Chapter 1
It had been months since anyone had seen Spider-Man, longer since anyone had seen Peter Parker, people assumed he died or just ran off
most people don’t even remember he exists, but he never really left,
I woke up on a different surgery table than I was used to it was designed for easy access to my sides, and judging by the drool leaking from my lips I’d say I’m on my right side.
I felt the cold tip of the scalpel before the hot pain of it cutting around my ribs, I can’t move, even my fingertips wouldn’t budge, I could feel the way the clamps pinch my skin, and I clench my hands unconsciously.
The blinding pain of my ribs being cut off and ripped from me, I could hear the voice in my head who calls himself Venom screaming.
They stitch me up before moving to the other side, my healing factor trying to fix what it can, the pain keeping me from registering how my arms struggle from the metal restraints
It’s when they remove the other side and my hand breaks free when I realize I can move again, Venom keeps my wound from bleeding out as I rip my way out of the restraints, hitting a scientist across the room.
I couldn’t see straight but I could hear people screaming. We were killing everyone. Doctors. Guards. We eventually got outside and I nearly cried at the smell of freash air that didn’t smell like chemicals. Like normal.
‘Where we go?’ Venom asks.
“I wanna see my Aunt May again. Since you’re me you don’t have any family so we should go there first.”
‘We see May and then we eat her?”
“No! Shut up.”
Venom groaned and we started on our way through the trees on webs. I’m too tired to do anything right now. I’m dead on my feet the only thing keeping me going is adrenaline.
——
Venom took me all the way to Aunt May’s old apartment. It was vacant and on the outside of the building there were what looked like very old posters saying “MISSING. Peter Benjamin Parker. Last seen at Avengers Tower. If you have information about him please call (xxx)xxx-xxxx.” It had my picture on it too. Next to that there was another poster that had different variations that looked like they were reprinted every few months. It said “MISSING. Spider-man. If you see him swinging by allert the media. (xxx)xxx-xxxx”
‘People look for spider. Not Peter.’
“You look like you’ve seen a ghost. Did you know him? It’s so terrible what happened to his Aunt.” Someone asked sounding vaguely familiar. Peter turned around and saw a face he thought he’d never see again
”no. I didn’t.”
‘did anyone?’
“I don’t know.” I walked away
‘where go?’
“Anywhere.”
After walking a while I passed a mother and a little girl. The little girl kept yelling stuff like “mommy why does that man have a big mark on his cheek?” And the mom would hush her saying “sweety that’s rude it’s just a scar.”
“I have a scar on my cheek?”
‘Yes’
——
After a few days of walking I made it to the avengers compound, the systems didn’t respond probably because I register as Spider-Man to their scanners.
“Welcome back Peter. Shall I alert Mr. Stark?” The computer said. “No.” he knocked. He wondered if the others would still recognize him. The one who answered the door was Thor.
“Peter! How nice to see you child it’s been years! Where have you been keeping yourself?” Thor said happily. His voice loud and surely alerted someone else.
“A box. It’s not a very good story.” Peter said.
‘He don’t even care you were gone.’
“Shut up.” Peter mumbled at the voice of Venom inside his head. “Well come on, the others will be happy to see you.” Thor stepped to the side to let Peter in.
Peter walked in not seeing anyone at first but then the elevator rung and the door opened to show Bruce and Steve.
“Thor who is this?” Steve asked. Bruce sighed thinking that Thor let a stranger in.
“Are you not happy to see the spider child again? Because I’m sure that Natasha would not be happy to hear that you aren’t happy to see him.”
“Jesus. Peter? By god. Where the hell have you been for the past two years?!” Bruce asked hugging the smaller one.
“I’ve been in a box.”
‘They didn’t look for you.’ Venom hissed
“What happened to you Peter? And where did you get this? And all those?” Cap asked gesturing to the scar on his cheek and the ones on his hands. The blood soaked long sleeved black shirt didn’t cover the scars on his hands.
“It’s nothing.” He lied.
‘Wow you so bad at lying.’
“Shut up.” He quickly mumbled
“What?” Bruce questioned.
“What?” Peter looked at the strange glance Bruce and Steve gave him.
“You said ‘shut up’ Peter.” Bruce said.
“What? No I didn’t.”
‘Change conversation.’
Before Peter could say anything Bruce spoke.
