Chapter 34
PETER
Even if Leo and him didn’t always get along, it was refreshing to see the boy get along so well with his dad. He made it a point to visit his parents more often - especially since they lived closer now - to see the two bond. And yes...maybe also give Peter a break. He was tired of being the bad guy.
Since the incident with his biological father, Leo’s been hot and cold with Peter. And if he really thought about it, mostly cold.
He thought about this as he pulled into park in front of the Mansion, four joyous children in the car with him. (yes, he was counting his husband)
“Alright kiddos let’s go paint with Poppy!” Wade said as the three cheered and raced him to the door. Peter trailed behind, frowning at not feeling like himself lately. His mood did improve when he got inside, able to hear his parents greet his kids. Plus Miles was here, even if Emerson was staying with Aunt Nat and Uncle Buck for a week, he’d get some sibling time.
That was always fun.
Until, that is, he walked into the living room.
His eyes immediately found his teenage brother as a weird sensation suddenly vibrated through him.
Miles had a similar reaction, shivering and looking back at Peter in shock.
Wheels started turning in Peter’s head, and as he slowly opened his mouth Miles shot up off the couch and grabbed Peter’s hand.
“JustrememberedhavetotalktoPeteaboutbrotherstuff-” Miles rushed out as an angry Peter allowed himself to be dragged down the hallway and into the nearest bathroom.
“MILES MORALES STARK…” Peter growled out in anger, fists clenching and unclenching as he felt his spider senses go crazy.
“Okay, I know what you’re going to say, but just hear me out…”
“HEAR YOU OUT?!?!” Peter shouted back, exhaling loudly through his nose when Miles waved his hands to silence him. “Why the fuck do you have spider senses, Miles?” Peter asked in a quieter tone, voice still dripping with rage.
“I just…” Miles began with his hands out in surrender. “I wanted to be like you. Like dads…”
“...How did you do it?” Peter asked with a wave of his hands, still fuming and well aware that Miles would need notes from Peter’s office in order to replicate the serum.
“Right...so...you know Norman Osborn?” Miles asked as Peter felt the color drain from his face.
“Miles,” Peter said, closing his eyes in anger. A news story from a week ago suddenly popped into his head. “Wait...Osborn had an explosion at his mansion last week…” he trailed off, praying that his brother would deny or argue his point...but that little bastard just shrugged with a half-smile. “Are you fucking kidding me?”
“Please don’t tell dads!”
“You want me to keep your secret?!”
“Emerson kept yours for you...right?”
“I...this is not the same thing!”
“How is it different?!”
“I was eighteen! An adult!”
“I’m almost seventeen Peter! Is a year really going to make that much of a difference?” the child asked as Peter stared back at him in shock.
“I can’t believe this,” Peter sighed out, bringing his hands up to rub his eyes in frustration.
“Look, it’ll be fine! And now you know, so you can train me!” Peter dropped his hands and glared at his little brother. “Or...maybe not right away…”
“Have you lost your goddamn mind?! I’m not training you and I sure as hell won’t keep this secret from our parents!”
“Please Peter! I just want to help!” Those words. The same words he used to convince his parents to let him join the fight. This was some fucked up karma coming around to bite him in the ass.
“Why did you copy me though!?” he asked not caring how whiny he sounded, hating that on top of everything else going on in his life, his little brother had stolen and copied his superhero identity.
“The world needs Spiderman, have you not seen the graffiti in the streets? And...and you were...always my favorite,” looking every bit of the child that he was. It made Peter feel even worse. He let another moment pass between them before sighing heavily.
“Miles, I won’t tell dads...but I don’t think I can train you.”
“What?! But I can do everything you can! Oh wait, plus one more thing!”
“What?” Peter asked as he buried his face in his hands.
“I can turn invisible!” Miles squealed in excitement, thrusting his hands up in the air. Peter stared at his stupid little brother, shaking his head and glaring at him.
“Invisible?”
“Yeah!”
“...okay so turn invisible,” he said with a deeper glare, staring at his still very visible still very stupid little brother. Miles glared at him before closing his eyes. Peter stared at him another moment before sighing heavily. “Miles…”
“Okay so I can’t do it on command but! It was really awesome. Like I looked down, and there was just nothing. And firefighters walked right past me!”
“Firefighters?!” Peter growled, switching from exhausted to pissed off. “Wait...you were there...when the lab exploded?” he asked, suddenly feeling like he was going to vomit and eternally grateful they were in a bathroom.
When Peter had been bitten by the spider, he was at Oscorp Industries and made it so his tracks weren’t able to be followed. So no one could link what happened back to him.
But this dumb fuck -
“Look, what’s done is done, okay? Harry is still alive, in the hospital, and...and that’s all I know about him but Mr. Osborn doesn’t know it was me!” Peter really might throw up.
“And what do you think will happen when Norman looks at the security footage? Or Harry tells him? Have you thought about that?”
