Peter Parker Oneshots

I Miss You

A/n: I saw Endgame, and now have inspiration to write this s a d fic. UwU. Also I had to do actual research for this story. Be grateful. Enjoy~!

⚠️⚠️⚠️ENDGAME SPOILERS!!!!⚠️⚠️⚠️

May 29, 2031. The world restored to normal, though many heroes were mourned, new ones were made, and born, and were still here to help the world.

A slick, shiny black car pulls up to a cabin, isolated from anywhere else. Only the people who lived there and the family and friends knew of it.

A man gets out of the passenger's side, dressed in a black suit, curly brown hair, and bright brown eyes, he's not extremely tall, but not extremely short. He has a bouquet of burgundy carnations in his hands. A woman in a similarly colored sundress, flats and h/l, h/c hair flowing gets out of the driver's side.

They walk towards the dock, by the water. They sense a gaze from the house behind them, the women looks up and sees a girl with big brown eyes and brown hair looking at her. She smiles at her, and she smiles back. The women motions for one minute.

The man kneels by the front of the dock, and the woman stands behind him.

"Happy birthday Mr. Stark- sorry. Happy Birthday Tony. It's been a while." He says, almost as if expecting a response. "I'm sorry for that. I had a lot going on." He stops talking for a minute, and the woman sits on her knees next to him.

"Hi Daddy." She says, her voice watery. "I'm married now. You'll never believe who it is." She grabs the man's hand in hers and he looks over at her, watery eyes and the ghost of a smile on his face. "And we had a nice wedding, with all of my family there."

"We had Bruce walk her down the isle, Morgan was the flower girl." He chuckles.

"Even Bucky was there, and you guys never liked each other. I got to dance with everyone, like that one time after you guys defeated Loki. You had a celebration a few days after, and I got to dance with Steve and Bruce and even Thor came back. Scott didn't know how to dance. I had to teach." She smiles.

"I promise Mr. Stark. I'll take care of her, no matter what." He says, tears leaking out of his eyes.

"I love Peter Dad, and... I know you do as well." She sniffles.

After a minute of silence, they both speak up again.

"I love you Dad/Mr. Stark." Peter places the bouquet of flowers down in the river. "I'll talk to you soon, Dad."

They both get up, and look at each other. They hug each other, and the woman starts crying.

After about ten minutes, she dries her eyes, and they walk towards the cabin, holding hands.

They enter, and immediately, the brown haired girl from earlier hugs the woman.

"Y/n!" The little girl shouts. She's only about eleven now.

"Morgan! How's school been?" Y/n asks, a big smile on her face.

"It's school. Hi Peter!" Morgan cheers.

"Sup Morgan!" Peter gives her a lopsided smile.

"Where's mom?" Y/n asks.

"I'm in here! I'm making dinner right now!" Pepper calls from the kitchen. The kitchen is covered in bowls and pots and pans.

"Everyone arriving soon?" Peter asks. Pepper nods.

"Yup. Where's May?" She asks.

"She's gotta work a little this morning, but she'll be here shortly." Peter smiles.