💫🧚‍♀️Spiderman/mcu oneshots🧚‍♀️💫 (Book 1)

who's the kid and why is he bleeding? (but I rewrote it)

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Tony never thought a ceiling could be so interesting, all the little specks and cracks that ran up and down that were divided by long strips of metal will always be more interesting then a God damn team meeting. He had already counted half of the ceiling tiles and Steve was still talking, it felt like an hour had gone by, but with a quick glance at his watch it had only been 20 minutes. Ugh.

Tony groaned internally, he wasn't trying to get Steve all riled up, not this time at least, because when Steve was interrupted that meant a lecture about good behavior and listening skills would follow and Tony had heard enough of those speeches back in his childhood, he sure didn't need capsicle to give him one. Tony moved on from looking at the ceiling to quietly swaying back and forth in his office chair, his comfortable office chair might he had. Whoever picked these out were a genius, so it was probably him or Pepper.

He tapped his feet on the floor and popped his knuckles, none of that was entertaining enough. Then a cough from the corner of the room caught his attention, he slowly looked up at Bruce, were the cough had came from, who was quietly looking down at whatever papers Cap had given them. He doesn't know what they are, he didn't look at them, why would he? Then his eyes slowly moved to Thor who was staring out the window and oh! Tony knows what this is, people watching! That was far more interesting then listening to Steve.

The kid, Peter, did a lot of people watching while out on patrol or at school. He told Tony that it was fun and interesting so what a better time to give it a try then right now?

He moved on from Thor to Wanda who was half asleep and leaning against Vision who kept glancing at the witch every few seconds. Then Nat who was quietly twirling a pencil in between her fingers, that was kind of cool. Clint sat next to her and he was doodling, pretty badly, on the papers infront of him. Tony couldn't for the life of him figure out what Clint was drawing so he turned to the person next to him, Sam.

Sam was leaning on the desk and secretly playing candy crush under the table, thought no one would notice, ha wrong! Behind him was Bucky who sat completely still and his eyes closed. Was he asleep? Or so bored that he just decided he didn't want to see anymore?

Whatever, Tony did all the people watching he could, he watched all the people and now there was no one else left. Maybe he could stare out the window like Thor? Or go on his phone like Sam. If he did that, then he could maybe, perhaps text the kid. Was Peter probably busy with his friends or doing whatever teenage vigilantes do? Maybe. Did Tony want to bother him and beat him at a game of 8 ball over text? Yes.

He quickly pulled out his phone and before he could even turn the thing on the office door creaked open causing the team to look at whatever or whoever was disturbing their meeting.

The door finally hit the wall softly and Tony immediately recognized the figure in the door, it was Peter. Of course it was Peter.

Steve took one step towards the door while the rest of the Avengers watched, Bucky even opened his eyes finally.

"Excuse me Son, we're in the middle of something-"

Peter, who was now leaning against the doorframe awkwardly, frowned.

"I know sir, I'm so, so sorry to interrupt but I uh-" he stood up straighter but the action caused him to wince and once again Tony groaned internally because he knew exactly what this was about. "I need to borrow Mr. Stark... please."

All eyes turned to Tony as he rubbed both hands down his face in exhaustion, but he got up without a second thought and was at the teens side before anyone could blink. He gently placed a hand on Peter's back if he were to unfortunately go down.

"Alright buddy, what happened?"

"I uh, I got stabbed. Again."

Tony sighed and ignored the horrified looks from the team and Peter continued.

"But I got to keep the knife! So that's... that's cool."

Tony nodded "Yup so cool. When did this happen?"

Peter smiled awkwardly, his lips going into a thin line at the question while his hand moved to the wound, that was covered in web mind you, Peter isn't that  irresponsible.

"Haha... about 30 minutes ago give or take."

"30- Peter?! 30 minutes ago? What were you doing? Because I know damn well it doesn't take you 30 minutes to get here!"

"I waited outside in the hall! You're in a meeting, I didn't wanna bother you!"

"Oh my god." Tony hid his face in his hands and groaned, this time out loud because he deserved too damn it! "Peter. I don't even wanna be at this meeting!"

Before Steve could make any sort of protest to his statement, Tony gently grabbed Peter by the shoulders, careful not to jostle him around, and turned to face the others.

"Alright, I'm heading out I've got a dumb teenager to tend too. I'll see you all at dinner have fun guys."

Then the two turned and left the room, Peter quickly coming back with one more apology to everyone and closed the door. At least he was polite. Silence filled the room while everyone stared at the door, then Clint groaned loudly.

"That's not fair! Why does Tony always get to have an excuse to leave early?!"

Nat sighed and kicked Clint in the leg who yelped in response. She saw Sam and Bucky quietly laugh from the corner of her eye.

"Clint, shut up."
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I'm not funny anyways 😭 hey y'all sorry for not updating ever but I offer you this 🤲 this is not a promise that I'll update regularly cuz when have I ever done that? 😭😭

I hope you guys enjoy it cuz I had fun writing it AND comparing it to the old one (which is ass omg sorry I made y'all read that 😭)

Anyways if you have any criticism or anything lmk :) but plz be kind I'm so weak and frail 😭

Also I love writing Clint being a little dumb dumb, a little idiot, sometimes he's so babygorl. I DON'T KNOW WHY I SAID THAT IM DELETING MY ACCOUNT BYE 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