Teen Dad Two
Teen Dad Two
Peter Parker x Reader
Warnings: none I think lol
A/N: If you want a part 3, let me know. Again, if this does not get much request for part three (which is most likely a last part) then it ends here. I hope you guys like it as much (or even more) than the first one :) I larb you guys lots!
“Did he really just say ’I still have that Stark Internship after all’?” you thought.
Is he saying that being Spider-Man is more important than you two’s future?
Even May was surprised.
“Is that all you care about Peter?”
“It’s my future (Y/n)!”
“And this baby isn’t?!”
May walked up to Peter, I think she was about to slap him, but you stopped her before she could even pass you.
“I just don’t think I could be a dad yet (Y/n). Wh– what are you going to do?”
“What am I going to do?”
He nods. Wow.
You scoff, scratching the back of your head.
“I can’t believe you right now,” you said quietly, looking away from him.
You turn to him slowly.
“I’m going to raise this baby by myself. If you’re not going to help me.”
And with that, you got up and walked away. Stopping by the door, you turn to Aunt May.
“I’ll keep you updated May.”
Then you turn to Peter.
“See you around Pete.”
And with that, you were gone. No pleading for you to stay, no ‘I’m sorry (Y/n), I didn’t mean to. Please don’t go.’ Not even a text, or a call. There might be some tears. Though you didn’t see them, you saw his eyes shining, covered with a thin layer of unshattered tears.
I guess this was it.
It’s been a few weeks since the day you told Peter. Still no word from him.
You were now a month and a half along. Still not showing.
You got new sonogram pictures. You would stop by Peter’s to give them to Aunt May. Peter was never there. Being Spider-Man seems like his only priority.
Winter Break was starting, you finished your last final of the first semester. This was the first time you got through a final without having a ‘study date’ with Peter the week before.
Walking through the hallways of Midtown, you saw Peter for the first time in weeks. He was taking out books from his locker, while talking to Ned.
You sucked it up, holding your head up high, and walking right past him. He didn’t even flinch, continuously talking to Ned.
“Dude, she just walked past you. What are you doing? I haven’t seen you talking in weeks! What is going on?”
“It’s complicated Ned.”
“Seriously, what’s happening between you too?”
Peter looks at him with a stern face, opening his locker wider for him to see.
“Woah, are you serious?”
Inside his locker door was two ultrasounds pictures. The first one you ever got taken and the second one you just took. You gave two to Aunt May, just incase Peter decided to care.
“Is it (Y/n)’s?”
Peter scoffs, giving Ned a shove, “of course it’s hers! Who else would it be?”
Ned holds his hands up, “alright. Geez.”
Peter looks at him silently before slamming his locker close.
“What am I going to do Ned?”
“What do you want to do?”
“I don’t want to lose her, but then again, I’m not ready to be a dad either!”
He sighs, rubbing his face, “I can’t take care of a baby and the world at the same time.”
“The world? That’s what the Avengers are for.”
“Alright, then the city.”
“Which one do you think is more important? Being Spider-Man or being with (Y/n)?”
Peter looks at his best friend, then the ground, “I don’t know Ned. I love being Spider-Man, but I love (Y/n) too. I have no idea what to do.”
He looks back up to him.
When you got home, you ran straight to your room, ignoring your mom’s question.
“How was your day sweetie?”
She says it everyday, and everyday you replied with a sniffle.
You jumped on your bed, crying for the millionth time. You actually saw him today, and he didn’t even notice you. He really doesn’t care does he?
You lay there, for the rest of the day.
“This is how I’m going to be spending the next two weeks aren’t I?” you asked yourself.
“No, no you’re not.”
You turn around to see your mom standing at the door.
“What do you mean I’m not? I’ve been spending the last few weeks like this and I think I’m starting to get used to it.”
She walks towards you, sitting at the foot of your bed.
“You need to stop crying about Peter.”
“Why mom? Why? I can’t help it that it upsets me that a stupid ‘internship’ is more important than our relationship.”
Your mom looks at your face with concern, wiping away the tears that stained your cheeks.
“I promise, everything will be alright.”
Because you trusted her words.
Because your mom never broke a promise.
Peter climbed out the window, wearing his suit, swinging across the city.
He stopped at the roof of one building, just comfortably sitting at the edge, eating a churro.
“Hello? Mr. Stark? I just wanted to know if I have any missions to go to this coming week? I just got out of school. I have winter break for two weeks, so I’m free for whenever you need me!”
“Nope! We got everything covered! Enjoy your winter break Spidey, by–”
“Wait! Mr. Stark! What if you have any emergency missions? Call me?”
“Spidey– listen– we have everything under control alright? Just enjoy your break. Spend time with your girlfriend or something. (Y/n) right?”
Peter suddenly felt his heart drop, looking down at the cars and shops below him.
“Yeah, about that–” Peter scratches his head. He can feel a knot beginning to form in his throat.
“What is it Peter?”
“I made a huge mistake and I still don’t know what to do about it.”
Peter had tears streaming down his cheeks. He runs his fingers through his messy curls.
“I– I don’t know what to do..”
Peter waited in front of Starbucks, then, a car pulled up to him.
The windows roll down slowly, “Get in.”
Peter nodded, getting into the black car.
“So what happened Pete? What’s got you so down?”
Peter looks up at Tony, “(Y/n)’s pregnant, and I didn’t react the way she wanted me too when she told me and we haven’t talked for weeks.”
Tony scoffs, “that’s it? Why? You didn’t start crying? Or screaming ‘oh my gosh this is amazing!’? Girls always expect so much more, don’t they?”
Peter shook his head ‘no’, “No, it wasn’t like that Mr. Stark.”
“Then what happened?”
Peter inhaled deeply, “I told her that I wasn’t ready to be a dad because I had to be Spider-Man and I can’t do those two at once.”
Tony looks at him with a shocked expression, shaking his head and turning away from him.
“And why would you say that?” he said, after a moment of looking out the window.
Peter shrugged, “I don’t know? Because it’s true?”
“You care about being Spider-Man more than (Y/n)?”
“I– I don’t know?”
“Then why’d you say it?”
“I don’t know! Maybe because being Spider-Man would be better than being a dad.”
Tony shook his head.
“Peter. Do you like not having a dad?”
“No? Why would you say that?”
“Then why are you doing that to your own child? You’re really leaving (Y/n) to be Spider-Man?”
“Well, if you think about it, I’d be saving a lot of lives.”
“And how does that work?”
“Well… if I stay with (Y/n) and raise the baby, I would be taking care of two lives. Her and the baby right? But if I become Spider-Man, I’d be saving millions of lives.”
“But whose lives are more important to you?”
“My family of course.”
“And who are your family?”
“Aunt May and (Y/n).”
“Well so which are you choosing, being Spider-Man, or being a dad?”
“I told you, I don’t know.”
Tony rolls his eyes, this kid is just not getting it.
“Peter, I’m saying this one more time. You said your family’s lives are more important to you, yes?”
“If you were out right now, as Spidey, and you’re alone and you spot two crimes while swinging across buildings. One: A bank is getting robbed, the employees are held at gunpoint. Two: (Y/n)’s getting robbed and having a gun to her head. Who would you go to?”
“But more people would die if you don’t stop the bank robbery. If you go to (Y/n), only one life would be saved.”
Peter looked down, and thought about it.
“Do you understand now?”
He nods, before getting out of the car and running off.
Not another word to Tony Stark.