avengers one-shot

the five things

Summary: In his whole life, there are five things that Peter always watch out for.

( A/N: Sorry that I haven't been updating lately, I got caught up with university and friends stuffs :) Enjoy this story! )

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In life, there five things that Peter always watch out for. From one priority to the last one, no matter who or where, he will always be careful.

One, he always be careful with his thoughts. His top priority to keep himself sane.

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The weekend has finally arrived and its a sign for Peter to finally enjoy his days. "Hey man, I'll see you next week!" He fist bump with Ned and parted ways.

He look to the car parking lot but the usual black Audi is nowhere to be seen. Maybe Mr. Stark has a sudden meeting today. Whatever, I'm sure he'll let me know later. He thought.

He walk through Queens and stop by Delmar's. "Hey Mr. Delmar! I'll have the usual." He put a bright smile. "Cing up!"

He shifted to the counter and pat Murph. "Oh you like this? You purr-purr now?" He keep stroking Murph's body.

"That'll be 10$. How's your day?"

"Same old, same old." He shrugged.

He slide a 10$ on the counter and grab his food. "Hey Mrs. Wayne! Let me help you with the trash." He gently take the trash and throw then into the dumpster beside the apartment building.

"Thank you, young man." The old lady smiled and handed him a few sweets. Peter just grinned at them and shove them into his pocket.

He put the key in and turning the doorknob, only to be greeted with the gloomy and dark apartment. He step inside and caught a new sticky note on the fridge.

I had to replace my friend's shifts so I won't be home today. Enjoy your day at Stark Tower today!

-May

He just put the note back onto the fridge, just looking down on his foot. He was hoping that he would finally be happy after a long time but he guessed not.

His backpack were thrown onto his bed and he just sit on the couch in the living room. He doesn't even bother to turn on the TV so he jsut stare at his own reflection.

The feeling of being alone is cool for Peter, but he never like loneliness. Ned had been caught up with his family stuffs, Tony has been working, May picking up the shifts. All three of them which meant to cure Peter's loneliness weren't available for that day.

"Am I even good enough to be left alone?" He wondered. Usually, a lot of things could happen when he's left alone. May and Tony never know about it, but Ned does, and sometimes he open up to him but not too much.

"Maybe he just felt sorry for you."

He lean his head on the couch, trying to block everything out. He put on his headphone and put the volume to max.

"Its okay, its okay. Those are just thoughts they can't harm you. They can't do anything to you. They're just playing with you."

His anxiety starts to kick in when he felt doubts around his head. "I have to get out, I have to get out real quick. What's happening? I don't know why am I askimg me stop asking you're okay."