Safety

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Peter's POV.

The one thing I was told to do was to keep    y/n safe. And what's the one thing I mess up? Keeping Her safe! I had one damn job and I failed. She got out of the house and was almost.... Well, she almost got in a VERY bad situation that I don't even want to think about.

As I swung through the air, my face was still hot with rage. I could feel my eyes tearing up so I stopped swinging and landed on top of a building. I took of my mask and but my head in my hands. I can't believe I let that happen. She was starting to get the hang of things, but still. Going outside unsupervised? She needs to gain more of her memory. Tony said she knew how to defend herself but that probably hasn't come back to her yet. The tears fadded from my eyes so I slipped my mask back on.

Ned was supposed to be at my house by now  to catch up on the whole memory accident. I I crawled into my window I heard a familiar voice. Ned was sitting on my bed, playing with my new Lego set. But that's not what I heard. I clicked th button on my suit, making it drop to the ground and put on a baggy shirt. I didn't bother grabbing pants as I  rushed into the living room. Where Tony Stark sat with Aunt May.

"What the hell?"

May looked up at my first as I covered my mouth.

"Sorry May..."

Tony snickered and got up. He walked over twords me  and put a hand on my shoulder.

"Kid. Where's your pants?"

I rolled my eyes and grabbed his hand. Even if he would kill me, I needed to tell him what happened. I pulled Mr. Stark into the bathroom and shut the door.

"First of all, what are you doing in my house. Second, I have something to tell you. Third, it's my house why do I have to wear pants."

Tony shook his head and began answering my questions.

"I'm here to check up on you. I know this whole memory accident was rough for you but I know she'll be fine. Second, what do you need to tell me. And third, I don't wanna see your pasty and hairy thighs Pete. That's for my daughter to see only."

My cheeks turned pink at the thought of this and Tony noticed as he chuckled.

"Ahem... So about the news. Y/n got out of the house today and ended up in an allyway. Some sick men tried to-"

"Oh my GOD PETER IS SHE OK?"

I heard a knock on my door. Both Ned and Aunt May asked if we were ok.

"Yes Mr. Stark she's ok. They took off her cloths but before they could do anything dodgy I kicked their ass's. But she has handprints on her legs and wrists.... And they aren't from me! Don't make another sexual joke please...."

As I shuffled my feel in embarrassment I heard a phone go off. Tony answered and his eyes grew huge.

"Fuck. I'll be over in a minute." He hung up and stormed out of the bathroom.

"Wait! Mr. Stark! What's happening? Do you need me?"

I was on his heals now pulling down the shirt I was wearing feeling a bit self conscious about my legs. Tony slammed the door and as I looked out the window he was already in his car speeding off. Ned peeked his head out of my room and May look at me from the kitchen.

"I have no clue what just happened...." I was so confused. What the hell is going on now? With y/n losing her memory and almost being.... Well yeah. My spidy senses weren't going off so I didn't know what was happening. Whatever. I started to make my way back to my room. Ned had build half of my new Lego set. God hes so quick. I sat down next to him on the floor and grabbed. Lego.

"Hey Ned? Do my legs look pasty?"

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