You hesitate, glancing at your backpack. You can't carry around a suitcase, so you've packed as much as you can into a backpack--your clothes, phone, wallet, favorite books, and small trinkets that have special meaning to you, like a picture of your mom, your locket, etc. You can't take things like Sir Snugglesworth, your old teddy bear, but you get some small things. You dress in layers, grabbing some jewelry, like the shrapnel necklace your dad gave you, and grab a beanie to cover your ears. You also wear your hair straight down, hiding the diamond earrings you're saving in case of an emergency fund being needed. You also grab a sleeping bag and blanket, barely able to stuff it into your almost overflowing pack.
As you sit on your bed, staring contemplatively at it, you come to a decision.
You pick up your phone and, taking a deep breath, call Pepper. She picks up quickly.
"Hey, Y/n, what's up? You okay?"
"Yeah, its just..."
She notices the pain in your voice, despite you trying to hide it.
"It's just what?"
"Can I... can I come stay with you?"
"Of course. What do you need? What happened?"
"Some stuff happened last night with dad, I'd rather not talk about it, I just need a break. Is
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TWIST OF FATE • A multi-ending Stark!Reader fic
FanfictionYou're jealous of Peter Parker when your dad, Tony Stark, begins to spend all his time with him and practically ignores you. Where will your jealousy and abandonment issues lead? Avengers/Mission Impossible/AOS/The Hurt Locker crossover
