Tangled Webs Of Love & Secrets (Peter Parker X Male Reader)

𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝒯𝓌𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓎-𝐸𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 ~ 𝒞𝑜𝓃𝓈𝑒𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓃𝒸𝑒𝓈 𝒪𝒻 𝑀𝓎 𝒜𝒸𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝓈

I must've fallen asleep while crying last night because I woke up to find myself laying on the floor. I slowly get up and stretch because my back was killing me from sleeping on the floor all night, I looked over to the clock beside my bed to see that it was one-thirty pm. I must have needed the sleep, because thinking back on everything that happened last night.  I wasn't angry anymore but more sad now.  The people that I thought were beginning to become my new family had just turned against me. And normally when I felt this sad, I would go talk to Steve or Wanda, but I don't think that's an option because I'm still locked in this room.

I knew the door would still be locked but a small part of me wanted to check, I slowly grabbed the handle to push it down and the door wasn't locked anymore. I didn't spend too long thinking about why the door was unlocked and quietly open the door fully incase someone was outside waiting for me. After I saw that the coast was clear, I made my way towards Steve's room that he liked to stay in when he was too tired to go home after missions. But when I got to his room, it looked like he hadn't been in it for awhile. Maybe he was still on the mission or just decided to go home after, so now I just needed to find Wanda without Vision seeing I was out of my room. 

I made my way to Wanda's room to see that it was also empty as well, where was everyone. I decided to headed to the living area, As I got closer,  I could hear people whispering but I couldn't make out whose voices it was. I peeked around the corner to see Wanda and Vision sitting on the sofa watching some old TV show. "Come join us" Wanda says without even turning around to me, "How did you know I was there" I asked walking around to them. "Let's say I have a sense" she tells me with a giggle, I didn't look at Vision while taking a seat beside Wanda because I was still angry about what he did last night.

When I finally looked up, Vision shot me a smile, but I don't return it to let him know that I was still upset about what he did last night. He notices it and the smile on his face disappears into a frown, "I was only doing what's best for you" he tells me. "Best for me, or for Tony's reputation" I questioned back without even looking at him but focused on the TV. I noticed that they were watching an episode of *I Love Lucy*, a show that Wanda liked when she was younger and watches when she is upset. 

The last time Wanda was upset, I got happy to get me two pints of Ice creams and some candy. And I surprised Wanda with a TV marathon of all her favorite TV shows, and we stayed up all night watching them as Wanda told me about the memories that each episode held. She would tell me that she and her family would all sit together and watch these while eating dinner. She also talked about her twin brother Pietro, and that something that I remind her of him. 

It always made me think about if I did things like that with my family, I wish I remembered more about them. We watched a couple of more episodes before Wanda told us that she was going off to make dinner leaving me and Vision alone. I just sit there in silence still not wanting to have a conversation just yet, it looks like vision wants to say something but is too afraid to say it. I think Wanda could feel the awkwardness from the kitchen, "Y/N, could you help me please" she calls out and I quickly get up without saying a word and head to the kitchen.

"Thank you" I say to her walking into the kitchen, "your mad too, right?" I asked her and she stopped what she was doing. "About what" she says before going back to making the dinner, "about how we are being treated because of one mistake that we made" I say to her. "About how we were promised a fresh start here, but then treated like we are monsters" I say. Wanda turns around to face me and walks towards me and slowly takes my hand into hers.

"I promise you; no one thinks you're a monster" she says with a reassuring smile, "Yes, I don't like how this situation is being handled but there is nothing we can do... It's too late" she says. "Now, how about we make your favorite" she smiles while heading back to the kitchen island, "I'll even let you cut stuff, get some of the anger out on the vegetables" she says handing the knife over to me.