Confessions
“I don’t want to be in the way-” Peter rushed out but Tony shook his head.
“You won’t be.”
“But won’t Strange be back soon, I don’t want to get betwe-”
“You won’t.” Tony interrupted firmly, eyes red, leaning in so Peter's face was near his shoulder he whispered “Peter, take a deep breath.”
“W-why?” Peter stared at the shoulder taking shallow breaths, the scent was intoxicating, just a barely there scent of Strange lingering as well making it more mouthwatering.
“Because,” Tony said gently tracing his nose up Peter’s shoulder to his neck, “you need to know the truth.”
“The truth?” Peter squeaked, putting his hands on the man’s shoulder looking into his red eyes. His heart stuttered, and he felt his own eyes flash blue.
“The truth.” Tony confirmed, “that you are ours.”
Peter’s breathing halted, his eyes staring into those red orbs feeling high. He can’t mean it like that. He slowly inhaled feeling dazed, “Your-”
“ Our mate.” Tony clarified, clenching his jaw, his hand slid up the boy’s arm slowly before halting on his neck, swiping his thumb across the scent gland. Peter shivered, eyes closing and head tipping back, Tony growled possessively, nose dragging along his shoulder. Peter tensed just barely so he backed up just a few inches away from the boy's face, “Stephen wanted to tell you earlier… I wanted to wait until you graduated at least…” he confessed.
Peter stared at him wide eyed, he leaned heavily against the pillow as his ribs protested in his big intake of breath, “Y-you think I’m?” He’d clearly had a brain injury, perhaps he was hallucinating. He shook his head, the world swimming a little with the movement.
Tony watched him intently, “We know you are.” Tony sat up straighter, “You know when mates accept each other that their scent changes to the world, becomes less desirable.” Peter nodded stupidly, he’d remembered the lessons in school, someone mates and everyone will avoid them while their scents mingle. Even after the scents become ‘one’ they will smell unappealing to others. “How do we smell to you?”
Peter opened his mouth then shut it, face coloring. Tony smirked, “Well?” he pressed.
“Y-you smell like...home.” Peter confessed not meeting Tony’s eyes.
Tony put his hand on his cheek mindful of the giant bruises littering the boy’s face, he dragged his thumb across Peter’s lips, “You never found that strange? How we smell to you?”
Peter watched Tony’s face analyzing every inch of the man who was so close, this feels like a dream. Tony’s smile widened and he realised he’d said that out loud, with his heart beating hard he flicked his tongue out tasting Tony’s skin. Tony let out a small growl pressing against his lip for a moment before slowly letting his arm drop to his shoulder allowing himself to analyze his wounds.
“Tony-” A ringing came out from behind Tony and reached in his back pocket pulling out his phone, he glanced at the screen the man pulled out. “Well shit.” May’s photo was on the screen, she was trying to facetime Tony.
Peter let out a long sigh, “She’s gonna kill me.”
“Kill us probably.” Tony shrugged before swiping across the screen, “May-”
“Have you heard from Peter? It’s been over an hour since he was supposed to contact me so I called Ned and he’s freaking out saying that if he hadn’t contacted me by now that I should call you or the FBI and-”
“May!” Peter interrupted loudly, wincing at his ribs, “I-I’m here I’m okay.”
“You’re there? Stark turn the screen!” Tony made a face slowly handing over the phone. Peter let the screen face the ceiling for a moment pulling up the clean shirt to try to hide more of his injuries. “Peter!” slowly he moved the phone to face him and she let out a gasp. “What the hell happened?” Her eyes filled with tears, “P-Peter, what happened?”
“It’s uh, it’s a long story.”
“Stark, did you take him on a mission right when his vacation started!?”
“Ms. Parker I-”
“No May, it wasn’t him it was me...I,” He paused looking at Tony, “Can I have a few minutes to talk to her?”
Tony stood with a nod, “if you need anything-” Peter nodded with a smile.
He let the door shut wanting nothing more than to stay in the room with his mate. He closed his eyes cracking his neck. Walking over to his personal kitchen he took out a bottle of whiskey when a hand wrapped around his wrist “You think now is the time to drink?”
Tony let out a long breath and smiled, “I thought you were gonna be gone longer…” he allowed Strange to take the bottle from him and set it back in the cabinet.
“I did what I could, the rest is up to them.” He stepped into Tony’s space, “Friday caught me up.” His lips upturned as he skimmed his teeth along Tony’s neck, “you finally told him.”
Tony clenched his jaw, “Y-yeah, he’s on the phone with his aunt now, so we’ll probably have a phone call from the police any second now.”
