Alphas Little Omega

“So, hat or no hat?” Ned held the hat over his head then pulled it off again, and again, finally he dropped it on his head and did a 360 in front of the mirror, “Is it too formal? I mean, what should we expect from a senior thanksgiving party at one of the most popular girls houses?” He paused his admiration when he got no reply, “What are you doing?” 

Peter hummed in acknowledgement tapping away on his computer which had cables leading to his suit, “Peter!” Peter dropped the pen that was in his mouth and turned quickly, “What?” 

“What are you doing?” 

“I have a theory.” Peter said, picking his pen back up, “I think this suit has more to offer than I have access to.”

“Something happened on patrol?” Ned asked, sitting next to him.

“Well, I had the suit on and was talking to myself, trying to remember what those alien weapons looked like when Karen told me  she had footage, which is awesome except that it’s part of,” he turned away and murmured, “the baby monitor protocol.”

Ned snickered, “The what?”

“Baby monit-look it doesn’t matter, what matters is I think there's something more in this suit, but I can’t figure out…”

“Scoot over.” Ned took over the computer and started typing so Peter grabbed some tweezers and started looking for the tracker. “Oooh yeah, there are a ton of other subsystems in here, but they’re all disabled by the training wheels protocol.”

“The train-” Peter peeked over his shoulders glaring at the screen, “turn it off!”

Ned got serious, shaking his head slightly, “I don’t think that’s a good idea, I mean Iron Man has it on for a reason right? Plus what if it’s illegal, wait, are you taking out the tracker? That doesn’t seem like a good idea!” 

“Ned! Mr. Stark only sees me as some kid. I need to prove to him that I am one hundred percent an adult. A man, a man, who is a spider and ready to take on-well you know!” He stood up from the bed and motioned wildly, “Plus Liz’s party is outside of town and he’ll get suspicious if I have the suit on over there…”

“You’re going to wear your suit to-wait, what am I saying? If I were you I would probably wear this suit all the time,” he typed a few things while mumbling, “in the shower, to bed…All done.” The suit lit up a couple of times and Peter quickly put it on.

“You never answered my question Peter.”  he turned toward him wide eyed, “hat or no hat?”

♧♤♧♤

“Peter, Ned, you came!” Liz approached them with a genuine smile, “Nice hat Ned.”

“Thank you, this party is awesome!” Ned motioned with his arms, “You even have a dj!”

“Penis Parker in the house!” Flash called from the booth. Liz glared at him then looked back and the two apologetically. “When he came in, he basically claimed it. Guess that’s what happens when you’re dads rich.” She put a hand on Peter’s arm, “Us omegas have to stick together. Say the word and I’ll kick him off the thing.”

“N-no,” Peter smiled appreciating the gesture, “I’ll just go grab a drink.” He passed Liz with a pat on her arm and made his way to the kitchen grabbing a soda. He turned leaning against the counter and saw Ned chatting up one of the girls he’d been talking about for months. His lips tugged up, good for him, she was a kind beta a little shy but who were they to talk. He turned looking out the window, woah she has a pool. He was surprised no one was out there, although it was really cold out...he stepped outside breathing in the chilly air.

His ears picked up something and he felt his hairs stand just a little. He looked through the window and the party seemed fine… Looking around he jumped on the garage then to the roof of the house looking around. A blue light shot out in the distance and he tensed, it looked just like the alien weapon! 

Good luck with the party Ned, it was his time to prove himself! He ran from house to house then swung through some trees before landing in a field, he shot out a web then stood shocked for a moment when the web just flung out into an open field. Taking a deep breath he started running again, “Note to self, get Tony to give me some wings!” He finally made it through and saw the blast again, this time much closer. He climbed up the bridge hearing people below making a deal.

“-just want to stick someone up, not shoot ‘em back in time!” There were three of them, man that van was full of alien tech. This must be where the bank robbers got their weapons.

