Alphas Little Omega

"Can you believe it? Only seven more months til we're free of this prison." Ned closes his locker suddenly leaning in to whisper, "Will you be a full time Avenger after graduation?" 

Peter chuckled at Ned's wide eyes, "I don't know, maybe…" he trails off. "Mr. Stark is looking for more recruits for the new Avengers." After Siberia Tony took enough time to heal up, keeping distant from Peter who'd tried to visit the alpha on multiple occasions. Every time he was turned down by Friday who would just let him know Sorry Peter, Boss is busy. He tried not to feel hurt about it, but he felt something on their trip and thought Tony did too. Wait, what was he thinking? An alpha like Tony interested in a barely legal omega like him? What did he have to offer? He sighed, closing his locker with more force than necessary. 

"They'd be dumb not to have Spider-Man on their team." Ned consoled patting Peter's shoulder. "Though he's got his own wizard now which is…" he noticed the look on Peter's face, "still totally nothing compared to Spider-Man!" He raised his hand which Peter high fived slowly.

Dr. Strange, after the separation of the Avengers he had come out of nowhere, helping to heal Tony then offering to be a standby Avenger. Peter had yet to meet the Alpha, but couldn't help but to feel sour at the man. After all, when Tony was too busy for him, he was usually with the doctor. 

"And he left you the suit!" He whispered loudly, "that thing had to cost a fortune! Like literally a million bucks or something."

Peter smiled a little, that was one thing that kept him sane. It also made patrols a lot easier, and more fun. “Speaking of, will you be out tonight or do you have enough time to stop by. My newest Lego Hogwarts set has-"

"Sorry Ned, crime doesn't rest." Peter interrupted checking his watch, he looked up to see Ned's crestfallen expression and sighed, "how about tomorrow? May wanted to have a 'surprise' birthday dinner for me, she expects me to be home all day so bring it then, okay?” Ned lit up at that letting Peter go with a smile. 

“Hey Karen.” He said after changing in the alley.

“Hello Peter, how did you do on your English paper?” 

Peter nodded perched on top of the building, “Good, the paper was actually pretty easy.” He stood up from his crouched position, “Anything on the police scanners?”

“Not yet. I will alert you when something comes up.” she remarked.

He jumped to the next building, “guess we’ll just do a perimeter check!” A few hours and saving a cat from a tree later he sat again on the edge of the building looking out on the city, Stark tower stood tall in his line of sight and he suppressed a sigh, “Hey, Karen.”

“Yes Peter?”

“H-how’s Mr. Stark doing?” he asked.

“Mr. Stark’s been recovered for quite some time now Peter.” 

“No-I mean yeah- but like, is he you know...happy?” he urged, “the last time I saw him he took me home and he went through all that with his team-ugh, ex team. Then doctor magic guy shows up and is suddenly Tony’s best friend, or more…” he trailed off shaking his head, “and he won’t talk to me, and I know he’s a busy guy-” his voice broke which just made him angry. The mask was starting to get damp with a few stray tears and he stood up.

“Peter,” Karen started softly, “It has been over a month since you have tried to contact him. Perhaps you would like to-”

“No.” Peter shook his head, “I don’t want to bother him.” I don’t want to be a bother.

Daylight was falling away when a sudden burst of blue light caught his attention. “That’s by the bank.” he flung out a web and swung his way to the entrance of the place. Huh, not locked. He walked in using the door then felt out of place, maybe I should’ve made a grand entrance . Lifting one arm to the wall he tried to lean nonchalantly against it, “Hey guys, forget your pin number?”

The four masked robbers looked up suddenly reaching for weapons. One pulled out a rifle and Peter slung a web at it, then jerked his arm causing the gun to rip from his hands smacking the two next to him in the face. 

“Shall I contact Mr. Stark?” Karen’s voice rang out.

“So he can think I’m not ready to take care of the big stuff,” he dodged one’s punch pushing his elbow using the backswing to hit his fist into the attacker behind him, “no way!”

