow is our ‘anniversary’ of when we got together.” He said softly, and MJ nodded.
”Yeah, I’ll have to go shopping, any specific theme?” She asked.
”No theme unless you want there to be.” He responded kindly.
”No theme.” She answered back.
She stayed silent for a moment.
”You in a suit… haven’t seen that in a while, and even still, last time you weren’t dressing up for me.” MJ clicked her tongue and smiled at him.
”Stop, I don’t wanna hear whatever’s going on in your head.” He sighed listening to MJ laugh.
”I’ve gotta go too. Bye Pete. Be safe okay?”
”Okay, I will. Love you Em.”
”Love you too dork.”
beep beep beep
He continued to stare at the phone before getting up.
He shoveled the phone into his pocket and headed quietly through the door.
”FRIDAY? Where’s Mr. Stark?” He asked.
“Boss is currently making coffee in the kitchen of the living area just up ahead. May is there too, speaking with the Rogues.” FRIDAY answered warmly.
Pete continued his way through until he reached the living room.
Steve and Wanda both looked up from where they were sat on the couch.
”Uh, I was just wanting to talk with Mr. Stark, I- I didn’t mean to disturb you.” He stammered before quickly scurrying away to the kitchen.
Tony, Pepper and May cut off their conversation and looked down at him.
”Uh, MJ, my girlfriend as both of you know, wants to have a uh- a date up here and hang out, and maybe go eat somewhere nice afterwards.” He took a breath ,”It’s kinda hard to try to convince her not to do something when she’s already got her mind set…” Peter trailed off, looking up expectantly at them.
”Of course! Does she need an outfit?” Pepper immediately agreed and Peter nodded.
”When I was your age-“
”Don't listen to anything he has to say.” Pepper and May both cut Tony off as Peter chuckled at them all.
”Thanks Pepper, I’ll let her know that you agreed to take her out.” He said gratefully.
”Of course, anything for my two favorite people.” She smiled and Tony squawked while May tried to stifle a laugh.
Tony ruffled his hair, muttering a reminder to meet up with him in the lab after he ate dinner.
He might have ruined the battle at the airport, even if the others didn’t think so.
May might’ve found out about him being Spider-Man.
But he still had a date with his awesome girlfriend, and now he had the chance to become friends with the ex Avengers.
Everything would be fine, and if he ever needed to,
Peter could take another hit for him.