Dimensional Love (Peter Parker x Reader)

A bond

Tony's Pov

Wanda came out Y/N's room look so sad, as if she had seen a ghost. She explained to me that Y/N had a gut feeling about her birthday, when everyone died and she chose to ignore it. I felt so bad for her, she had been through a lot especially for a teenager. I decided that while she was stuck here I would try to make it the best time for her. I went to my lab to take my mind off everything. I was there for about 7 hours when I suddenly heard someone running through the hallways. I put my tools down and went to the security camera and saw Y/N in the elevator. I smiled as I remembered the good times I had with my Y/N. I saw Y/N exit the elevator and make her way towards the gym.

I watched as she took all her anger out on a punching bag. I decided to go down there and keep her company. As I exited the elevator to the gym floor Y/N had hit the punching bag that the sand was coming. She suddenly looked up and saw me and started to panic.

"Oh my gosh, I am so sorry about the punching bag", she said.

"It's alright. I'll just buy a new one. You have a lot of strength if you were able to break open the punching bag"

"Thanks. Training helps me get my mind of things"

"First off, what do you need to get your mind off, and second, why are you up so early?", I asked curiously.

"Just, everything that has happened, and to answer your second question, nightmare".

"What did you dream about?"

"Nothing really important", she said and sighed as she sat down on the bench near me, "Every year during the week of my birthday I have these nightmares about my family, but now they've become more frequent and I don't know how to make them stop".

I empathised her, I knew what it was like to have frequent nightmares. I sat down next to her and asked.....

"What happens to your family in these dreams?"

"Basically, everyone I cared about was lying death in front of me. I would go up to the person closest to me and they would suddenly wake and say 'you could have saved us'. Then I would appear in a room with a small light and everyone would start saying things like 'it was my fault' and shit. Then I would wake up".

I could tell she wanted to cry, I couldn't blame her. She'd been living alone for six years and she had no one to talk to about these dreams. I gave her a hug and she suddenly broke down and sobbed into my shirt. She pulled away and apologised over and over again about her sudden outburst.

"Hey, it's okay. You know I'm here if you want to talk to someone, just think of me as your dad and I'll think of you as my daughter okay. You can call me Tony, dad whatever you want", I said trying to calm her down. I had only ever said that to my Y/N, but I felt like she needed someone right now so I just wanted her to be happy.

"Thank you Tones"

"Your welcome Y/N/N"