He jumped attaching his hands to the ceiling and kicked the other in the chest then stood on the ceiling, “You really should know better than to rob a bank in New York. You know who protects it right?” he asked dodging the punches with a slight tilt of his head. “I mean other than me.” 

He finally grabbed the guys fist throwing him into his friend and saw a man farther from him grab a weird weapon, he leapt toward him but just a mere foot away the weapon activated freezing him in mid air. “Ugh, this feels so weird!” he called out struggling to move, his assailant then moved the weapon deactivating it tossing  him across the room into the wall.

“Woah, what is that thing?” he demanded when the man reactivated the weapon slamming him from the ceiling to floor, when he went to smack him into the ceiling again, Peter threw out his hand grasping to the floor and slung a web to a cabinet behind the assailant pulling it to hit him in the back.

“These weapons appear to be alien.” Karen’s voice put in. “Something Mr. Stark would most definitely like to be aware of.” 

“I got this!” he said, kicking one in the face. He webbed another’s weapon and hand to the glass door and landed by his head on the wall lifting the mask peeking under, “Who are you guys anyway?” his spidey senses went off just in time for him to see yet another weapon different from the first, but still alien being aimed at him. 

“Wait wait!” He called but the person fired, he pulled the assailant to the side so he wouldn’t get struck as well, his shoulder getting a small portion of the blast. Wincing he noticed the man lose control and the laser shot out across the street to his regular deli causing an explosion.

“Mr. Delmar!” he yelled running across the street and jumping through the debris, the man was coughing laying on the ground behind the counter covered in soot. The cat beside him, covered in debris as well, he bent down to scoop her up and used his freehand to lug Mr. Delmar out the door.

Once he was out he looked back at the bank which was now vacated. Well crap. He handed the cat back to the man and launched another web swinging to the top of the building. He watched as police pulled up and reached his hand to cover his injured shoulder, it came back bloody and he sighed. 

“Peter my monitors detect multiple abrasions and a sizeable burn on the right-”

“Yeah, Karen I sense that too.” just then a golden light appeared behind him and he let out a less than manly shriek.

Tony stepped through with a small drone and if the cloak didn’t give it away, Dr. Strange too. “Kid, it’s been a while.” 

“Three months,” Peter countered, dragging his eyes away from Tony to land on Strange, “but who’s counting.”

Tony made a face but schooled it quickly pressing a few buttons on the modified drone, it lit up and flew over to the bank scanning the building. “I have this under control.” Peter continued.

“Is that why everything’s on fire?” Strange asked with a brow raise.

“I-That was not my fault!” Peter argued.

“Why didn’t you call me sooner?” Tony questioned taking a step toward him.

Peter clenched his jaw, willing himself not to step back when Tony’s scent hit him, “Would you have answered?” he countered and ducked his head when he saw Tony flinch at that, “I-I had it under contr-”

“You’re injured.” Tony remarked nostrils flaring.

Peter lifted his hand to probe at the shoulder but it was caught before his finger could touch, “Don’t.” Strange said with an unreadable expression, “We’ll take you back to get it properly treated.” 

Peter looked at the alpha for a moment before slowly but forcefully taking his arm back, “It’ll be like brand new in the next few days anyways. No need to be all fussy about it.” he went to walk away, feeling proud of himself for his willpower when Tony caught the elbow of his good arm, “Kid, please. Let the doc look at you. Then afterward you can head home.”

Peter wrinkled his nose at the ever reminding name thankful the mask was there to cover it. “Fine.”

Strange lifted his arms again summoning the portal, “Woah! That is so-” He looked at the two alphas, “uh, useful. Yeah.” he ducked his head and walked in after Tony feeling momentarily disoriented at being inside the tower in the medical bay. Tony put his hand on his back to steady him and once again Peter was glad the mask was there to hide his blush.

“You can remove the mask if you wish Peter.” Dr. Strange said and Peter turned to Tony, shocked and angry.

“Wasn’t me kid.” Tony said, raising his hand in surrender, “It’s part of his magicy thing. He just knows some stuff, I would never reveal your secret to anyone.”

