𝐸𝑛𝑒𝑚𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝐿𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑠 · 𝑃.𝑃

~50~

Me and Peter sit in the lab, Bruce stepped out to give us a minute to talk. We just sit there in silence, not really knowing what to say to each other. I feel a tear fall from my eyes and onto the hospital gown I was wearing, making Peter notice me.
"Hey, don't cry...Why are you crying?" He holds my chin to make me look at him.
"I'm crying because I don't know if I'm capable to look after a baby. I can barely look after myself, let alone a child!" I exclaim. He takes both of my hands in his and I look down at them.
"y/n, we are going to be fine. I promise you." He says softly. He brings my hands up to his face and kisses them lightly. I sense a presence behind me and I look and see everyone standing there and watching me and Peter cry.

"We heard." Steve says quietly. I look down at the floor.
"Are you disappointed?" I ask. Everyone immediately rushes over to me and all hug me.
"Of course we're not disappointed. It's going to be difficult but we are going to be there for you every step of the way." Clint speaks for everyone. We all stay there for a while and just talk. Wanda and me talk about future baby names and Steve and Bruce were only interested in decorating for the little nursery. After a while, I start to get hungry so me and Peter go to make everyone dinner. As I'm stirring the food I was making, I feel two strong arms wrap around my torso and I immediately melt into Peter's body. I turn around and kiss his lips, slowly backing him into the counter behind me.
"I love you." He whispers against my lips, moving down to my jaw and neck.
"I love you too." I hang my head back, giving him more access.

"GET A ROOM!" I hear Thor shout at us and I immediately jump off of Peter. I see him laughing and flip him off.
"Can you get everyone for dinner?" I ask Peter. He nods and jogs off to the living room, where everyone was. I start to dish up and Thor takes the pan and finishes it for me while I set the table.
"Are you ok?" Thor asks me.
"Yeah I'm ok." I answer.
"Again...I'm sorry for the whole Loki situation." I look down at the floor.
"Don't worry about it, it's not your fault."
"But it is. He's my brother and I feel responsible."
"Stop it. It's not like you kidnapped me!" I put down the cutlery I was holding and pulled him into an embrace while he held onto me tightly. We hear people coming and let go of each other and I carry on setting the table.

Everyone sits down, me in between Thor and Peter and we all talk about the baby and getting to know Yelena. I kind of zone out a little and just think about the little baby inside of me...again. I feel a hand on my thigh and I look down and see Peter's hand and I place my hand on top of his. He looks down at me and smiles, making me have butterflies in my stomach.
"I love you." He whispers in my ear.
"I love you too." I whisper back. Everyone laughing broke me away from Peter's stare.
"Then Natasha and y/n both fell into the pool!" Clint exclaims, making everyone laugh.
"You actually did that?" Yelena asks me, not really believing the story.
"Is this the story of me and Natasha with the bottle of vodka?" I ask Clint, making him nod his head. "Then yes, Yelena. It's true and I'm not proud of it! I remember Tony's face when he found me and Nat asleep on the patio the next morning."