Left in the rain

thirty-seven

Peter is sat on the bed between Tony and Pepper, he refused to be put in the cot the night prior and was screaming his lungs out. For a while after being moved into Pepper and Tony's bed Peter lay there, staring at the celing, the day had been stressful for everyone and Peter is to anxious for his body to fully relax and let him sleep.

The sun shines lightly, just enough to be the next day but very much not early enough for someone to actually get up, and with a quick glance towards the clock Peter can see his thoughts were confirmed as it was around 2 in the morning. Peter is big however and doesn't really feel tired enough to go back to sleep. That's why he carefully and quietly sneaks out of the room.

He makes his way to the elevator, deciding to wander. He must look quite amusing as he makes a pit stop to grab a pair of sweatpants to go over the vest and a fluffy blanket before he wanders back to the elevator, he clicks the button for the highest level of the building. The roof.

Peter sits near the edge of the building with the blanket wrapped around his shoulders, taking in the beautiful night sky. His ears seem more sensitive to the city around him, cars driving miles away with slightly muffled chatter from the few people actually awake in the city. Although it is known as the city that never sleeps so he's not very surprised.

He'd never been aware how much you can't hear until he could hear it all, the slight flutter of birds wings, the trees whistling as the wind blows through the branches, the music blasting miles away, the footsteps slowly approaching him. Wait.

He snaps his head around and is met with the sight of Wanda, the girl isn't in her headspace either, which Is strange as normally at least one of them are in their headspace as of late.

"Peter, F.R.I.D.A.Y. told me that you were up here, I was awake already because I had a nap earlier in the day." Wanda states while sitting next to the boy on the roof, pulling her own blanket around her. Her and Peter sit in comfortable silence, Wanda's head rests lightly on the boys shoulder, Peter is only slightly taller than the woman, even though he is younger.

After a while the cold air gets to Peter, especially with his new temperature problem, his body no longer being able to regulate itself as easy.

"Wan?" He asks quietly, the woman hums, she's a bit cold but not as bad.

"I wanna go in now, can we go to the common room?" He suggests, he yawns shortly after and Wanda makes a noise of agreement. They both make their way there, they put some sort of rom-com, which was mostly comedy and hardly any romance, the two find themselves curled against each other as they fall asleep.

When Steve came downstairs the next day, it's quiet. He's always the first one awake so that's not unusual but when he hones in on the sound of light snoring he quietly creeps towards the sound which is where he spots the two littles, Peter has his thumb in his mouth and Wanda has her's wresting near the side of her mouth. He quietly makes his way back to the kitchen, sending a quick message to the group chat with a picture attached.

'before you panic, I found both of them here this morning'

*picture of Wanda and Peter cuddling*

Then he fills his water bottle up before setting off for his run.

By the time Wanda wakes up the common area for the avengers already has some life in it. She can smell cooking food but she's more focused on the fact that she's small again and she doesn't know where her mama is. before she has a chance to start crying she can see her mama coming towards her. Her arms reach out and the woman grabs her.

She clings to the woman until she becomes more awake, and in that time Natasha had taken her upstairs and gotten her out of the clothes she was wearing, Wanda is left in the used pull-up (which she always uses when big.)

Natasha carries the girl into the bathroom and places her into the already ran bath, Wanda is extremely little today and only seems to be focusing on her surroundings, letting Natasha wash her with minimal struggle. Her fingers migrate up to her mouth and she suckles messily over them, drool staining her hands.

"Ma" Wanda gurgles happily as she's carried into the bedroom. She's quickly fastened into a diaper and then Natasha pulls a pink dino onesie out and dresses the girl. She grabs a blanket, pacifier (which she promptly clips to the girls top) then she makes her way downstairs.

In the kitchen Peter is now awake, sat in his high chair and slapping his hands on the tray, he has mushed fruit and pancakes on the tray. His headspace is somewhere between the two or three year old mark. He looks up as the two enter the room, smushing a strawberry into his mouth. And smiling widely.

Natasha smiled back before sitting down in the empty seat. She feels the little girl patting her chest and shifts so her breast is exposed enough for the girl to latch on, which she struggles to do as her headspace is tiny.

Natasha slowly guides her nipple into the girls rooting mouth. Wanda lets out a little grunt when she finally gets her milk and suckles contently. Closing her eyes she settles into her mama and starts falling back to sleep.

Peter is watching the two of them in interest. Normally, himself and Wanda are the same regression age which is why seeing her so little is interesting for the boy.

"Mama" Peter questions turning towards Pepper who is slowly drinking her cup of tea.

"Yes my boy, are you done eating" she didn't expect Peter to eat much, the pancakes are extremely soft so they wanted to try him on them but the berries he usually finishes.

"I haves my milkie?"