“You don’t look too good, let’s get you a change of clothes and get you checked for injuries ok?” Petter nodded.
Peter pretended he didn’t notice the worried glances the three older men sent each other.
Steve and Bruce took Peter to the elevator and to Bruce’s lab. Steve made Peter sit on a table and Peter sat there pretending he wasn’t scared of the situation. It was a lab and Bruce was going to check him. He was terrified.
‘breathe. They no find me out, if they do i won’t be trapped again.’
Peter managed to calm down and not freak out and have a panic attack. He kept getting images of his torture in his brain but he tried to block it out. Eventually Venom got bored and started rambling on about how he should’ve let go like this long ago. He was trying his best not to yell at him to shut up.
“Chill out kid you look like you’re gonna kill someone.” Steve mentioned.
“Sorry. It’s just won’t shut u- errr I wasn’t supposed to say that...”
“What do you-“ Bruce was interrupted by Tony who walked in with Natasha, Wanda and Clint.
“Kid! You finally showed up after two long years. Where the fuck have you been all this time?” Tony said rudely.
“Language” Steve said.
“I was stuck in a box.”
“Peter when did you get a tattoo?” Bruce asked looking at Peter’s chest, the black line of Venom still healing the cut line going down and across over his ribs. It was scarred over and stuck out of his skin.
“tattoo?” Peter ran his fingers over it.
“Oh that thing. Just don’t mess with it. The last time someone poked at it I broke my hand.”
“Did you punch them or something?” Tony asked
“Yeah. That guy almost died but I’m pretty sure he’s dead now.”
“Why would he be dead? Was he old?” Clint asked
“No he’d be dead because the place got attacked. The door locking me in broke so I got out of the box and ran off. Or slung off? Web off?” He tried to figure out what was the proper term to use for running away but slinging and on webs.
“Is that why you’re covered in blood? You tried to save them?” Wanda asked.
“Why would I help them they kept me in a box for two years? I tripped on one of the bodies and was sent right into a puddle.”
“Well other than that you’re missing a few ribs but you’ve almost completely healed from it.”
——
Peters shower only took a few minutes and he got dressed after.
‘You attack us! We no crazy!’ Venom kept shouting at him in an offended way.
“Yes you are? That’s literally what the guy said. ‘Crazy goop thing’ ” he grumbled back. He just wanted Venom to stop yelling at him.
‘At least we don’t talk myself.’ Venom snickered.
“I mean you kinda are.”
‘Fuck you.’
“Wow that’s the meanest thing you’ve said to me.” Peter said back sarcastically.
While Peter was distracted talking to Venom Wanda used her abilities to hear what the other end of the conversation was from the other side of Peters door.
‘Wow sarcasm? original. You take originality and splater it on ground under building.’ Venom said like the thought of Peter grossed him out.
“Wow telling me to die? How original. You know I tried and you wouldn’t let me.”
‘Least my parent don’t die so they no have to raise me.’
“You were made in a lab. you don’t have parents.”
‘bringing lab up? We no expect of you Parker. After all did to you?’
“Shut up you smelly black goop. If you don’t I’m gonna scratch at you.”
‘Wow very scare.’
Peter sighed and took off his shirt and scratched the black crescent moon on his back with his nails. He dug into his skin and kept scratching. He knew Venom hated it when he did that.
‘OK! YOU STOP NOW!’
“I hope you know if you had your own body I’d slap you.”
‘We know.’
“Spidey!” That voice snapped him out of his thoughts.
“Wade, w-what are you doing here?”
“I saw you walking down the street earlier and I called out to you but you didn’t hear me from two feet away.”
“My ears were ringing. People screaming makes that happen.” Peter interrupted him.
Wade suddenly hugged the spider boy.
“One damn you’re hot without a shirt. But two what happened to your body?”
“Do you really wanna know or are you just being nice?”
“I wanna know. Talk to me.”
——
“This ones from falling off the counter while trying to give myself a shot. That was before I even got bit by the spider. Apparently radioactive spider bites plus a T shot in the same day changes your hormones.” He pointed to a small scar on his stomach then to the one across his chest under where his boobs were. “This ones from top surgery. Tony didn’t want me to go out fighting crime in a binder. Some of the rest are from getting my ass beat fighting crime. The past couple of years were... hard. I got tortured and they didn’t even care about information. I have this assface in my head who never shuts up and always tells me to kill myself, He takes over my body sometimes and the last time he did it he killed everyone. They did this to my back.” He turned around to show Wade his back, most of the skin on his back was just scarring and marks from electrocutions.
