~.unwanted news.~

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note: i myself am autistic. i am making the writing and the reader do the things i do and i am not trying to mimic people who are on the spectrum. there is a lot of stereotype that people see 

things the reader will do or have throughout the book: mental breakdowns. sensory over-load. anxiety. and stress. tapping fingers and slapping walls or head from stress

things the reader will have: head-phones. sensory swing. weighed hoodie. rocking couch. and weighed eye patch. (later on there's a surprise >:)) MORE THINGS MIGHT BE ADDED

you were tapping your fingers to the rhythm of your favorite song. you were done with school for another year. you were now moving into year 2 and you were ready for a break from school and just people in general. you and your brother peter were on the subway going back to your smallish apartment were your busy aunt worked. 

you were tapping away with your eyes closed when you felt a hand on your shoulder. you shot your eyes open and flinched. but you just realized it was peter. he looked nervous and a bit worried that made you worry even more so you started biting your finger but after a couple of seconds was pulled into a hug by peter. you sighed and shuddered when you realized you were feeling overstimulated and cold. lucky that the apartment was only down the road so in about 5 minutes you arrived and you ran straight to your favorite spot your sensory swing. you crawled in and sighed and fell asleep swinging back and forward. 

-shake shake- you jumped and covered your head. but you shock it off when you realized it was probably aunt may or peter. you opened the swing sheets opening to find peter smiling but it wasn't his usual smile it looked forced and saddening. he quietly whispered "time for dinner and i brought you your weighted hoodie".  you smiled and grabbed my favorite hoodie. you slipped it on with a little struggle which peter laughed and help it go on the correct way. he chased me to the kitchen table were may waited anxiously while eating rice chicken and sauce. you sat down and instantly felt off and from that you rocked back and forward at a slow pace. you ate the rice and separated the chicken into a pile and ate the chicken after. you was going to go wash my plate when peter held my arm and asked to sit down for a second.

"y/n we need to chat about something, as you know i have a job as an intern i work closely with Mr. stark.. well i will get to the point, may is going to be gone for a year for work... and as you know we are both not able to live ourselves so we need to move in with Mr. stark and his group.." peter said calmly. you was half shaking as he was talking. (in your thoughts) -move? change? leaving may for a year? no cant do that. leave to live with a random guy don't know. no no no..- (out of thoughts) you started slapping your wrists from comfort. tears were going down your face and you did realize peter and may were hugging you. you where trying to understand the situation but it was a lot and you were taking in to much stuff all at once. "hey hey hey! y/n its okay, i knew this would be hard and i didn't want to tell you to last minute which now i see is a mistake. i will call you and you can bring some stuff from my room to help you peter will be there and for the year you can learn from home or take a break. i know this is extremely hard I'm super sorry y/n.." may said she really did sound sad and worried but you couldn't reply you just fell asleep from stress and sensory overload. you knew she was going to leave soon from her words before. you fell into a very peaceful sleep and warm sleep. 

waking up you felt a person next to you. you roll over and see peter next to you snoring lightly and may over next to peter reading a book. you over your ears and look around for your headphones you look to one side and then felt them come onto your lap. you look up to see mays happy smile and you giggle at her happiness. you put your headphones on and go around to go snuggle may. your favorite time of the day is the morning you get morning hugs from may and peter which turns into tickle or pillow fight in the end. but the first thing you asked was "when are you leaving auntie?" you needed the relief of knowing the probably most stressful day of your life. "next week Friday"  she sighed and pulled you closer you were feeling a little more understanding now but you were tired and a little upset. "auntie? do you promise to call me every week?" she looked down at me and nodded and smiled. you smiled and closed your eyes falling asleep as quickly as you woke up.

you yawned and grabbed your headphones realizing peter is hugging your arm lightly snoring obviously loudly and super fake sounding. you giggle loudly knowing he was awake and doing it on purpose. you see you have the opportunity to tickle his neck so you turn your arm a little and start tickling his neck. you both end up having a tickling war and running around the big room which was mays. you both stop to the smell of bacon and eggs and toast.

"FOOD!! GOOOO!!!" you yell loudly while running to the kitchen giggling. "COME BACK HERE YOUNG SIR PARKER" peter yells while running after you. you scream loudly and run to hide behind may. you giggle while falling onto the floor trying to ask for a piece of bacon but you ended up just laughing more. you look up to see peter with his underpants on his head looking around for you. you giggle but cover your mouth you crawl around him but he grabs your shoulders and tickles under your arms you fall with a -oomph- you laugh and start begging for him to stop tickling you which he does and help you up. 

"come on you monkeys time for breaky if you don't hurry i will eat myself!" may said while grinning and rubbing her hands together. you stare at her and you look shocked then you get up and run to the pile of bacon grab it and start laughing like you are the most evil person in the universe. 

the whole day was just you and peter and may being silly and enjoying being together for the last couple of weeks before it all begins. 

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