Chapter 20
My spidey sense started to buzz in the back of my head and I grabbed Wade’s arm and dragged us both inside. I peered out the window and saw Aunt Nat looking around the area.
“Shit!”
“What! What! Is that Black Widow?!”
“Yes! Now shut up and hide before she sees us.”
We both ducked down under the windowsill. “How does she know where you’re at?”
“She’s a highly trained assassin, who also happens to be an overprotective Aunt of mine so please, keep talking and get both of our dicks cut off.” I hissed at him. He put both of his hands up in the air in surrender.
I peeked out of the window, she was gone. “Okay we’re clear.”
We both let out a sigh of relief, we got to keep our dicks attached. We stood up and moved into the hallway. I was still in my spidey suit because apparently when you get really angry you don’t think to plan ahead, huh. I didn’t even realize that Wade had let the room until I saw him walk out of his room with an extra set of clothes.
“Here.” He said.
“Thanks.” I gratefully accepted his offering and ducked into the bathroom to change.
I pulled off my suit, thank god I was wearing underwear. I reached for the clothes that Wade had given me, a pair of joggers and a really, really big hoodie. Like I could build a fucking fort with this thing. I slipped it on and grabbed my suit before turning out the light and walking back into the hallway. Wade was laying down on the couch with his mask up on his nose. He was wearing a pair of sweatpants and a lovely tight fitting long sleeved shirt. One of his arms was resting over his face and eyes, while the other was just laying at his side. I took a minute just to take in his body, I mean wow. His muscles was huge, and I could clearly see that he had an eight pack. I looked down a little more and saw that he also have a very defined V-line, damn he fine.
An idea popped into my head and I acted on it, I ran over to where Wade and lounging on the couch, lookin’ like a snack, and I jumped on top of him. His arm flew away from his face and his eyes got real wide, and his entire body tensed up. His body relaxed when he saw it was me though.
My Baby Boy just scared the shit outta me. I was almost asleep when he decides it’s a great idea to jump on me. I grunted, and put my arm back over my eyes and wrapped the other around Peter. I shut my eyes again and just before I drifted off to sleep I felt a small head snuggle into my chest.
Back at the tower…
“Tony go get some sleep I bet Peter’s fine.” Steve said trying to calm his husband.
“How can I. How would you feel if the last thing you said to your son was that he was a piece of shit.” Tony looked up with pleading eyes.
Cap walked over to his husband and pulled him into a tight hug, he rested his head on Tony’s and Tony just buried his into Steve’s shoulder. Steve felt Tony relax in his arms, he also felt Tony’s heart rate slow down.
“It’s been a day Steve, what if he’s never coming back?” Tony said having to swallow down the lump in his throat mid-sentence.
Tony grabbed both sides of Tony’s head and made sure that he was looking at him straight on when he said this, “Peter will come back, I promise.” He kissed the top of the geniuses forehead and then pulled away.
Steve left Tony in his lab to think as he went upstairs to make lunch. Spangles made his way into the kitchen and started to make some sandwiches. Clint had popped his head out of the vents a while back to ask what he was making.
Tony continued to pace the length of his lab with his arms crossed and his brow furrowed in concentration. He shouldn’t have yelled at Peter. He could have been nicer, he could have been better. Tony walked over to one of his many inventions and started to tinker with it. He hadn’t slept at all last night, he had searched everywhere, he even sent Nat to go look for him. She said that she couldn’t find him. Then his breathing hitched and he felt his anxiety start to crawl on his skin. What if he’s dead. Tony’s hands started to shake and he tried to calm himself down, but he was already on the verge of having an attack. He stood up on shaky legs and tried to walk to the doors. His heart was beating like crazy and his head was spinning. Thousands of awful thoughts flooded his mind. His breathing was gaining speed and the world started to move even when he was still.
“Sir, you need to calm down. You appear to be having a panic attack, shall I inform Captain Rogers?” Said the AI. Tony tried to respond but he didn’t even know if his lips were moving. “I have informed Captain Rogers, he is on his way down.”
Tony moved his foot to take a step out, but fell to the cold floor below him. He was barely breathing thinking about all the possibilities that could have happened. He was vaguely aware of the two hands cupping both sides of his face. He could slightly make out hushed murmurs but everything was in a fog. He wasn’t sure if he was talking, or if anything he was hearing was real or not. He somewhat remembers being picked up, his head lolling back and himself feeling weightless.
Steve ran down the stairs to the lab, not having the patients to wait for the elevator to raise. He quickly typed in the password on the door and ran in. He searched around frantically calling out to Tony, but receiving no answer. He made his way through numerous desks, and unfinished projects. Then, on the floor, limp and almost lifeless, lay Tony...half unconscious.
“Tony!” Cap yelped as he dropped to Iron Man’s side.
“Tony! Oh my God, Tony!” Cap cupped the sides of Tony’s face. He pressed an ear to his chest and let out a sigh of relief at the sound of a heart beat. He gently placed his strong arms under his lover’s back and legs, and lifted him up gently. He looked down and saw Tony’s head lolling back as he walked. Cap quickly re-adjusted so that he was cradling Tony’s head between his chest and his arm. He made his way up the stairs and into the elevator. He placed Tony down on the bed in their room, he gently caressed the side of the man’s face with his hand. Cap moved over to the other side of the bed and crawled in with Tony. He moved up close to his husband and wrapped his arm around him. He pulled Tony into him slightly, and he listened for Tony’s breathing. This wasn’t the first time something like this had happened. Steve knew that Tony had really bad anxiety, and that certain things would trigger attacks such as this one. He didn’t love him any less, Tony might be a superhero but he’s still human.