“-we even got anti-grav climbers.” This seemed to get the buyers attention. 

Loud yodeling startled him out of his observations. Crap! Ned's face appeared on his phone which he tried to silence quickly.

“You setting us up?” The man said, pulling out a gun.

Without thinking he dropped down into view, “Woah, hey come on! If you’re going to shoot at someone, shoot at me!”

The man glanced at him, “Fine.” He turned the gun toward him ready to shoot and Peter shot out a web pulling the gun from his grasp. He took that chance to run at the van but when the second man turned around he had another new weapon on his arm. A strong punch from the alien weapon sent him flying back into the bridge. Laying on the ground a little dazed he saw them start to drive away, he flung the web at the door of the open van and, wow he didn’t think this through, started being dragged behind the van.

Huh, Karen hasn’t even asked if I wanted to contact Mr. Stark. Guess I do have more freedom. A new alien weapon shot out knocking one van door off just nearly missing him. He switched positions getting dragged on his behind, “Ow my butt!” He dodged a few more shots from the gun before getting slammed into the side of a parked car, and some trash cans, and oh that’s a brick mail-”Ouch.” His web broke off so he stood trying to fling a new web to the van, the other door simply fell off and he lifted his arm exasperated.

“Guess we’ll take a short cut.” A few backyards and traumatized children later, he finally hopped on a roof from one to another until, “Almost there!” He did one final jump when he felt something hard close tightly around his foot dragging him upward.

“Hey what the hell!” He tried to reach up to free his foot but the robot thing, wait that was a guy in a suit, was flying too quickly. He struggled to reach upward, sore body protesting when he heard an alert in his suit. Suddenly there was a harsh tug from behind freeing him from the grasp of the metal guy. A parachute. He was falling too quickly and landed in his parachute, Shit that’s not supposed to happen! He struggled to turn, to get out and have the thing work like it was supposed to. Man, things were starting to blur, he couldn’t catch his breath. He was falling for so long, maybe he should tell Karen- he felt the water hit his back like a hundred bricks. He couldn’t breath in, icy water surrounded him, and he’d turned off his tracker, he was going to die. He struggled to untangle himself from the shoot to no avail, it got darker and darker. 

Suddenly there was a bright white light and he panicked for a second, don’t go to the light Peter! Until he realized it was the necklace he’d had hidden under his suit. The light felt warm, and suddenly surrounded his body. Oxygen somehow entered his body and he could take a breath. A moment later he felt two hands pull him and he was back on land, his mask lifted as he coughed up a bit of the lake and with blurry eyes. 

“N-no.” He protested trying to pull the mask back down.

“Stop little omega, it’s me.”

Peter looked up blinking blearily, “Strange?” He coughed once more feeling Strange rubbing his back in a circular motion.

“How did this happen?” Dr. Strange asked exasperated. “I thought Tony told you to stay out of this.”

“Y-y-y-yeah, I w-was but I w-was at this pa-r-rty-” 

Dr. Strange sighed, “Karen, can you activate the suit’s heater?”

“Heater activated.” Peter let out a long breath finally relaxing his tense muscles. “Oh, that’s nice.”

“Peter, you should know I left Tony in a hurry-”

“Peter, I’m sorry for interrupting but Mr. Stark is on the line, and is using his override.” Karen announced.

“Peter Benjamin Parker, are you okay?” Tony’s voice came out in a rush.

“Y-yeah, I’m-” 

“What’s her name, Karen? Yeah, give me his vitals.” Peter blinked as she listed his injuries, from the scrape on his knee to even mentioning the great fall and almost drowning.

“I-in my defense!” Peter started.

“In your defense? Pete I haven’t even started your condemnation. Why don’t we start with the fact that you almost drowned right? How can you drown in your bedroom?”

