Such a Dad

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"What the FU-" Thats all Peter remembers as he stood in his bed room, watching his aunt's lips move in what could only be described as a hissy fit. He knew she was screaming, saying every swear under the sun, he knew he should talk-say anything. Try to calm her down even if he knew it was just going to lead to more screaming. Peter took a deep breath, trying to calm his anixety as sound soon came back to him. "-lying to me all this time! I didn't raise a liar Peter Benjamin Parker. I don't house them either! Get out. Pack your things-get out" she points at him, he gulps, looking for his words to calm her down.

"Aunt May please-" He stumbled back as a force hit his face, he blinked in disbelief. It hadn't hurt, not with his strength, but the shock had him trembling and in tears.

"I'm no aunt to a liar!" She yells, moved further into his room, gripping Peter's mask in her hands and shaking it. "Running around and attacking people Peter-You almost killed people on that ferry Peter-call one of your 'super hero friends' and get out of my apartment!" She screeched, chucking the mask at his face. Peter caught it and turned to grab his school bag and a random duffle. He was quick, chucking clothes into his bag as well as his phone and laptop charger before turning and putting on the mask. He gave one more look at May as he grabbed his bags and Laptop, She stood her ground tears running down her face as she still yelled. He felt his own pool in his eyes as he turned and jumped out the window and made his way to a building not to far from where Avenger's tower once stood. Standing on the building he rubbed furiously at his eyes and sobbed slightly. He ran through a list of people he could contact in his head.

'Ned? no, he's going away for the summer with his family. MJ? She would probably kill him for asking to stay round...that leaves-' Peter shuddered and sobbed ever so slightly as he breathed deeply and gulped back another sob. "Karen....Call Mr.Stark" He mumbles, the suit's A.I immediately complied in a chipper voice that soon switched to that of a sarcastic familiarity that was Tony freaking Stark.

"What Kid? Suit to awesome, I know I out did my self this time and-...woah did I make you cry from how amazing the suit was? Shi-oot kid come on be a big boy and use your words." Tony starts, his once cocky smile falling to be replaced with that of a almost concerned frown. "...Kid. Under-roos?....Pete? Peter?" He calls a little, and that did it. Peter broke down in front of his hero, gross childish sobs racked his body as he tried to talk. "Stay put kid, I'll be right there. Breath ok?" Tony's voice ordered and Peter tried to obey but just couldn't get his words out.

"Aunt May-I-Spiderman-" He sobbed more "Hit me-kicked me out-I dont-" He sobbed more as Tony hushed him through the phone.

"Talk when you arent having a P.A kiddo, dont want you passing out from low oxygen levels" Tony's voice held comfort and calmness that the man was no where close to feeling. This kid, someone who 2 weeks before had turned down a place to stay and a spot on the Avengers was in tears begging for help. He heared the word hit and his blood pressure skyrocketed and the only thoughts in his head was 'If she touched that kid I'm going to leave a giant iron man shoe print in her face' She may have been the 'hot aunt' but something had happened.

"T...Tony" Peter whispered out and there it was, Tony wasn't letting this kid breakdown like this. He was there in minutes and was immedately greeted to the sight of Peter Fucking Parker, standing on a roof, Duffle bag in one hand, laptop in the other and a old ruck sack hanging off his shoulders. His mask may have been on but Tony could still hear the sobs from the phone call and the distance between them. And in that moment Tony realised one thing and that was he had no fucking clue how to comfort a crying child.

"Heyyyyyyyy under-roo's" He started, immediatly hating his voice. The phone hung up and he jumped out of his suit. Awkwardly he waved. "Whats with the duffle bag? Going camping? Need a....fuck wait no don't say that word-that is a adult word shit wait fuck crap-" He face palms as for once, he was completly flustered and didn't know how to talk to someone. He stopped him self mid fingergun as he went to talk again only to freeze seeing peter take his mask off. A small, barely even there bruise was healing fast on his left cheek bone and Tony immediatly rushed over and inspected his face. "What.Happened?" He questioned as he inspected him for anymore injuries.