Peter Problems

There are friends, there is family and there are friends that become family

For the first time in what felt like forever, Peter smiled. He felt warmth in his heart as he took in the idea of what Bruce had stated, and the hug from Tony, it felt like an instant boost of serotonin. It wasn't long before Peter realized the time, and with that, he realized his friends would probably be wondering where he was. He slowly reached into his pocket and grabbed his phone, his hands still shaking from the recent experience he had gone through. 

"You really gonna do that? They don't reaaaaly care?"

"You do nothing but annoy them with your troubles, why not be a man and deal with them yourself?!"

"Again? Come on, they have a life outside of you!"

"They can live their lives without you being their shadow constantly"

*TW MENTIONS OF SELF HARM*

Peter shook his head, trying not to let his thoughts get to him, but attempted to dig his nails into the cuts that were already present, after all, in that moment, it felt like the only way to help quickly, he just couldn't let Bruce see any more of his vulnerable side. He realized quickly he needed to head to school, time flew by and with sleeping for a longer time that he thought, and with all that recently happened, he didn't want to be late and miss out on his practicals for today, especially when he could work on his webs to make sure they could become the best they could be to use when out on his patrols in different situations. He put his phone back in his pocket before looking towards Bruce, trying not to show his feelings through the expressions, Bruce was quite smart after all. 

"Hey Bruce, I gotta get to school, do you think i'll be ok? Can you tell Tony where i've gone?". Bruce nodded, with hesitation of course. Peter was quickly rushing to get his belongings into his bag, including his suit, he'd never forget that, and even with his injuries, he couldn't help but want to jump straight back into action, it was his only way of dismissing his thoughts, well most of the time. Although Flash would continue to be a dick, he couldn't let that get to his studies, after all he was top of the class alongside MJ. Even after all the work Bruce & Tony did over the night, he couldn't help but hide a secret blade in one of his pockets, one with a lock on that no one else but him could access, it helped get rid of the pain, of the suffering.

*MENTIONS OF SELF HARM OVER*

"Hey kid, we have to talk when you're back ok?" Tony said, although he seemed confident, Tony hadn't slept a wink, it was just too hard seing the kid in pain, seing him so tired, so exhausted, whilst Bruce fought to give him the pain medication needed. Why was he feeling this way? He never felt it about anyone, not even Rhodey, who he had been best friends with it just didn't seem natural to him. After Peter left, he took a swig of Whiskey before heading back to working on his suits. "God Tony, get a grip" he said to himself before sighing, it wasn't often Tony drank, but when he did, he found it hard to keep himself together "Only the one" he thought, hands shaking as he typed up some notes on his laptop.

"Sure Mr Stark!" Peter shouted as he dashed out of the door, not really paying attention to Tony's tone of voice, it was much more sincere than usual, like he was wanting to get into an in depth discussions. It didn't take long, a couple of swings, and there he was again, Midtown High school. Back Peter was, into the hustle and bustle of school once again. One look was all it took, before MJ and Ned came sprinting towards Peter, smiles beaming on their face. "Hey Pete" they both stated, before walking through the school gates together, ready for what today would bring them all. Adventure, or drama, they would get through it together. 

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