If only he knew

Is This Hell? Or Is It Heaven?

Aunt May had just dropped a bomb on Peter. She was going out of town to spend a weekend with her friends. This situation in its self wouldn't be so bad, if it weren't for the fact that she didn't want him to stay home alone. He was an adult,he didn't need supervision. But she was worried, she didn't like the fact that they lived in a new house, and that Peter didn't know the neighborhood all that well. Peter had walked away from the argument, and stormed angrily to his room. He slammed his face into the pillow and groaned,

That night he didn't get much sleep. He was angry at himself, for getting angry at May. And he was feeling extremely dysphoric, he couldn't stand to be in his own body. A body that betrayed him. He had also started his period that morning, and he just wanted to curl up with a heating patch and fall asleep. But he couldn't, so he felt stuck. He fell into a dreamless sleep.

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Peter woke up around noon to hear laughing coming from the kitchen. It seemed odd for May to be laughing that loud, so he assumed she had someone over. But it was probably just one of her friends since they were leaving today. But he was mistaken, oh was he mistaken.

He walked out into the kitchen in his pajamas, basketball shorts and a gray shirt, to find May and Mr. Stark sitting and chatting. 

"Peter! Mr. Stark said he would be honored for you to spend the weekend at his house," May said with a smile.

Peters face dropped. He could not spend the weekend, with his crush, at his house, on the most dysphoric week of the month, for an entire weekend. He could tell if this was a dream or a nightmare.

"I don't think this is necessary, i'm an adult and Mr. Stark only lives next door. So if anything he could just come and check in on me." Peter laughed nervously.

Mr. Stark stands up and walks towards Peter. 

"Nonsense! It would be my pleasure," Mr. Stark clapped him on the back.

"Peter go pack some things, i'm leaving now so ill leave you guys to it," May got up and kissed him on the cheek.

Peter was going to spend an entire weekend with his crush, and his crushes son. He had very mixed feeling about this.

A/N

So I tagged this fic as Trans Peter, and this is my first time exploring trans peter in a fic. This might not be a very relatable transition, but i'm just using my transition experience for ideas. But I hope you all like it!