If only (trans reader x Peter parker)

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I was laying still as a man perched over me. "Hello y/n, it's me. Your father. Your mother and I love you very much, ok?" Said me supposed father. My brain changed its mind and flung to a different one. I got up off the floor and stumbled around the walls of my middle school. I turned a corner and was cornered by flash and his gang of goons. I felt pain in my face, my neck, my back, my legs. Everywhere was just, pain. I felt blood dripping down my cheek as flash punched me in the eye. I tried to fight back but his goons pinned me down and he stood on my throat. I couldn't breathe but I was being pulled backwards, away from them. I looked up and saw Peter's face. "It's ok Marie. It's all ok." He smiled.

Steve's pov:

I walked slowly around the ship, trying to find y/n. He was stuck, alone, he was surely scared. Wanda must have got to him by now. I heard stumbling but found Clint and Natasha. "You guys seen y/n?" I asked. Clint shook his head and continued on his path to the exit. I was starting to lose hope before I heard crying, coming from below me. I jumped down the stairs and found y/n, curled up into a ball. Wide eyed and hallucinating. I picked him up by his right arm and half carried him to the exit. I noticed his knives weren't on his back. They had talked off so I went back and grabbed them, putting them over my other shoulder. We headed back to the quintet and I noticed I heard, music?

I looked around, trying to find the source before I noticed it was coming from under y/n' mask. I pushed my face closer to his, listening. "J.A.R.V.I.S, What is y/n listening to?" I asked. "Music sir." He replied. "What kind of music?" I asked. "It appears to be an entire playlist of rap music sir. It's called his fight playlist. It seems to keep him aggressive for longer." He explained. "Can you share the playlist to my phone please?" I asked. "Right away." J.A.R.V.I.S replied. We flopped inside the quinjet and Clint grabbed y/n by his other arm as we carried him to a seat and strapped him in. We waited for tony and Bruce to come back before Clint took off and started flying us out of there.

"We're still a few hours out if y'all want to hit the haystack for a bit." Clint called. "From where?" Tony asked. "Safehouse." Clint replied.