Moving Day
Peter was freezing in this weather. It was like 2 degrees to Peter, he was still bundled and layered in warm cloths. He was wearing a big blue winter coat, and two pairs of blue jeans. The red hat he had on was not doing anything to fight against this weather. He thought about moving into the tower a while ago, like 2 years ago, but never did. Now though….. He has to, aunt may died in an attack from Doctor Octopus. He murdered her, while she was at home. He put his arms through her, then wrote in her blood. He shivered at the memory. He never felt so alone, Tony tried but it didn’t help. The following week Doctor Octopus went missing. Or people were lead to believe that, but Peter lost control that day. He fought Doctor Octopus with tears rolling down his cheeks, adding to the rain already falling. That day was supposed to make Peter better, but it only served to add to his depression. He left the scene, swinging his way around the city. It cleared his mind enough to process what he did. He called S.H.I.E.L.D. to help clean up his mess. He then swung to the tower, he stayed and helped Tony, which made him feel better. They talked for a while, but it didn’t do much. He stayed at the tower that day, he fell on bed and groaned. It was so soft, warm, and comfy. He covered up, with the blankets and fell asleep. He doesn’t know when he woke, but he woke to the smell of food. Which right about now sounded amazing. So he hopped out of the bed, and sighed. He was so tired. He walked into the bathroom, and smiled. Tony really cared about him, which sounds like nothing but felt amazing to Peter. He undressed from his dirty suit. It was black on the soles, from dirt and god knows what. He let the water cascade his body. Water dripping from his body, on to the shower floor. He lathers his body, cleaning it. He rinses his body. Then turns off the water, drying himself. He puts on clothes, a blue shirt with a white star on it, and a pair of blue jeans. Walking to the common area he smiles at seeing Pietro, his best friend of sorts, his best superhero friend that is. He was eating his food, and Peter joins, when they are finished. They walk to couch. Pietro smiles at him, patting the seat next to him. “Movie marathon?” he offers, still grinning at Peter. Peter nods, “Yes, sounds great.” They smiles at each other. Pietro surfs through the channels until he finds a Star Wars movie marathon. They stay on the couch for almost all of the movie marathon. Until Tony walks in carrying Chinese take out. “Here”, he says with a grin. “Star Wars! Come on guys, let’s start it over I want to join.” Clint walks in behind him, “Yeah, guys restart.” Peter groans, “At least lets get Steve.” Peter says. Tony shakes his, “No….he’s not here, they needed him there at S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters…..Bucky lost control again.” Peter looks down, he keeps trying to meet Bucky, but he always loses control when he gets ready to meet Peter. He smiles that fake smile, and grins.”OK, but if it's movie night, Clint has to get Natasha. And Pietro go make some popcorn, we are doing this right.” he looks at the T.V. then smiles, still fake. The only person who has been able to tell is Natasha, she knows about Peter’s depression, but she promised she wouldn’t say anything if Peter told everybody. That was 3 months ago, and she is still waiting for Peter to tell everybody. She saw right through his mask, and still can, he puts it on for everyone else, its just makes him scared. What if they kick him out, because of it, or think he can't be a hero anymore. He can't let them know. They will leave, the only good things in his life. So he puts the mask on, covering up what's wrong. When everyone returns, and Natasha joins, she stares at him a little. “Pietro go get Wanda, please.” He nods speeding off, 4 seconds later, Wanda is here, guitar in hand. “Pietro!!! Don’t do that it scared me.” he accent heavy in her voice. Natasha stands and whispers something in Wanda’s ear, and she nods. Peter watches this and gets a little nervous, but pushes it aside. It could make his mask and his walls tumble. They watch the movies laughing and smiling, or gasping and crying, depending on the scene. Peter was already tired, and fell asleep against Pietro. They all smile, knowing Peter is so selfless, and this is why he is so tired all the time. When Peter wakes up, he doesn't know when he fell asleep, he is surrounded by his friends. “Why didn't you tell us?” Tony says, his voice laced with concern. “Peter we care, so why didn't you tell us” Clint repeats, Peter pales, eyes brimming with tears. “Don't leave i'm sorry….please...please don't….leave me alone…..” The tears fall, and he couldn't help it. “Don't leave…..i'm so sorry…...please don't leave.” They smile a sad smile, and hold the omega, the only one here who is on. By the time Peter is comforted, he has told them why, and smile.”We wouldn't and won't leave you Peter,” Peter nods, hugging each of them.”It's alright,” they soothe. Hugging him back. When they are done, Peter feels like all the weight he was carrying is gone, buy that was just on his shoulders. He knows there is more, but for right now he is alright. So he lays back down on the couch, surrounded by the ones he loves, and falls asleep without any worries in his head, for now……