spiderman angst/sickfic oneshots

air sickness (irondad)

(request) (I've been on a lot of flights this year, but the one I was on yesterday y'all 😍😍😍 worst ever. Here we go)
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Peter Parker had never travelled alone, he was still a highschool sophomore after all. The airport was supposed to be a place where he was tugged along by his aunt and fished away from all the tourist traps and overpriced attention grabbers in store windows. It was supposed to be fun.

Now, however, Peter was wedged into the window seat next to a stranger, 40,000 feet in the air, with a toddler screaming about his ears popping, and kicking Peter's seat in the midst of his tantrum. The child's bumper cased iPad was playing super Mario noises at a shrill volume that was now the least of his poor father's worries as the kid screeched. The entire environment was stuffy with insufficient air conditioning that was working so hard to try and be at least average it was dropping onto him and the book open on his tray table.

He took a deep breath.

All of this sensory input was hitting him like a truck and the flight still had three more hours until landing in the city where he would be meeting Mr. Stark for not a mission, but a special engineering project where Peter would be an actual intern.

He looked down at his watch as a drop of water from the AC fell on its face. 3:01pm. Two hours and fifty nine minutes to go.

He shifted his focus back to his book and his drink, reaching for his small cup of Dr. Pepper when all a sudden the toddler behind him seemed to shove his entire body into Peter's seat. The entirety of his drink sloshed out all over him and his tray table when his body was thrown forward by the sudden kick.

Peter just say there wide eyed, jaw dropped.

His seat mate was fast asleep and unharmed by the commotion. He had a neck pillow, noise cancelling headphones, and an eye mask. Peter wished that was enough sensory depravation to lull him to sleep. He wished he was sitting in his seat instead, maybe then he wouldn't have sticky Dr. Pepper all over his clothes, tray, and bag right now, but it felt wrong to wish that on someone else so he pushed the thought away and blamed it on Parker luck.

He reached up with his non pop covered hand and hit the flight attendant button, but they were too busy warning the family behind him that if they couldn't get their kids under control, keep them in their seats, and get them to stop screaming, they would not be allowed to continue traveling on their flight path once they reached the layover airport. He closed his book (his Dr. Pepper soaked book) and realized the only napkin he had was also soaked in Dr. Pepper. He felt frustrated tears poke at his eyes but blinked them away and tried to solve the situation.

During their descent to their layover location, the toddler behind him proceeded screeching about his ears. About everyone on the flight glared at them at the airport. Peter lifted his carry-on out of the overhead bin and headed off the plane to his next gate in clothes covered in mostly dried Dr. Pepper.

Peter wished he didn't have to keep travelling, but continued anyways, sending Happy a check in text after landing about the situation that would likely never be replied to.

Thankfully, the family was not allowed to keep travelling on the route and Peter was sat next to a seatmate that was not nearly drooling on him this time. Instead it was a woman in her mid twenties, old enough to be his teacher but young enough that they could connect in a friendly way. He estimated she was around 5-7 years younger than Aunt May, but they looked similar in age. (He knew his aunt appeared young and that men all over New York city swooned for her because of it. So for now, it was just the two of them).

Like him, she had a book and kept her phone away for most of the flight. It was comfortable silence as the two read until the turbulence started and the flight attendants announced to put all large devices away, fold up their tray tables, and prepare for rough turbulence. They would not stop emphasizing to have your seatbelts securely fastened.