Chapter 30

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Peter POV

I woke up feeling safe and warm for the first time in a while. The source of that feeling snored lightly as he slept. I was still curled in my dad's arms. I immediately felt bad.

He must be so uncomfortable. I woke him up so late last night and then made him stay with me. I'm such a -

"Stop thinking bad things about yourself. I love you and nothing's gonna change that." Dad said from behind me. 

"Huh?" How did he know...

"Your face told me everything. Not to mention the fact that you didn't respond to my good morning." He said.

"Oh, good morning then!" I said, smiling.

"Good morning to you too, bud. I am serious, stop thinking bad about yourself. You're amazing and if hearing me say it isn't enough, I'll call Nat in here or maybe your boyfriend. I'm sure either of them would be more than happy to tell you how amazing you are." He teased, ruffling my hair. I playfully glared at him.

"Fine. I'm awesome. Happy now?" I said.

"For now. Let's go eat though, Wanda made breakfast." He said and I stood up. The two of us walked downstairs to eat.

"Hey, Pete. PETE!" I was tackled in a hug by none other than Mr. Clint.

"Hey, Uncle Clint. It's good to see you again." I said smiling. He froze and looked at me.

"I-I'm an uncle now?" He whispered dramatically. I grinned.

"Is that my маленький паук I hear?" Ms. Nat asked as she walked in. I ran over to her and gave her a hug.

"I missed you, Мама Паук." I whispered and I felt her arms tighten around me. Then she pulled away and glared at me. I shrank back slightly.

"Never EVER do that again. You had all of us worried sick." She said. I nodded sheepishly.

"Sorry, Mom. I won't, I promise." She smiled and ruffled my hair. I tried to bat her hands away, but she dodged, laughing. Pops walked into the room and tiredly said,

"Hey, Peter." As he ruffled my hair. I let out a huff in annoyance.

"Why is everyone messing with my hair?" I asked.

"Hey, Pete. Glad you're back." I froze, anger filling me. Captain Rogers had just walked into the room. Mom must have noticed because she stepped between me and Captain Rogers. Dad also realized and walked over to me.

"Steve, you better leave. Now." Mom said, her voice dangerously quiet.

"Steve, I'd listen to the woman if I were you. I've been on the receiving end of that voice one too many times." Uncle Clint said, shuddering at the memories.

"Let's go eat, okay?" Dad asked and led me over to the table. I sat down and Wanda immediately put a plate of food in front of me.

"Enjoy, Pete. You'll need your energy." She said, smiling.

"Thanks, Wanda!" I said and dug in. Pancakes, turkey sausage, and scrambled eggs. It was so good.

"Ummm, Nat? Can I go eat?"

"Good morning, Uncle Bucky!" I shouted as I recognized the voice. The man entered moments later.

"Hey, Pete. Good to see you again." He said reaching to mess with my hair, but I slapped his hand. Dad laughed.

"Peter here doesn't seem to like people touching his hair." He said, laughing.

"Oh, I get it." Uncle Bucky said before reaching with his other hand and successfully ruffling my hair. I sighed and frowned. Everyone laughed.

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