𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐎𝐍𝐄-𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒

𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐋𝐄𝐅𝐓 𝐌𝐄

Natasha is Peter's surrogate mother, and Tony is his biological father. He and Steve raised him together until he was 6. The red room didn't sterilize her in this, but she was there.

Summary:
Steve left Tony and Peter 13 years ago when Peter was 6-years-old. Now Peter is 19 and has a life with his demons just like everyone else, but he's happy. Will it all come crashing down when daddy dearest decides to pay Peter and his father a visit? 

Ships:
Iron widow, ex-stony, Harry x Peter

Very fluffy, but what isn't when I'm the one writing it? Also kinda sad...

WRITTEN: OCTOBER 2019

"Can we all watch a movie or something tonight? You know, before Harry and I have to go back to school." Peter asked from his place on the couch.

"Of course, мой маленький паук. As long as you don't let your Uncle Clint pick the movie." Natasha smiled as she picked up some rogue video games that either Clint, Peter, Tony, Sam, or Bucky had forgotten to put away the night before.

"I was thinking maybe Point Blank. Sam said it was really good, but we can decide together later on." Peter sighed. He got up from the couch and started to help Natasha pick up.

"You don't have to help me clean, мой маленький паук. Go spend time with that boyfriend of yours." Natasha said, "After all, you are only home every so often. You shouldn't spend it, cleaning your father's mess."

"Harry is asleep, plus I want to spend some time with my mother." Peter smiled as he placed the pillows in the right place on their couch.

"Thank you." Natasha smiled, "Tomorrow, I'll make breakfast."

"Yes!" Peter cheered. Natasha chuckled as she finished picking up.

"You have half an hour until dinner. Go wake up Harry. He might not forgive you if he misses breakfast, lunch, and dinner." Natasha smiled at her son.

"You're probably right, Мама Паук." Peter smiled fondly thinking about Harry when he was angry.

"Aren't I always?" Natasha yelled as Peter walked out.

Peter chuckled, "Of course you are!" 

It didn't take the elevator long to get to Peter's floor. Yes, you read that right. Peter has his own floor. All of the Avengers have their own floor. Peter didn't get his floor until he was 17 and he only got it because of his amazing grades.

Peter slowly walked out of the elevator, and to his bedroom where sleeping beauty happened to be snoring. Peter could hear his snoring all the way from the elevator, thanks to his enhanced hearing. To most people, that would be extremely annoying, but to Peter, it kept him calm. If he heard the snoring, he knew Harry wasn't hurt, or leaving him. Peter climbed into bed next to the snoring Harry. Harry rolled over and snuggled into the spiderling's chest.

"Haz, come on, you got to wake up," Peter whispered. 

Harry pushed himself farther into Peter's chest and mumbled something that sounded like a, "no"

"You're adorable when it comes to waking up in the mornings.... I mean afternoons." When that didn't work, Peter said something that he knew would wake Harry up, "Harry. Dinner is going to be ready soon." Peter said just below a whisper.