Peter yanked off his mask and stalked toward Strange, “and what about you doctor, would you tell anyone?” 

Dr. Strange’s lip upturned at one side before schooling again, “I am the keeper of many secrets, little omega. Your secret is safe with me.”

Peter glared at him a moment longer before sighing and wincing when his shoulder protested his exaggerated movement.

“Let’s get that looked at.” he stood in front of Peter and motioned for him to lower his suit so he could get a good look at the shoulder.

Peter felt the flush rising to his cheeks again but tried not to squirm, he was toned but not overly buff. Being an omega made it harder for him to get the muscles he wanted, but the spider bite more than made up for it. He did his best to keep his head down, not wanting to see Tony’s reaction, who was hovering to Dr. Strange’s left. Tony made a hissing sound when the suit, or most of it peeled away from his injured shoulder.

“We’re going to have to pull a few of the pieces of suit that are stuck to the burn off before we clean it.” Strange explained looking mildly sympathetic.

Peter just nodded, watching as Tony’s hand hovered by the doctor’s lower back, suddenly he felt more tired. It was becoming more and more accepted to have the same orientation relationships, Alpha-alpha, omega-omega, he knew there was nothing wrong with Tony being with the doctor other than the fact that he wanted him himself. Strange finished pulling the last bit of fabric from his burn when he finally looked up at Tony and was startled. Tony was looking at the wound on his shoulder like he’d caused it himself, he looked like it was causing him pain as well.

Before he could say anything Strange was back with a bottle in hand, “Let’s rinse that under cool water first.” He led Peter to the sink bending him over slightly to put his shoulder under the stream. Peter sucked in a sharp breath letting it out slowly. He felt another hand on his back just below the shoulder and glanced over at Tony who offered an encouraging smile. Something soft brushed his hair and his brows furrowed seeing Tony’s smile grow to amused. He glanced over at Strange again to see him roll his eyes. His eyes grew as he saw what was petting his head, "Woah is that thing sentient?" Peter asked, turning slightly.

Ignoring the question Strange allowed him to turn all the way around dabbing the wound with gentleness and purpose only a doctor could possess. The cloak detached itself from strange going to float next to Tony instead. “Okay, kid. I’m going to put some of this on you, it will help with the pain.”

“What is it?” Peter asked, trying to sniff it, he couldn’t make out any strong scents.

“A salve made from a mix of herbs in Kamar Taj and the sap of the oldest willow tree on the grounds.” he looked at Peter's wide eyes, “A magic salve.”

Peter chuckled, “Will I sprout wings?” he then got serious, “Wait, could I sprout wings?!”

“Kid, if you wanted wings you could’ve just asked.” Tony input.

Doctor Strange shook his head, “Most pain relief doesn't work on more ‘enhanced’ people such as yourself.” He scooped out some and slowly applied it, “So I made some myself.”

“But I thought the only other enhanced…” he trailed off not wanting to mention the ex team member, “Unless…” he looked at Tony heart skipping a beat, “did you make it for me?” Tony nodded picking at some paper on his desk.

He started to smile, feeling lighter than he had in months, “Tha-” his phone started ringing and he blinked a few times, pulling out the phone he saw May’s face on the screen and the time above it. “Crap.”

“We should get you home.” Tony said straightening up.

“Make a portal to that alley he thinks no one sees him change in.” He winked at Peter, “Don’t worry kid I’m working on that.”

Stephen let out an amused chuff complying with Tony, “Take the salve Spiderkid.” Stephen said, “if it gives you more pain just apply a small amount.”

Peter stepped through grabbing his bag and turned to watch the portal close. Tony gave a small wave and Dr. Strange smirked. When the portal closed he couldn’t help but feel cold. Putting on his shirt and jeans he slung his bag over his good shoulder and went back to aunt May. 

He laid in bed that night thinking about the two alphas. He guesses Dr. Strange isn’t too bad, for an alpha stealer. That cloak was pretty awesome too, and magic-wait, getting carried away. He was trying to steal Tony, he wasn’t someone he should like right? He closed his eyes to a dreamless night.