Summary:
Christmas time was a hard time for Peter...
Trigger Warnings: light eating disorder? Not really but like he doesn't eat or sleep for a week.
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Peter was a mess. He was out of school on Christmas break, so he didn't really do much other than mope around the labs and go on patrol. This time of year was always touch and go for him because it reminded him he didn't have any blood relatives. That he was truly alone. He didn't think the Avengers were really considered family, even though he was literally the (adoptive) son of one of them.
Currently, Peter was half asleep on his desk in his lab. He couldn't sleep much anymore because his mind would always keep him up. No more normal nights. He stayed out patrolling until late into the night, and when he got back, he just went straight back to the labs. Thankfully, his dad had given him his own private lab, so no one knew about his sleepless nights. (Or so he thought) They'd just make him sleep, and he couldn't do that.
It was Christmas eve eve and it was pretty hectic around the compound, though Peter didn't know that, being cooped up in his lab. No one had seen him in 3 days, which wasn't that unusual around this time of year. They knew they needed to keep their distance. But it was becoming pretty hard. Peter was the person who kept them all happy, with his sunshine personality. They were all beginning to mope around, especially Tony. Eventually, it became too much.
"Alright. Someone needs to go talk to Peter. Probably not Tony, as he'll just think he's doing it out of pity. Pepper's in the running, but not high. He'd probably think the same thing with her, but it's not a guarantee." Steve started, sitting in the common room with everyone else.
"He's right. Pete loves Wanda and Nat the most - oh don't look like that, you know it's true. The only other people he likes more than them are Loki and Shuri, but Loki won't be until tomorrow and Shuri and T'Challa aren't coming for Christmas this year. We could send Nat or Wanda, or wait until tomorrow. What's the vote?" Tony replied, looking around.
"I'll go. And I actually have an idea that might get him up and walking around. Or at least taking a shower and getting some sleep." Wanda spoke, earning everyone's attention. "I'll go down and talk to him and tell him that MJ wanted to come by for a little while the next day."
"That's... a great idea. But how do we get MJ on board?" Steve asked, smiling a little for the first time in 2 days.
"I'll call her and explain the whole thing. She has a soft spot for him, it's pretty freaking obvious." She shrugged, making a good point.
After a bit of discussion, Wanda got MJ's number and called her. MJ gladly agreed to come by, saying she needed to 'knock some sense' into him. Soon enough, Wanda was making her way to his lab.
[Peter]
Knock knock knock ... KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
"Peter?" A voice drifted through the door, finally waking me up. I tried to shake off my drowsiness as much as I could and cleared my throat before answering.
"Yeah?" My voice was still a bit dry, but it sounded pretty normal.
"It's Wanda, do you mind if I come in?" Said the voice, Wanda. I sighed knowing this would happen.
"Yeah," I repeated, a little bit more annoyed this time.
The door opened, revealing Wanda with a small smile on her face. She walked over to where I was sitting, sitting beside me. I turned towards her.
"Here to convince me to sleep?" I asked, getting a nod in response. I shook my head. "I'm good. I've been getting some sleep."
"No, you haven't, Pete. I can tell by the bags under your eyes. How long has it been?" She asked, her voice soft and reassuring. I almost gave in.
"I'm just stressed because of this project, I have been sleeping." I tried again, knowing it was pointless.
"Peter." She warned, no heat behind it though. I sighed in defeat, shifting in my seat.
"Ok, you caught me. I haven't slept in..." I paused, trying to think. "7 days."
"Peter! That's terrible! I know it's hard, especially so around this time of year, but you can't do that to your body." She insisted, a worried look taking over her features.
"Can too." I fought back, my voice small and childish.
"Look, I can't convince you to sleep, but I did have another reason to come down here. MJ called Tony and asked him if she could come by the tower tomorrow for a little while. She said that she had a present for you for Christmas." I sat up instantly at that, my eyes going wide.
"MJ? But... why would... god I need to shower! And sleep! She'll kill me if I look like this!" I exclaimed, practically jumping up.
"I'll leave you be. If you're not too busy, dinner is in an hour. I'll have FRIDAY alert you if you'd like?" Wanda said, getting up and walking towards the door. I nodded, saying a quick bye and heading off to my room.
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3 days until Christmas guys! I'm actually pretty excited.
I might do a part two of this for tomorrow, we'll see
See you tomorrow!
- Kat <3
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