Why Me (Avengers Soulmates AU)

The Talk

"Peter, can you look up." I move my field of vision to the ceiling.

"He means can you look at us." I slowly move my eyes to meet theirs. Once I do I cant look away. My insides do a flip, my throat gets dry, and my heart picks up some speed.

Sam's chocolate skin. His short dark hair. The small smirk on his face. His muscular arms. This safe aura coming from him. Bucky's tough but gentle face. His body shape. His voice that you would think was gruffy, but isn't. The way they both have been trying so hard to talk to me is so cute. Did I just call two older men cute. Oh no, I think I'm in love.

Then Bucky smiled at me. He. Fucking. Smiled. At. Me. Who knew he could smile. Why is his smile so precious. He has a sexy but cute smile, and now I am internally dying. My face is so warm right now. I think I'm blushing.

"Do you feel comfortable talking about your past?" Sam asked, taking my attention off that golden smile.

"Um, uh sure, yeah, it's- it's not a secret."

"We're not forcing you. If you don't want to we can think of something else." Sam is so sweet. He's worried about me, awwww. Wait no, I don't like him or the other one.

"It's fine" (To make this quicker Peter, Sam, Bucky, Narration. Sorry I'm lazy sometimes.)

"So can you tell us why you hate soulmates."

"Are you ready? This is a long story." They both nod their heads.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes Peter, we want to know." I take a big breath and begin.

"Ever since I could remember, my mom and dad always argued. The last night my dad let out everything and left without a word said to me. He said he was tired of my mom, that I wasn't even his real son. Called me a freak because of my DNA. He said he found a new soulmate and left. My mom killed herself. She couldn't take dad leaving, but she also hated him. Always made sure to tell me never to trust that soulmates bullshit. All this fate stuff was a trap and if I got caught I will end the same way she did. Her last words weren't 'Goodbye' or 'I love you' it was 'Don't be fooled'. After her death I stayed with my father's brother and his wife, aunt May and uncle Ben. They loved me. Told me about my mom and dad before the whole mess, talked to me about my spider DNA, and even though they weren't my aunt and uncle technically, no one would have known. I had spent the night at Ned's house. We were playing and having fun when the police came. Some guy believed May was his soulmate and broke in. He killed both of them that night. Though at first everyone thought he was there to robbed them, the only thing he took was their lives. So yeah, that's it"

"'That's it' Peter, that's horrible."

"If you don't mind me asking, what about your fathers."

"My blood father didn't want me. He called my mom a 'Stupid bitch' for not getting an abortion. My other father had gotten his new 'soulmate' pregnant for a second time. He really didn't want me. Also blamed me for his brother's death."

"But you know it's not you fault right."

After a while of not responding Bucky sighed. "What happened wasn't your fault. None of it. Do you understand me."

It was weird, I couldn't say no to him. (Now I will go back to writing normally, sorry again for doing that).

"Now, without all the soulmate stuff. How do you feel about us?"

They already knew. I know they knew about my feelings. If I didn't like them, I wouldn't have been running away all this time. But, I'm still really stubborn. The voice that told me to fight Toomes without my suit. That voice is telling me not to answer the question. If I lie I would feel bad, but I'm not sure I'm ready to confess my feelings.

I shrug my shoulders and once again look anywhere but in their direction.

"Peter." Bucky's voice was stern. I know I'm being difficult.

"Okay, you don't have to answer that." Sam seemed kind of disappointed. I mean I did just tell him my life story, then seconds later I'm closing off on them again. Why is this so hard.

Come on Peter just say it. All I have to say is three word, eight letters. It shouldn't be this hard.

Just forget what mama used to say. May and Ben were happy, Ned and MJ, Flash and Gwen, mom and dad, Thor and Bruce... Sam and Bucky.

"I maybe, kind of, barely, definitely, really like you a little bit." I said that really fast. Did they hear me. What if they didn't understand what I said and asked to repeat myself. I wouldn't be able to do that.

"So do you think you could try hanging out with us?" Now they were both full on smiling. Gosh, I cant resist their smiles.

"Yeah." My voice went an octave higher. "Can I leave now."

Bucky walked to the door and yelled "Open the door."

I ran out the door and went to my room. I called everyone on the group video chat and told them everything. I couldn't stop thinking about their smiles. What god blessed them.

Maybe having soulmates wont be that bad.

A/N: This chapter was just me being obsessed with Anthony Mackie and Sebastian Stan.