When I finally made it to the top, I waited. I waited for the voices inside of my head to stop, so they would think I'm okay. I can't let them know that things aren't okay. They need to think that everything's fine. Because once they see the truth, they'll never be the same.
"Hey Everyone," I say as I made my way into the penthouse. Multiple "shut ups", were heard. But, I just shrugged it off. When I ran into Bucky he smiled at me, since we have matching arms now, but he walked away. I continued walking to my room, saying hello with a smile, that didn't seem to be fake. But, if they looked closely they could see the pain coursing through my veins.
Once I made it my room, I shut the door, and stopped. I stopped pushing all of those voices away, like I've been doing all day. But, did they really ever stop? The voices were getting louder and louder, until they gave me a headache. I started contemplating and weighing my options, until I finally came up with a decision. Nobody cared, it's not like they would notice anyway. At least that's what I thought, until Bucky and Steve knocked.
They came into my room and gave me a big hug and smile. Which made me stare at them. They looked at me strangely. As if I were from Area 51.
"Hey kid, you okay? It's your birthday."
"No."
"It's not your birthday? Because I'm pretty sure it is."
"N-no! Yes I-it's my birthday. But, no! I'm not okay!"
"Why? What happened?" Bucky asked.
"I dont know. I'm just numb. I can't-I just can't anymore. It's not fair. I didn't get any credit for doing the snap and saving people. I get called menace, when all you guys do is deal with the big stuff! I deal with the small and big stuff! I look out for the little guy-but, nobody cares. I'm just a joke of a superhero. And a joke of a person too." I explained.
Bucky and Steve both sat down next to me.
"Kid, why didn't you ever tell us? We could of helped you. Trust me, we would have dropped anything and everything to help. Because even in your darkest hours, we'll be there. We care so, so much about you. You're our kid. I know you can't always be perfect and be a big ball of sunshine. But, you try. Even though we want you to be yourself. Because we love you, through the good and the bad. That's what we signed up for. And you couldn't make us any prouder." Steve said.
"Yeah, plus if those jerks who call you a menace keep bothering you, I'll go winter soldier on their sorry-"
"Language!"
"-asses. Because nobody hurts anybody that's mine. And you are mine. My little spider." Bucky said.
"You know we love you, right?" Steve asked.
"Yeah, I know. I love you too, Pops."I replied.
"Hey-what about me?!"
"I love you Dad." I said with a little smile.
"Good. I love you too, Peter."
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Peter Parker Oneshots
FanfictionSong one shots, field trips, jealousy, rivalry, everything!