steve is a dramatic little shit
“And this is the Research and Development floor, consisting of large lab spaces. We have a group of high level interns over there,” Kate pointed to the closest lab table. “Where Dr. Banner is helping them. Hi!”
Bruce looked up, saw the group, saw Peter, and laughed. “Hello! I’m just helping them with developing a way to slow the rate of cancerous cell replication down astronomically. We’re almost there, it’s an interesting process, we're working with pro-oncogenes and tumor suppressant genes. Oh, and Peter, did Clint tell you where Tony, Steve, and Bucky are?”
“He said either the usual lab, or down here.”
“Well, they’re down here. Good luck!”
“Can’t you do anything?”
“Nope.”
“Can you make them leave?”
“Nope.”
“Fuck.”
“Cap, he said a bad language word!”
Without turning around to see who it was, who was laughing hysterically, Peter slid in front of Ned, who promptly turned him around, to face his fathers.
“Heya kid, you ignoring us?” Tony slung his arm around him. “I should certainly hope not.”
“Aren’t you supposed to be in school?” Peter looked at Steve incredulously, before seeing the glint of laughter there. “Oh, is this your school group?”
Said group of kids was staring, mouths open at the scene before them(Flash looked like he might pass out). Tony, with his arm around Peter’s shoulders, Ned laughing with Bucky(probably about Peter), who had his arm around Steve, and MJ talking a mile a minute to Steve about the techniques he had used on the sketch that he was currently holding.
“What pencil did you use for that shading? I’ve tried to get that effect before, but it always comes out too smudged.”
“Usually I use a 5B, I can smudge it, but it’s not as soft as an 8B.”
“He was not!”
“He was too, you haven’t lived until you walk into the kitchen at three in the morning to see a spider child on the ceiling, eating cake.”
“Did you finish the slingers?”
“Yeah, now I can make them electric!”
“Peter, no.”
“Tony, what are you not doing?”
“The green city plans?”
“And what should you be doing?”
“The green city plans?”
“Good job, Tones. Consider doing them before the deadline.” Pepper strode into the department, tapping on a StarkPad as she went. “Hello, Peter.” She bent down to kiss his forehead, before straightening up, and noticing the class, who, if anything, looked even more shocked about the recent developments.
“Do you-”
“Is that-”
“He wasn’t lying?”
“Oh, he’s definitely lying. There’s no way Penny Parker could actually work here. I wonder who’s dick she had to suck to get them to fake liking her.”
Peter, with his sensitive hearing, could just hear Flash’s comment, and could feel his breathing start to pick up. Steve and Bucky, super soldiers that they were, also heard Flash, saw Peter, and made a decision. Steve grabbed Tony’s arm, and Bucky gently pulled Peter away, down the hall, and into the elevator, Steve and Tony close behind.
“Okay Peter, breathe with me, okay?” Steve crouched down in front of Peter. Tony pulled out his phone, sending off a text to Kate, to tell Ms. Jones that Peter will not be returning, and there will be a meeting with Principal Morita very soon, dammit. Bucky hit the button for their floor, sending off a text of his own.
Bucky Barnes
-Anyone who’s available, I need you to go downstairs to the tour, and scare the fuck out of the kid named Flash Thompson
Natasha Romanov
-What the fuck did he do this time
Clint Barton
-Okay, I hate the kid
Stephen Strange
-Did he hurt Peter in any way?
Loki Laufeyson
-I will murder him
Thor Odinson
-No murdering, brother. But yes, I will too
Bruce Banner
-I’m down there now, everyone meet me there?
Wanda Maximoff
-Me and Vision are on our way. Care to tell us what happened?
Bucky Barnes
-He deadnamed Peter, continued to bully him, using possibly(I’d have to check with Steve or Peter), transphobic words
Loki Laufeyson
-Yep, gonna murder him
Natasha Romanov
-I’ve got my taser, let’s do this
Bucky slipped his phone into his pocket, and slide down the wall next to Peter, not doing anything but offering his presence.
“He-he called me, he called me-”
“I know, Pete, don’t say the name, just keep breathing. With me, okay? Breathe in, breathe out. Breathe in, breathe out.”
The elevator dinged, and the doors slid open. Peter tried to stand up, fell back down again, so before he could try again, Steve and Tony pulled him up. Bucky ran ahead to get blankets, while Peter was lead over to the couch. Bucky came back with blankets, and they all piled them on top of each other, creating a rather large pile of fluff. Peter himself flopped over, onto Tony’s lap, tucking his nose against Tony's neck. Tony rubbed Peter’s back, and Steve and Bucky arranged themselves, so it was almost a Peter sandwich.
“I hate him.” Peter’s voice was muffled.
“He’s a dick.”
“An asshole.”
“Language!”
“Steve Rogers, I am disowning you on behave of Brooklyn, you swear in your sleep.”
“You do. Not gonna lie.”
“I do not.”
“You do too. I once heard you go, I’ll beat up those motherfucking bitches.”
“One time.”
Peter snorted, and the three men looked down at him.
“How dare you laugh at my suffering.”
“No, no, continue to laugh at, what did you call it, Stevie? Suffering?”
“This is cruel and unusual punishment.”
“Steve, you are so dramatic.”