get out of my head

Peter Parker has been struggling with the "death" of his mentor, Tony Stark. He's been struggling with everything, recently. The world is shoving all it's problems onto him, and his strength fractured the moment Tony's eyes slipped closed on that battlefield. Now one of the best agents SHIELD has, Peter doesn't talk and focuses only on missions. He avoids his problems and doesn't sleep. He sets alarms to remind him to eat-- and often ignores them.Little does he know, Tony is alive. The Snap destroyed his arm, and he know has a vibranium replacement, nerves connected and everything. The world doesn't know that he's alive-- only Fury, some doctors, Pepper and Morgan, and a couple more important people know. Fury, following orders, has kept the information of Stark's survival confidential, for now. That doesn't stop him for doing his best to keep Peter alive-- even if he's not supposed to care. So he got him a dog and kept an eye on him, checking in at least once every two days to make sure the kid ate and stopped beating the crap out of his punching bags. The thoughts in Peter's head are too much. He's suffocating. Physical pain helps him breathe.

So yeah. This is my first fic. The summary is crazy long, I know, I'm sorry. Just read, please?At some points, I might be projecting. I'll warn you if so. I don't have a beta, and my grammar is shabby at best. I'm sorry for any mistakes.Enjoy :)