you self destruct and i watch
“Harley? Who’s that?” Peter shakily points to a framed picture of him, Harley, Morgan, and Pepper, plus an unrecognizable man. They’re all smiling, clearly enjoying each other’s company. But Peter can’t seem to recall who that man is.
Harley sighs, “Pete, that.. that’s our dad. Tony.”
Peter’s brows furrow, “Why isn’t he h-here? Did he ch- che- leave mom?”
A tear escapes Harley’s eye, but he brushes it off. “Peter, dad died last year.”
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10 months earlier: April 17th, 2023
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Harley watched as his brother was hit. It seemed to happen in slow motion. The explosives went off, sending Peter flying across the battle scene.
He didn’t get back up.
“Peter!” Harley yelled over the comms. “Peter!”
Though Peter was only 10 months younger than him, he felt like he had to be the responsible older brother, especially after they lost their dad.
“I’ll check on him Harley,” Bucky says in Harley’s ear, and soon enough, the ex-assassin was checking over the teenager.
“He’s out like a light, he needs to be taken home.”
Harley lands by the two, stepping out of the suit and crouching by his brother. He almost looked-
“Take him home kid, we can finish up here.” Bucky pats him on the back, before rushing back to the fight.
Harley climbs back into the suit and picks up Peter, who in the moment felt so light, like Harley wasn’t holding anything.
He just hoped Peter was okay, he had to be. Spider-man always got up.