Peter’s face heated up despite his wet face, “You see-”

“Because I think that means that you not only messed with the suit, but for some reason thought it was a genius move to remove the tracker. The tracker that I put in there for situations like this!” Tony said furiously, “and your phone, the brand spanking new phone that I’d made just for you. The tracker is disabled there as well.”

“I thought that I-”

“Which you know the phone, if you don’t want me to know where you are, then I guess I get it. The suit it’s unacceptable, but there are protocols in place that would have it so when you were flung hundreds of feet in the air, I would know about it so I could, I don’t know, keep you alive!”

“Tony, take a breath.” Steve urged.

“Oh Steven we are past that, because that also means that while you were taking off the tracker that you hacked my suit! You. Hacked. My. Suit.” Tony sounded resigned, “Peter, I feel like I can’t trust you anymore.”

Peter’s eyes welled up with tears, “M-Mr. Stark, I-I’m sorry please-”

“No. We’re so far past that. Do you know what would’ve happened if you weren’t wearing that necklace?” Peter looked up at Strange with tears in his ears and Strange kept his hand on his shoulder offering a small squeeze, “Stephen.”

“Yes Tony?”

“Take the suit.” Tony breathed.

Peter shook his head throat tightening, “No Mr. Stark please! I’m nothing without the suit!” 

“If you’re nothing without it then you shouldn’t have it!” Tony shouted. “Stephen take it, kid the FBI is on this. I am taking this seriously, you need to stay out of it and that is final.” The line disconnected and Peter let out a breathy sob.

“Peter, I’m sorry. I will be taking the suit though.”

“But I-I don’t have anything under this.” Peter muttered feeling humiliated. Stephen just nodded creating a small portal and reaching in pulling out a large shirt, sweatpants, and a bit too large pair of slides. Peter sniffed a few times to get the barely there scent, “I-is this yours?” he croaked.

Stephen nodded observing him, “save us the time of going somewhere to get you clothes.” Peter nodded numbly and changed while Strange turned away.

“Let's take a walk.” Stephen said as they walked around the bend of the lake.

“Mr. Stark doesn’t understand.” Peter started, “I-there were criminals out there today! I stopped them from selling some more weapons!”

“More like thwarting one deal. Peter, I know you understand that Tony isn’t angry you went up against them today. Aggravated yes,” He stopped in front of Peter giving him a look, “You know he trusts you? Said you were the future of this team, who he wanted to look out for more than anything. Why did you take off the tracker and modify the suit?

Peter looked down guilty, “I thought,” he chewed on his lip, “look I thought if I could solve this, take them down that Tony would stop looking at me like some pup! I’m 18! He asked Hope and Rhodey and that Dr. Foster to be on his team but not me? H-He avoided me! I wanted to protect him but he chose-” he looked up eyes wide then shook his head, “doesn’t matter. He hates me now…”

Strange scoffed, “As if that were possible.”

“He only sees me as some kid.” Peter whispered.

“No.” Stephen started walking again to keep up.

“What do you mean no?”

“Peter-” he stopped, breathing in deeply through his nose, “you smell off.” 

Peter’s eyes grew, “O-oh, it's nothing.”

Strange shook his head taking a step closer then his eyes widened, “you didn’t smell like this before?” 

“I have this cologne that’s supposed to mask scents, I don’t want someone tracking down spiderman and getting to me.” 

Strange’s brows furrowed, “But you smelt different at the tower too?” 

Peter flushed, “I-I use two different colognes...Look it’s not a big deal, we’re out here alone anyway.”

“Peter, your original scent is off too. Have you seen a doctor?”

“Nothing’s wrong with me, don't worry about it.” Peter passed him feeling annoyed.

“It took you two different times to try to scent me to understand that I had a scent blocker, so you’re senses are off too.” the doctor started diagnosing, “does it have to do with the spider bite? You aren’t recognizing things you should recognize-”

“I’m on suppressants okay!” Peter half shouted, not stopping his pace.

Strange put a hand on his shoulder to stop him, “For how long?”