“I don’t think his aunt would do that.”
Tony let out a breathy laugh setting his head against his mate’s shoulder, “He’s in bad shape…a-a building…” his breath caught in his throat and he shut his eyes, the images of what could’ve been burned in the back of his mind. Strange pulled him into a hug slowly scenting his mate, if it wasn’t for the tightening of Strange’s hands he may have even thought he’d missed that part of the story.
“We’ve got a strong mate.” Strange stated simply, “I brought him these.” Tony could hear a rattling behind his back and took a step back looking at the little bottle Strange carried.
“These the pain pills you promised?” Tony asked, opening the bottle and taking a sniff. It didn’t smell very appealing and Tony’s nose scrunched up. “Is this just weed?”
Strange rolled his eyes, “Of course not, thought it contains many herbs and-”
“I’ll just do an analysis on it later.” Tony interrupted shaking his head, “they’ll work though?”
“It was enough to drop Wong.” Strange shrugged, “He was injured, it was the perfect opportunity to make sure it would work. Wong took a third of a pill and while he was kind of loopy for the day…”
“So how much should we give him?” Tony asked, eyeing the bottle more wearily now. “His aunt is on the way, and I think we should keep him with a clearer mind to, you know...talk about things?”
Strange looked thoughtful, “we can start with a third too. See how it affects him. Up him if needed.”
“Excuse me boss.” Friday interrupted, “Peter would like you to come back in the room now.”
Tony nodded heading to the room, “Does she want to?” Tony cut off grabbing the phone noting the blank screen.
“I-I didn’t tell her about-” Peter motioned between them.
Tony nodded quiet for a moment before he heard the intake of breath behind him, “You know what? I’ll give him half a pill.” Strange said tensely.
Peter’s tried to sit up straighter but winced slumping back down, “D-dr. Strange! You’re here?”
Strange walked over to him analyzing the boy for himself, he’d already got the rundown of his injuries but it was still shocking to see him for himself. “You can call me Stephen little omega.” he pushed a few strands of hair out of the boys eyes, “How would you rate your pain right now?”
Peter’s face was burning again, “I-it’s not too bad.” He smiled, wincing a little.
“Mhmm.” Strange took out a bill and cut it in half, “Take this.” He handed him some water and hovered in case he needed more assistance. Peter took it without hesitation, downing it with half the bottle of water.
“Bleh.” he complained, “that was bitter.” He looked up at Strange, “do they not have flavoring over there?”
Tony snickered and Strange sighed, “I wanted to give you only the essential nutrients you needed, none of that artificial stuff.”
Peter’s face was still scrunched up when his stomach growled, “Oh, yeah i guess it’s been a bit…”
“I’ll grab something light.” Tony said walking toward the door, “doc wants you to eat only things that definitely won’t upset your stomach.” he glanced at Strange, “you two mingle while I whip something up.”
The door shut behind him and Strange rolled his eyes facing the omega, “And he’s supposed to be the one with finesse.”
Peter smiled at that, “So you, you really think I am too?” he asked, smile faltering.
Strange leaned forward grabbing his hand, “I know these last few months have been rough… we’d talk about telling you, and different ways to bring it up for a while now.” He ran his thumb on the back of the boy's bruised knuckles softly, “Graduation seemed like the most logical time, you would be out of school, of age, and it wouldn’t feel so…”
Peter nodded looking at their hands, his hands were covered in scars, shaking just barely. He also noted how big his hands were, Tony’s were fairly large too, strong from building while Strange’s were long and slender, he was starting to feel a little fuzzy. “S’cause I’m still young I know.” Peter slurred then sighed, “I’d met him when I was a kid y’anno?”
Strange raised an eyebrow, “You did?”
“Forever ago.” Peter started to close his eyes then snapped them back open smiling at the doctor. “He saved me, I knew I’d marry him.” He took a deep breath staring at the ceiling, the pill must’ve been pretty strong already taking effect, “then I met him and thought he was awesome. Then he left and you came a long.” He sounded bitter for a moment, Strange tensed up carefully watching the boy ramble then almost jumped when Peter let out a loud chuckle, “but you’re so smart, ‘nd hot, ‘nd you care ‘bout me.” He glared playfully at the doctor, “You are really hard to hate.”
“That is.” Strange tilted his head, “the first time anyone has said that about me…”
Peter just shook his head slightly, “Then they don’t know ya.” He grabbed Strange’s collar and tugged him closer, Strange was almost face to face with the boy when he felt Peter’s nose touch his neck, Peter let out a whine. “I can’t smell you.” he rubbed his nose a little roughly against the alpha.
