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Peter stares, watching them all a little blankly. By his side, Tony has his head in his hands. He’s been groaning for the past twenty seconds.
“So… you went on a ten-year murder spree where you joined a terror organisation of your own free will in order to kill Tony, who wasn’t even responsible for the death of your parents in the first place- and then decide that just Tony isn’t murderous enough for you, and go for the rest of his team for some reason, too?”
Across the room, Wanda bristles. “It wasn’t like-”
“And then your team leader let you on the team you were trying to murder? Almost immediately after the one single fight you helped them with?” Gamora interrupts. Her eyes are cold and dangerous.
Steve opens his mouth to defend himself, but Drax cuts in. “And you,” he gestures harshly at clint, “you were willing to abandon your family and get yourself arrested, just so you could involve yourself in a matter that did not concern you anyway?”
“You think I wanted to be arrested? That was all Tony-” Clint begins, but Drax roars, and Clint rears back, eyes wide and hand reaching for the bow at his hip.
“TONY STARK DID NOT FORCE YOU TO BREAK YOUR LAWS! I WAS PUT IN JAIL BECAUSE I FOUGHT FOR MY FAMILY, NOT-”
“Drax, stay calm. These people are breakable,” Gamora warns, although she is staring at them all as if she wants nothing better than to let Drax get himself worked up over them.
“You know, Tony has only been giving you his view on everything that happened,” Steve counters. He’s looking at Tony like… like he’s disappointed in him, and that’s enough to get Rocket yelling angrily.
“Oh, so you sayin’ you didn’t tear the team he invested his time, his love, his effort into, apart- all so you could save a guy that Tony had offered to rehabilitate in the first place anyway? Or what about the fact you didn’t tell him that your best bud murdered his parents? That a lie too?” He snarls, and on his shoulder, Groot’s arms are slowly growing, pricklier and heavier- he can feel the weight on his shoulders.
“I think everyone needs to calm down, here-” Sam begins, but Gamora silences him, knuckles cracking as she steps forward.
Sam, wisely, takes a step back.
“You do not get to talk- not when you chose to put your trust in a man you met for three seconds, whilst he was breaking into Tony’s compound, over the actual Avenger and team-mate himself,” she hisses, hands thrown up into the air as she turns to face all of them now.
“You sicken me. I may fight and argue and be frustrated with my team- but at the end of the day, they are still my family. They are still the people I would trust without a second thought,” she shoots a glare at Sam, “who I would always tell the truth to, even if it hurts,” Steve looked at the floor, jaw set in a grim line, “and who I would never, ever ask to be on the same team as a woman who subdued them to their worst fears and tried to kill them. I would rather die.”
She spat on the floor, and then turned away. “I am going back to the ship. You may continue your discussions if you must, but I am finished. I will only kill one of them if this continues.”
“That would be a shame,” Drax says quietly, his voice low and threatening.
Tony, who spent the majority of the conversation absolutely silent, speaks up at that point. “Hey! Drax used sarcasm!”
No one laughs. He goes back to holding his head in his hand.
Peter just looks slightly sick. His hand is wrapped very, very tightly around Tony’s.
“You know that post of text that Tony showed us a few weeks ago? He called it a… a me-me? With the breadsticks and the asshole date?” Rocket pipes up after a few seconds of silence, gun still spinning ominously in his fingers. “I think it’s time for us to shove Tony in our spaceship and say we have to go, right now, immediately.”
Despite everything, Tony lets a huff of laughter escape at that. Peter- seeming to suddenly snap out of his horrified trance- nods his head approvingly, beginning to tug on Tony’s hand. “Yes. I agree. Wonderful though this diplomatic meeting of teams was, I’m afraid we have urgent business to attend to. We have to… show Tony… something awesome.”
“Yes. LOVE, AFFECTION AND VALIDATION!” Drax roars again, curling an arm around Tony’s shoulders and placing the most violent and angry kiss possible on top of his hair.
“Later, losers!” Rocket calls out, sticking his middle finger up behind him and then turning to punch Tony’s thigh gently before scarpering back to the ship.
Groot hops down from Rocket and then latches on to Tony’s forearm, clambering up his arm until he was resting on Tony’s shoulder instead. Tony glances over at him and grins happily. He’s always had a bit of a soft spot for Groot.
“hey,” he whispers, as the tiny tree alien quickly began to grow a few flowers, and then plucked them off his hand and tucked them into Tony’s hair. “I am Groot,” he whispers right back in reply.
Tony smiles, rolling his eyes. “Yeah yeah, I know. Don’t worry about them- I left them behind a long time ago.”
Steve hears that. He looks at tony for a long time, his eyes a little sad and regretful.
Tony just stares right back, and then raises his eyebrows and shrugs, adjusting the beginning of the flower-crown Groot was making for him.