“...Four and a half years.” Peter said suddenly finding the tree by them very interesting.

“Have you taken a three month break every year?” Peter didn’t answer and Strange’s eyes flashed, “Peter?”

“I don’t have time to have heats. I’m. You know, a superhero.” he tried to ignore how the pants sagged a little when he talked.

“If you don’t take those breaks to allow your body to function naturally it will mess with your system. Like oh I don't know, your scent. Or your ability to scent someone. It’s probably been four years since you’ve been able to track someone down with just this” he pointed to his nose, “am I right?”

“Well, with the spider bite I don’t need,” he copied Strange’s motion, “this. I have my spidey senses, and the sui-.” he exhaled harshly looking at the limp clothing in Strange’s arm and Stephen nodded sullenly. 

Stephen mumbled under his breath, “This explains so much.” probably not realizing Peter’s super hearing.

“Explains what?” 

Strange’s mouth opened for a moment before he shook his head, “Peter. Being on suppressants that long can damage you. Do you really not want to be able to scent anyone again? Or, I don’t know have your mate be able to get your proper scent?” Peter looked at the ground kicking it a few times, “A heat would only be for maybe eight days total. You owe it to yourself to get back on the right track.”

“But what if-”

“You have a whole team of superheroes here if anything happens.” Strange interrupted making a portal to Peter’s bedroom and Peter stepped through looking back at the golden light, “and Peter. You should wear your natural scent more often, it’s nice.” and with that the portal closed.

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“Four years?” Tony questioned, “even I know that’s not a good thing!”

“I caught his natural scent though.” Strange said running his hand through Tony’s hair. After getting home he caught Tony up on a few things and they ended up in bed, legs tangled.

“You did?” Tony sat up suddenly, “and?”

Strange nodded at the ceiling, “he’s definitely ours.”

Tony let out a humorless chuckle, “but he wont recognize us as his true mates-”

“Because he’s all but lost his ability to scent.” Strange looked thoughtful, “I think he gets something-

“Like how people are colorblind but can still see?” 

Strange raised an eyebrow and nodded slightly, “Exactly, actually. I think he also has some instincts about you too, but that could also be because you’re his childhood crush.” he smiled dragging his finger across Tony’s lip, which he nipped at.

“Is he-How angry was he?” Tony asked, getting serious.

“He’s upset, he thinks you hate him.”

“As if that could happen.” Tony scoffed and Strange chuckled.

“I think he feels left out of all this.” he motioned at the room, “he loves being spiderman, and really likes you. I think you blocking him out all those months have made our little omega insecure.”

Tony rolled onto his back with a huff, “Even if he could recognize us as his soulmates, at that time he was a minor, and the age difference! God the media would eat us alive. Not to mention the fact that when we come out as a couple, even as true mates which would soften the blow, alpha on alpha action is only really popular in the porn area.”

“Tony.” Strange said leaning over him inches from his face, “I get why you worry, but he is our soulmate. I encouraged him to take some time to let his body adjust, when he does if he comes by and recognizes us as he should have from the start, we need to be there for him. No matter what anyone says. Because you-” he kissed him on the cheek, “and him,” another to the forehead, “are the only ones I care about in this life.” 

Tony took a deep breath then whispered, “I just want to protect him, and you.”

“We’re superheroes Tony. We’ll protect each other.” He leaned in pressing their mouths together softly and Tony’s arm wrapped around the other’s shoulder. They pulled back looking at each other for a moment before Tony leaned up pressing Strange against the bed, “Say everything’s gonna be okay.” He pleaded, straddling him. 

“We’ll make it work Tony.” His hands dragged from Tony’s face down his shoulders and to his sweatpants, lingering at the band, “All three of us, we’ll figure it out.” he used his thumbs to rub the sensitive spot on his hip bones, “besides we’re all geniuses.” Tony leaned down crushing their lips together as Jarvis dimmed the light.