Haven't I given enough? Given enough.

5

Tony paced back and forth around the building roof, sliding his feet creating dips in the gravel.
Peter laid on his back, searching the sky for a meaning or answers to the one question pooling in his head.

Why does he care?

Peter understands that Tonys work is important to him, that being an intern helped him out when he needed coffee. But that was really all there was to it. What was Peter missing? He wasn't a huge aspect to the team, and he definitely wasn't important to any of The Avengers. Why doesn't Tony just let Peter do what he has to do? 'Is that so hard?' Peter thought to himself, leaning his head to the side to watch the pacing Tony; picking at his nails.

"Mr Stark." Peter spoke, causing Tony to stop in his tracks and look over at the teenager. "I think I'm just gonna go home." He sighed.

"Kid, we have to talk about this. You aren't going anywhere until I have decided what to do." Tony stated, continuing to walk around the rim of the roof.

"You don't get to make that decision Mr Stark, you never listen to me. I'm tired, May is probably worried... I'm going home." Peter stood up, brushing off the dirt from him jeans and grabbing the bag that was spread over the roof.

"I don't think you understand how fucking important this is Pete. You just tried to kill yourself, you can't just leave you- you have to be monitored." Tony stuttered, loosing his words because of the confusion and anger heating up in his head.

"Monitored?" ... Peter thought that it was almost funny, how stupid this situation was. The Tony Stark, the richest guy in basically the world, is standing on a roof in Queens because he is worried about a 15 year old kids well being. It's laughable.

"Yes monitored Pete, grab your stuff. You're coming back to the compound with me." He stated, tapping his Arc Reactor; his suit forming around him. "Let's go."

"Mr Stark-"

"Don't argue with me," Tony pointed his finger in Peters face, "You say nothing until we're back at the compound. Then you're letting Banner look you over, after a stunt like that I'm not to sure if you're clean."

"Clean?" Peter froze.

"You know what I mean Pete, we have to check."

"Mr Stark- I, I don't self harm." That was a lie, he had. Not a lot, not since a while. But it was obvious that he had, his arm was littered in old scabs and scars. "And that would disrupt my privacy if I did..." He mumbled.

"You're not allowed privacy anymore Peter, now let's go."

Peter swung down to the bottom of the building with Tony not far behind him. Finally landing next to Tony's Audi E-Tron GT, with the number plate '5T4RK'. Typical.

Tony unlocked his car and signalled Peter to get in the passenger seat. He was hesitant to get in at first, but believed there was no point in running. He had to convince Tony; yet again, that he wasn't suicidal. And after Tony had just watched him jump from a building, it was going to be very difficult.

It took a total of 1 and a half hours to get back to the Avengers Compound, and Peter was nervous throughout the whole journey. He had done such a good job hiding his depression from the crew for so long, and he knew if he played any wrong cards from arrival, they would find out in a heart beat. He had to be extra careful around Banner.

When the car finally stopped, Tony hopped out and opened the car door for Peter, grabbing his bag for him and throwing it around his shoulder. "This way kid, you have a room." He signalled Peter the way to the entrance door. Motioning him to walk though first.

"Yeah, Mr Stark I've been here before." Peter mumbled, shuffling his shoes and pushing the large glass door open for Tony and himself.

They were first greeted by Natasha, and by her reaction to Peter being here again; Tony hadn't told her anything from the past hour events. "Pete, go find your room. I'll be there in a moment." Tony spoke.

"Right, ok..." Peter made his way to his room.

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"Tony why is Peter here?" Natasha asked, crossing her arms and watching Peter travel up the glass stairs.

Tony sighed and rubbed the back of his neck with his hand, "He just tried to kill himself Nat."

"Excuse me?"

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I hope you liked this chapter, sorry for not updating in a while ㋛ if you have any suggestions on what you want to happen during the story. Please let me know!

⚠︎︎ I will not be writing a Peter+Wade story. Don't suggest this, it's pedophilia; I do not ship it.