“Call me the next time it gets too much for you guys to handle,” he calls out after them, as Peter and Drax both steer him hurriedly back toward the ship and away from his old team.
Groot giggles on his shoulder, and then places another flower behind his ear. “I am Groot!”
“I agree,” Tony says, just as Peter nods his own approval, gently bumping their shoulders together. “Let’s go and play Space-Tag.”
Steve smiled to himself as he watched Peter empty out his
closet to find the perfect outfit for his date. He wanted something “nice, but
not trying too hard.”
“Isn’t he adorable? I can remember being that young,
innocent and excited.”, Steve leaned his head onto Tony’s shoulder wistfully.
Tony took a sip of his coffee and scoffed, “’Innocent’ my
ass. That little boyfriend of his is gonna pull something soon, I can tell.”
“What makes you think that?”
“It’s their third date.”
Steve frowned a little and glanced up at his husband,
“What’s significant about that?”
“The third date is when most people deem it acceptable to
sleep with their partner. Some might even say you’re a prude if you don’t.”
Steve thought about this for a moment. Wade was a little bit
older than Peter, and Peter was so naïve, he probably didn’t even know what he
was in for. He needed to protect his son from this horn-dog, disgusting pervert
that Peter calls his boyfriend.
There was a knock on the door and Peter peaked out his door
at his parents, “Dad, can you get the door?”
“Why don’t you
get it, you’re right there?”, Tony said with disinterest as he took another sip
“I can’t just
open it, I have to make him wait a while.”
Tony rolled his
eyes, “He can wait outside.”
Peter turned his
attention to Steve, “Pop, pleeeaaase?”
Steve chuckled as he walked over to the door and let Wade
in. Wade stood awkwardly in the kitchen as Tony stared into his soul, enjoying
Wade’s discomfort. Peter walked out a few minutes later to greet Wade, who
immediately handed over the bouquet of wildflowers he had been holding.
“Flowers? For me? Oh, you shouldn’t have!”, Peter gushed,
obviously flattered and embarrassed.
“Can you believe it?”, Tony deadpanned as Peter rushed to
put the flowers in a vase on the table.
“Okay, well, we’re on our way to the movies. I’ll text you
guys so you know where we are so if I die you’ll know where to start looking
for my body.”
“Okay, sweetie, have fun.”, Steve smiled as the couple
walked out. The door closed and he immediately whipped around to face his
husband and frantically stage whispered, “We have to put a stop to this.”
Tony’s face lit up for the first time all day.
~ ~ ~
Peter and Wade sat down in the theater, quietly giggling
amongst themselves. Steve and Tony sat several rows behind them in terrible
make-shift disguises. Steve kept pulling his baseball cap down over his face in
an attempt to avoid eye contact while Tony adjusted the scarf warped around his
head and refused to take off his excessively large sunglasses.
Peter sat with the popcorn bucket in his lap, mindlessly
eating as he watched the movie. Because of this he almost didn’t notice Wade
slipping an arm around him. Peter didn’t realize that it was possible to
simultaneously melt and tense up, but here he is.
Tony started to slap Steve’s thigh quietly but frantically
at the sight of Wade’s arm around his son.
“What?!”, Steve hissed, afraid that Tony would attract
attention to them and get them kicked out of the theater.
Tony dramatically pointed to Wade and Peter and in a moment
of pure silence Steve gave an audible gasp. The two ducked down just in time to
avoid Peter turning around and seeing that they’re spying on his date. They
slowly rose back into their seats and intently watched as Wade inched closer
and closer to Peter, who was staring straight ahead at the big screen. Right as
Wade was about to lean in for a kiss, a bucket of popcorn came mysteriously
flying towards him and hit him in the face.
Wade and Peter turned and looked around but saw nothing
“Huh. That was weird. Are you okay?”, Peter asked.
“Yeah, of course. I wonder who threw that.”
~ ~ ~
Wade and Peter walked arm in arm into the restaurant with
Tony and Steve walking several feet behind them. Peter laughed and talked with
his boyfriend as his parents hid behind their menus a few tables away. Tony
nonchalantly peered over his menu to see the boys as they talked and laughed
while Steve worked on constructing a menu fort on the table.
They sat like this for quite some time, watching the boys
and repeatedly asking the waiter for more time to look at the menu and water
refills. The waiter arrived with Wade and Peter’s food and Tony groaned to see
that they were sharing a plate of spaghetti.
“It’s like that kids movie with the dogs,” Steve murmured,
excited to be able to make a movie reference that Tony would get.
“I would tell you to be more specific because
dog-themed-kids-movies is probably its own genre at this point, but yes. It is like that kids movie with the dogs.”
“Oh, uh… you’ve got a little something right there. On your
lip,” Wade chuckled as he motioned to his own face.
Peter blushed slightly and tried to wipe it off, “Better?”
