IF YOU DON'T HAVE BOTH SIBLINGS IM SORRY BUT PLZ JUST DEAL WITH IT!
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"Look, Peter, maybe this isn't such a good idea." You mutter while looking at the Avengers Tower from the roof of the building Peter had stopped at due to your screaming.
"Y/N, I promise that this is going to be okay," Peter smiles while wrapping his arm around your waist.
"But it's just..." You trail off and look to your shoes. "What about my family?"
"I didn't want to tell you this but they think you're dead and I think it's best that we leave it that way." Peter quickly explains, you suck in a breath as tears brim your eyes but you refuse to let them fall.
"I suspected that much, I mean I was gone for over a year and a half. Why wouldn't they think that?" You whisper, Peter pulls you into a hug as you continue to work on your breathing. After a few seconds, you glitch across the roof and back. "Sorry about that."
"No, it's okay." Peter whispers. "That's actually really cool."
"It's new." You shrug.
**TIME SKIP BROUGHT TO YOU BY PETER TRYING OUT FOR THE AVENGERS BY DRESSING AS DIFFERENT PEOPLE**
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It has officially been two years that you've been with the Avengers, Steve had obviously become a father-like figure to you along with surprisingly Tony. Clint had become your best friend, along with Peter and the twins, the two of you were an unstoppable duo when it came to pranks. The others had been like siblings, girlfriends (In a friendly way, none love-y), and anything good that you could think to describe them.
It was getting closer to the two-year anniversary of you escaping Hydra and you've never felt better, except for the part where you were homesick beyond belief. You loved each team member but no matter how much they tried, you haven't forgotten the others.
Every chance you got, you'd go and stand outside the window to make sure that they were okay. No matter how creepy it sounded, it gave you piece of mind to make sure they were safe. To see your sister working on her homework and your brother playing his guitar, your mom cooking dinner, and your dad reading the paper, watching tv, or helping anyone out that needed it.
Tonight was different, though, tonight you didn't go. Tonight you just sat on your bed and looked at the pictures that you had swiped from your room, everyone was smiling or laughing in each of the pictures you own. It made tears brim your eyes as a sad song comes over the radio.
"Oh come on." You whine, your voice cracking as the tears fall down your cheeks.
"Y/N." Peter's voice whispers from your doorway, you quickly snap your gaze to him as tears continue to stream down your face.
"We can see this is hurting you," Steve mutters as they all gather into your room. "So, Tony and I did some digging and set up a meeting at your house, they think they're meeting us because of what you had gone through."
"Oh my god." You whisper, your voice cracking again. Each avenger looks to each other, each thinking that you didn't want this. "Thank you so much."
"Of course, anything for you Y/N/N." Tony smiles as you jump from the bed to hug each person.
"You guys are the best." You whisper. "Never change."
"Me? Change? Y/N I'm the best, why would I change?" Tony quips, everyone rolls their eyes as you jump down from their arms.
"When are we doing this?" You demand.
"Now if you want." Clint chuckles, you face breaks into a smile as you rush to your closet.
"I HAVE TO CHANGE AND FIX MY FACE, OH GOD WHY DIDN'T YOU GIVE ME A WARNING?!?! THIS IS MY FAMILY WE'RE TALKING ABOUT, WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO ME?!?!"
"Yup, she's good now guys." Natasha mutters, the others chuckle as they walk outside to let you change.
"SHUT UP NATASHA I CAN HEAR YOU, I HAVE FRICKEN EARS!"