“Come here baby boy.” Wade said grabbing Peters hips and pulling him back into a hug. “I can tell by that face what you’re thinking. You’re wrong. Your scars aren’t ugly. I’m just like one big scar and you still look at me how you do. Besides you’ve still got that nice ass, baby boy.” Wade smirked at the end playfully putting his hands on the smaller boys butt. That was met with a punch to the face and Wade falling on the floor with a thump.
“Oh no you’re so strong I’ve died here Petey. Quick you gotta kiss me to make me better.” Wade said trying to overreact. Peter actually laughed at Wade on the floor with a bloody nose.
——
A few moments later and the door was flung open to reveal Steve who thought it was peter who fell and thought something terrible must’ve happened. But no. Wade was on the ground and Peter was sitting on his stomach and Wade was joking with him “I’m being crushed by my Spidey boy!”
“Oh my god this is why I’m sitting on you you’re just too annoying and I don’t want to punch you again.” Peter laughed and Wade laughed with him.
“Uh what’s going on in here? I heard a loud thud and came running over.”
“I punched Wade and he fell over. Then he made a stupid joke and I sat on him to try to get him to stop talking.”
Wade gasped fakely. “Excuse you, saying ‘help I’ve fallen for you and choose not to get up’ is not stupid Spidey.”
“So no ones hurt?”
“Only my Joke making pride.”
“Do you ever stop talking?”
“There are a few ways I could think of of making me stop.” Wade said in a playful voice.
Peter sighed. “Do I need to punch you again? Because I will do that.”
“I know somewhere else you can punch m-“ peter put his hand over Wades mouth before he said anything else.
“Yeah I’m out.” Steve walked away Clint and Sam were around the corner trying not to burst out laughing from what they heard.
“Ok Steve, you gotta admit it was a bit funny.” Sam said.
“It’s Peter. Shirtless. On top of a mercenary. How is that funny?”
“It’s what they said. Anyways Wanda wanted to talk to you. Something about the thing on Peter’s back. And also he’s an adult he can make his own decisions.” Steve nodded and rolled his eyes and went off to find Wanda.
——
“C’mon it was a little funny”
“Yeah but why’d you have to say it again? It was better the first time.”
“Donno just did. Now come here and kiss me baby boy, then put a shirt on so we can get some food. Your like a walking twig you little twink.”
“You can call me Peter you know.”
“And you can call me boyfriend again.”
“Maybe I will.” Peter said smiling a bit and kissing Wade.
“I missed you. I was the only one who knew you were captured. Everyone else shrugged it off as I was a crazy grieving boyfriend and you probably ran away after finding your Aunt May dead. Your old friends thought you killed yourself after her death Petey. You should contact them.”
“I didn’t even know she was dead until I got back... I don’t really remember anything from that day... I remember panicking thinking ‘what happened yesterday’ because I couldn’t remember but nothing from that day. Let’s just go. We can stop by MJ’s and Ned’s after we get food.”
“Sounds like a good plan.” Wade smiled at his small boyfriend.
——
“Steve what the fuc-“ Bucky was interrupted.
“Language.”
“What the hell am I supposed to do with this information.”
“Well you could tell him.”
“Yeah but what am I supposed to say ‘hey kid just wanted to let you know your father is alive’ “
“You should sit down with him and just talk.”
“Why do I have to do it?”
“Because we don’t want to scare him with anyone else. You two should properly meet anyways and anyone else might be too much. you’re someone who understands what’s going on with him.”
“Yeah but he’s really small and I don’t want to hurt him if he tries to hug me.”
“Bucky, you know why it’s gotta be you. I know you’re stressed but it’s going to be okay.”
“I know. It’s just difficult Stevey.”
Steve got him to chill out by snuggling him.
——
“Peter? Are you awake?” Steve walked into Peter’s room. He didn’t get a response but his eyes landed on the bed. Peter was curled up and his face was all wet and red and cradling him was Wade. Steve didn’t really like Wade, for obvious reasons like he cursed too much or wasn’t very cautious or careful. But in this moment he was happy Wade was there for Peter. Maybe Bucky could just tell him tomorrow. He’d feel bad for waking him up.