“No, other side. Here, lemme just…” Wade leaned across the
table and gently wiped some sauce off of Peter’s bottom lip. He couldn’t help
but smile as he looked into Peter’s eyes and let his hand rise to caress his
cheek. Wade’s voice fell to a low whisper, “There. Perfect as usual.”
Peter’s heart skipped a beat as Wade started to lean in
closer. What if he had garlic breath? What if he still had spaghetti sauce on
his lips? What if Wade thinks he’s a horrible kisser and he pretends not to
notice but he never calls again and when he drops him off later it will be the
last time he ever sees him and oh my god-
Suddenly some man in a headscarf dramatically bumped into a
waiter carrying a tray of drinks that toppled over onto Peter and Wade.
~ ~ ~
Tony and Steve were rushing to get home before Wade and
Peter did and realized that they had been gone this whole time. They got into
the house just in time to see Wade’s car pull up from the window.
“Okay, they’re home.” Steve let out a sigh of relief. “They
aren’t going to do anything sexual, everything is going to be okay.”
“Unless they decide to have a quickie in the backseat,” Tony
said before taking a sip of his now cold coffee.
“…unless they WHAT?!”
“I had a really great time tonight, thanks for taking me
out,” Peter said as he smiled shyly at Wade from the passenger seat.
“Yeah, no, totally, thanks for coming. Everything’s always
more fun when you’re around anyways. Here, uh, let me walk you to the door. Don’t
move,” Wade flashed a smile at his new boyfriend and ran around to open his car
door for him.
They slowly walked in silence up to the front door and
turned to face each other.
“Sooo… I’ll call you later. When I get home, if you want,”
Wade glanced down and shuffled his feet a bit.
“Yeah, uh, I’d like that. You know, if you want to. But it’s
almost curfew so I should probably head inside.”
“Oh, yeah, okay. So, uhh. Goodnight,” Wade turned around and
started heading back towards his car.
He immediately spun around, “Yeah, Pete?”
Peter took a few steps forward, grabbed the collar of Wade’s
t-shirt and smashed his lips into his boyfriend’s. Wade stood stunned for a
second before melting into it and placing one hand on Peter’s neck and the
other on his cheek. They finally broke apart and Peter took a few steps
backwards towards the front door. He opened it and stepped inside as Wade stood
with a happy, stunned look on his face.
“Goodnight, Wade”, Peter smiled flirtatiously as he closed
Wade couldn’t wipe the huge smile off his face as he slid
over the hood of his car and hopped back into the driver’s seat. He leaned his
back and just stared at the ceiling for a while, soaking up the best feeling he’s
had in a long time.
~hope y’all aren’t lactose intolerant bc this is CHEESY~
A/N: I can’t believe all the love and support I got on the first part. I know this part is kinda short but it’s mostly a filler and to get a few important things in. I love you all, and let me know what you thing. Also as I pasted this in, I realized it didn’t save the last 150ish words so the last but was written on my phone. Pardon any mistakes
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Summary: When Bucky Barnes hired a Nanny, he thought he was going to hire someone to take care of the kid. But when she starts, he knows that she is more than just a Nanny
“Hi, Princess! Were you good for Uncle Clint?” Bucky asked, holding the small girl in his arms, the three of you walking into the house.
While Bucky was distracted, you grabbed your phone and sent Nat a text letting her know that you wouldn’t be able to be picked up by four and you would let her know if you still needed a ride. Pocketing your phone, you looked around the house quickly before you heard your name being called.
A gift for my fashion-loving, inspirational lil’ shit, @raspberry-yogurt. Sunspot invited X-Men and Avengers out for a relaxing day on his obscenely expensive yacht, soaking up the sunlight in sunny Panama ;)
OK Spidey was great & we really got to see the growth of Peter bUT IS NOBODY GONNA MENTION THAT TONY GOT PEPPER BACK?!??
Like after Civil War Tony has really become a broken man who has lost everything: the team he worked so hard to keep together no matter the cost, the knowledge of the true nature of his parents’ deaths and the betrayal that came with it, and the loss of the love of his life in Pepper. It made me sooooo happy to see Tony HAPPY again!
One of the reasons that Tony is hesitant to take on the role of mentor with Peter is because of Obadiah Stane.
We all know that Tony has a hard time trusting anyone and that he genuinely does care about Peter. But Obadiah’s betrayal not only as a business partner, father figure and mentor just shattered his faith in himself in that role for Peter.
Setting aside everything that happened with the Avengers in the Civil War, Tony really does care about Peter and taking on the role of mentor and defacto father figure scares him not only with Stane’s betrayal but Tony’s own lack of connection with his own father, Howard. So him embracing this role not only will help him heal from CW but helps him get passed Stane’s betrayal and Howard’s lack of parenting, and shows Tony that he can be that person that people can rely on not just as a teammate but as family.