Avengers + their Spiderson | Book 1

He has scars too

/This is an original oneshot by yours truly! and is a Bucky x Peter ship!/

Summary:
                  Peter has scars too as he gets
                  insecure about each question,
                  the scars he holds are
                  overwhelming so he doesn't
                  say anything, but he there is
                  one person who is always by
                  his side

...

Everyone has scars to show something that has happened to them in the past, they can be emotional or physical.

But the emotional scars can be easily covered and not shown to the other people, but can be so painful compared to the physical ones people show or have on their body.

However they are both as bad. Depending on the story...

No one knew Peter had scars, he was flawless and should be protected. The avengers never knew that he had nightmares and whenever he close his eyes he would see something he wished he never saw again, always in his best behaviour... that all they saw in him was a sweet selfless kid.

Peter Benjamin Parker. When they thought they knew him they didn't.

It was night and Peter was sat in his bed, he was going to sleep but something crept up that he hated the most... his fear. his scars. The boy tried closing his eyes but found that it didn't help the small bits and pieces of the screams, and smashing of glass scared him. He couldn't sleep.

So he went out of his room at 2am holding his pillow and sitting down on the couch cooped up to himself to calm down.

Another male figure grabbed a glass of water from the kitchen before sitting down beside Peter, putting his hand on his head. "Why are you up this late doll?" Peter looked up at the other figure and made a sigh, snuggling into his pillow. "Same question goes to you Bucky." They both couldn't sleep, until Peter's eyes started to droop that he couldn't stop it, earning him to snuggle on the other male's lap.

Morning came along quickly as the other avengers went into the lounge and noticed Peter sleeping on Bucky's lap, the older's hand on his head as the two were both asleep. They didn't want to wake the duo up but then what about breakfast?

Clint thought of a perfect way to wake them up. cold water. bucket. dump.

and so he did.

The archer poured the cold water over both of them and that definitely woke them up.

A mixture of russian curse words and covered curses wete heard. Natasha shouted out to Steve: "Steve Bucky said a bad language word." in return he heavily sighed and looked at the female, "You know what Romanoff?" at this point Steve had just given up.

When Tony went down holding his cup of coffee he looked over and saw his couch soaked. "Who the hell done that?" He was too grumpy about it as Rhodey choked on his water which he was drinking, muttering: "Good luck Clint." Sam was trying not to die of laughter as the Archer was guiltily holding the bucket. "Oh fuxk no." When Natasha was going to point it out again Tony told Rhodey to hold his coffee.

"Well sorry Legolas."

The calm tone you hear from just woken up caffeine Tony was not a good sign.

"You'll have to pay for it or..."

The conversation trailed off as the two soaking wet individuals on the couch got up

"Guess we have to change before your father starts a rampage in the morning..." However when the two got up they didn't leave Tony's fathered eagle eye.

"Now why were you two together in the morning? Friday had alerted me earlier in the morning-" At those words Peter shook his head interjecting. "No no no no! Dad it was not like that. I had nightmares and--" Tony cocked an eyebrow in interest and stared at his son. "--And you didn't come to me?"

However the soldier stood up for he poor boy, let's just say Peter couldn't help but look at the broad male's soaked attire... The way his shirt clung to him per se.

"He came out of his room and we just met is all Stark. He fell asleep on my lap."

Tony dismissed him with a sigh and grabbed his coffee, muttering a small: "get changed." before sitting down in disappointment

...

The boy and the soldier went to their seperste rooms and got changed, Peter being the quickest to get dressed he went to Bucky's room knocking on the door before going in.

"Sorry to intrude..."

He noticed the older male was in the midst of getting changed and saw many scars on him.

"Scars huh?" Was the only thing he said before the individual turned around and brought Peter in, pushing him onto the door. "What? are you going to ask where they came from? or laugh?" At those words Peter sighed but his heart was racing from the close proximity, his cheeks would also show another.

"No, I won't do that... Everyone had scars, why would I laugh? I have too many scars to count." He laughed dryly and put his hand up onto Bucky's cheek looking up at him.

"What makes that different? we're all the same." he gave a sweet smile, both leaning in to kiss each other in the brief moments but stopping inches away. "a-ah.. sorry" Peter slipped out from under him with reddened cheeks. "I wanted to check on you... I'll see you outside then..." When the boy was going to exit the male pulled him close.

"The emotional scars affect someone more and I want to be the person beside you who heals them" He wrapped the smaller one's waist and picked him up onto his lip as tears formed in Peter's eyes, "Even if it meant that you have to cry a river i'll still be here doll." He lowered his head to kiss him on the forehead in reassurance.

"Love ya Pete." And with that they locked pinkies as a promise, with a gentle kiss on the lips for reassurance... they had always been close together and Peter helped Bucky through his rough times.

So Bucky will be there for Peter.

[END]