“I have to wash off my scent blocker.” Strange said through his teeth, while he was wearing some Peter was not.
“Food is here,” Tony announced balancing three plates on his arm, “You’re aunt will be here in about an hour so we have ‘til then to come up with a-” he cut off, observing the scene in front of him. “Well don’t let me interrupt.”
Peter let go reluctantly and leaned back against the pillows, “You should always wear your scent, ya smell good.”
Tony smiled, setting the plates down, “Well, he’s not wrong.” he glanced at the loopy boy “Are we not telling your aunt about us yet then Pete?”
Peter chewed on his lip then almost jumped when he felt a finger pull on his lip, “You’ll hurt yourself.” Strange stated.
“Maybe we just give May one surprise today.” Peter offered looking between the two, “I don’t even think I fully understand everything…” he extended one hand to the plate.
“Yeah.” Tony sighed looking over to Strange, “I guess now wouldn’t be the best time to talk anyway.” He held one dish, putting some rice onto the spoon, “Say ah.” He said lifting the food to Peter’s mouth. Peter’s eyes widened but he obeyed looking awestruck. Strange allowed himself to run his hands through the omega’s dirty hair, they’d have to clean that soon. Between the two of them they all three finished their meal, mostly Stephen and Tony having conversation while Peter blinked at the two owlishly.
Tony looked down at his phone, “Jet’s about to land…” He leaned back taking a deep breath, “I should go talk to her first.”
He didn’t move for a minute and Strange chuckled, “Go on then.”
Tony pouted at him, “I’m gathering courage.”
“Scared of my aunt?” Peter teased. Tony raised an eyebrow and Peter nodded slowly, “me too sometimes.”
Tony stood quickly and smiled at the two, “behave while I’m gone.” Peter stammered while Strange gave a sly smile.
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“I can’t believe this.” May said for the thousandth time, “They had parent teacher meetings and I sat near him! That-that.” She seethed hands tightening on Peter’s hand before loosening and she patted it in apology. “His poor family.” She leaned back in her chair glancing at the two alphas. “When we get home, maybe we should send them food or something”
Peter chuckled tiredly, “A sorry your dad was a psycho basket?”
May’s eyes widened, “Peter!”
Strange shook his head with a small smile leaning forward in his chair, “Don’t take it too personally, his filter may be a little thin right now, he’s on some pretty heavy medication.”
She shook her head, pressing her lips together to hide her smile, “well, how long until he can go home?”
Tony glanced at the boy whose eyes were closing then at his alpha, “We think he should stay a little longer.” He started cautiously.
“How much longer?” She asked with a brow raise.
“A week, at least.” Strange said, “he has a multitude of injuries, a lot of which are internal.” he motioned at the now sleeping boy, “because of who he is and how his body is different from normal patients we think that it would be best for him to be here and monitor his health.”
“A week.” His aunt said with a sigh, “I can take off a few days, but my vacation doesn’t kick in again for another few months.”
“We’ll take care of him.” Tony said confidently, “and if you’d like I can make a call to the hospital and get you some time off with him?”
May eyed him, “Okay.” She deflated in her chair, “Christmas is in a week too, are you sure you can have us up here that long?”
“Absolutely.” Tony assured her. “You guys are welcome here as long as you’d like.” He smiled brightly then stood motioning for Strange to follow, “I can have another bed put in here if you don’t want to-”
May shook her head motioning to the bed Peter was on, “this is a giant bed, I could fit four of me on here.” She eyed the bed, “Maybe five.” she looked at them hesitating, “are-are you sure I’m okay sleeping in here though?”
Strange offered a small smile, “We don’t want to move him again, plus you’re a nurse. If anything goes wrong you can notify us. We’ll just be down the hall.” She nodded still looking uncomfortable, they couldn’t blame her. Spending the night in an alphas room was one thing, but a mated pair? The room probably didn’t smell very nice to her.
“Peter seems really comfortable here.” She said before they were out of the room.
Strange glanced at Tony then back at the woman, “It’s probably the medicine-”
“Even before then on the phone.” she stared at Peter as she continued, “he was practically melting in these pillows.” She poked at one they both fought over a lot, “especially this one, he kept turning his head into it on the call when he started freaking out, like the scent was calming him.” She took a deep breath, “but it’s coated in your pheromones.” She glanced over her shoulder, “I hope he’s not too comfortable.”
They said nothing, looking back and forth at the pair before stepping completely out of the room allowing the door to close. It was gonna be a long week.