𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐮𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐝

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Peter and Johnny had just made it to their little secret apartment and were about to make dinner. The apartment was small but had aspects of both of them. To outsiders it would look like a someone's dorm room, but to them it was home

Peter went into the little fridge and pulled out two beer bottles. He walked over and handed one to Johnny who was sitting on the edge of the bed.

"How'd I get so lucky," Johnny said to Peter staring into his eyes.

"I don't know," Peter clambered onto Johnnys lap and straddled his sides. Peter wrapped his arms around Johnnys neck and the two of them stay in that position.

"Thank you for everything Johnny, I don't know where I would be without you." Johnny wrapped Peter into an even tighter hug. Johnny knew everything that Peter went through with his family and had been there for him when things got rough. Peter looked at Johnny and kissed him. Johnny pulled him closer and put his hand up Peter's shirt. Their beers had been long forgotten and things were starting to get heated. Johnny flipped Peter over and started kissing his neck, just as this was happening Peters phone started to ring.

"What the hell," Peter groaned and picked his phone up, it was his father. Peter knew that he should pick up, but with everything that Peters father had done in the past, Peter hung up. Just as he did that Tony rang again and this time Peter picked the phone up.

"What do you want?" Peter asked, exasperated.

"Where are you, you should be here celebrating with us."

"For what exactly?"

"Harley and Morgan just finished their first day of high school, they're sad that you're not here."

"You mean the same celebration you refused to give me because they started seventh grade?"

"What are you talking about Peter? That's absurd, we wouldn't have pushed you off for that!"

"Well, mom did, she said that they asked for a celebration first and that you couldn't celebrate me as much as them because it would take away from their special day."

"Your mother really said that?" Tony asked, Pepper had never told him this. Tony had always thought that Peter was nothing but trouble, which is what Pepper always told him, but Tony was beginning to see something else, he started to realize all that he knew about Peter, he basically knew through Pepper. Tony doesn't have very many memories with Peter mainly because Pepper told him that she had everything under control, but Tony now realized that Peter was probably being neglected by the both of them. Every memory that he has with Harley and Morgan are with Pepper, the ones he has with Peter are without Pepper. He realized that he never saw Pepper with Peter and he realized that Pepper never went to get Peter when he got in trouble at school. Tony put the pieces together, Peter did everything that Tony did with his parents, Tony was always looking for attention with his parents and would always do stupid things just so that they would talk to him. Tony realized that Peter was turning into the worst parts of himself and it was all his fault, Tony hadn't put the pieces together for years, 15 years, when the twins were born Pepper convinced Tony to push Peter away and Tony would never forgive himself for it, and he knew Peter wouldn't forgive him, but Tony would try.

"Yes, she did," Peter said, his voice wobbled as tears threatened to spill, he hated that memory.

"Pete, I'm so sorry, your mother told me that she had asked you and told her you already had plans with other friends and that you would celebrate the next day, but thinking about it now we never did." Peter stood up off of Johnny's lap and paced around the room..

"Look, I'll be home in like, 2 hours. We can talk then, but right now I'm hanging out with a friend and am really enjoying myself, see you then."

"Bye Pete-" but he had already hung up, "I love you."

Johnny looked at Peter with worry in his eyes but Peter just waved his hand, "I'll be fine."

Johnny knew he was lying but left it at that.

"Now, where were we?" Peter asked smiling.

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