“I made sure there was no security footage! And Harry...wouldn’t snitch on me-”
“-you’re relying your secret identity on another stupid teenager you barely know?” Peter hissed out, gripping his fist as they heard a sudden knock on the door.
“Uh fellas, everything alright in there?” he heard his husband ask from the other side of the door. He stole a glance at his little brother and ignored the pleading look and high pitched squeak.
“Like I’m not going to tell Wade about this,” Peter chided as he opened the door enough to yank his husband inside.
“Woah, baby, getting handsy in front of your brother? I thought you said I had to stop doing that?” his husband teased as Peter firmly shut the door.
“Do you want to know what your fucking idiotic brother in law did??” he asked the man, ignoring the scoff from the stupid teen. “He replicated my spider serum, got bit, and is now asking me to train him!” he shouted thrusting a hand towards the stupid teenager in question.
“Holy shit,” Wade said, turning to Miles with a frown. “Smiles why would you do that?”
“Aw, come on Wade! I thought you’d be on my side in all this!” Miles whined out.
“Vigilante business isn’t all autographs and hero worship, my friend. Especially for a goddamn infant,” Wade snapped at the teen, making Peter breathe a sigh of relief. He had almost forgotten how protective Wade had become of both Emerson and Miles since they married.
“Thank you,” Peter said.
“That being said…” Wade said in betrayal, looking everywhere but at Peter.
“Wade Wilson…” Peter growled at the man, not surprised when his husband quietly added “Stark” to the end of his name. Wade had actually taken Stark for his last name when they wed, no hyphen or anything, just making Wilson his new middle name. Told Peter not to take Wilson, since they and all their kids could have the same last name.
His Dad thought Wade had done it to spite the older man.
His Dad was right.
“Honey I’m just saying, he already has the bite, right? Not like he can...un-spiderman himself, right?”
“I...I don’t know, probably not I never tried to undo it.”
“And neither will I.”
“Miles you shut your goddamn mouth,” Peter snapped at him, clenching his fists in anger again.
“Just please don’t tell dads, okay? Guys?” Miles asked, desperation clear in his voice and his clasped hands in front of him. Peter looked from his stupid brother to his stupid husband, sighing when his husband gave him the ‘your call’ look.
“Fine. For now,” Peter agreed tiredly, holding his hand out when the stupid teen tried to hug him, still incredibly pissed and turning it into finger pointing. “But let me make myself perfectly clear, the second I sense any actual danger, I tell them. But...I agree, I will train you,” he paused to wave his brother’s triumph away before continuing. “This offer will only last...until I feel you’re trained enough to show Dad and Pops. You will come to our house next weekend, Saturday morning to Sunday night. Tell dads you’re going to help us babysit and want to hang out. Which you will do at night, while we train during the day, so at night I can have a date with my husband followed by loud sex you’ll be able to hear from the guest room,” Peter threatened, enjoying both the cheer from his husband and look of horror on his little brother’s face.
“Do you agree to these terms?” Peter asked after the long moment of silence.
“Do I have to listen to you two having sex?” Miles asked with a pout.
“No of course not, just bring your headphones,” Peter snarked at the teen. “Now I think we should head back before more people check on us. Miles, you take care of JARVIS and we’ll go tell dads you’re having girl problems and wanted my advice.”
Miles snorted in laughter as he pulled out his phone, which got his brother to smack him in anger.
“What? You’re gay?” Miles asked as he rubbed his arm.
“And yet he had enough game to score this,” Wade suddenly spoke up, gesturing to his own body. “Plus your brother is doing a pretty big fucking favor so show some respect,” he added before smacking the teen on the back of the head.
“Ow! Fine, alright, thank you both,” Miles grumbled before slipping out of the bathroom with a frown.
“How’re you holding up, buttercup?” Wade asked as he pulled the shorter man into his arms, not even trying to cop a feel as he snuggled him close.
“If I start having a panic attack I need you to figure out a way to distract me,” Peter grumbled into his shoulder, squeezing the man tightly.
“Start groping you, totally on it babe.”
“Wade…”
“I’m kidding baby,” Wade said as he kissed his cheek before pulling back to look him in the eye. “I’ll help in any way I can, you know that.”
“Love you,” Peter said, thankful for this man.
“Love you too,” Wade said back with a smile, bringing Peter back into a hug.
Which, unsurprisingly, ended with his husband grabbing his ass. He swatted the man away before walking back to the living room and sending little glares to his little brother.
“Miles when do you wanna go shopping?” his Dad asked, pulling Peter out of his thoughts to look at the older brunette. “Flower went through a growth spurt, he’s taller than your Pops now and needs new clothes,” he said to Wade who gave a satisfying shocked look to the teen.
“A growth spurt? You don’t say?” the mercenary asked sarcastically, earning a cheek kiss when the attention turned to his little brother and his ‘journey to being a man’.
He loved Wade that much more when the man didn’t cop a feel, but rather snuggle next to the (used to be only) arachnid and add a kiss to his forehead.