Venomous

Chapter 11- Glad you're ok

Summary:

Things begin to go back to normal.
Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text
Now that Peter was safe and away from Venom, Tony was able to contact Doctor Strange, who arrived on the scene shortly afterwards and locked the symbiote back into the magically warded box that it had escaped from earlier. Peter felt guilt bubbling up inside of him as he sat in the Avengers compound, waiting for both Doctor Strange and Mr Stark to come back upstairs.

He tapped his foot nervously and fiddled with his fingers. He should have told Mr Stark about Venom as soon as he realized what was happening, but Peter had been stupid and reckless. What if Mr Stark took his suit away again? What if they realized that Peter wasn't good enough to be a superhero and they kicked him out?

These thoughts riddled his head for several more minutes until he heard the familiar footsteps of Mr Stark and Doctor Strange. Peter immediately straightened up and pretended that he wasn't on the verge of a mental breakdown as the two Avengers stepped into the living room.

Neither of them seemed mad which was... surprising, to say the least. They all stood there in silence for a moment, as though they were all waiting for one of them to say something. Eventually, Doctor Strange sighed and broke the silence.

"The symbiote has been safely locked away again, and soon I'll find a place to permanently keep it," Doctor Strange explained. "Until then, I trust that no one will go near it." He eyed Peter, but there was no malice behind the look, and Peter almost swore it was amusement.

Peter blushes furiously and rugged at his sleeves. He scratched the back of his neck. "Sorry for all of this, Mister—Doctor Strange, sir," He apologized.

"Everything worked out," Strange replied. "All is forgiven. Just try not to get yourself into anymore trouble for a while."

"Sure thing." Peter nodded, but there would be no promises because Peter tended to get himself into trouble a lot.

Strange turned to Tony. "Let me know if there's anything else I can help you with," He said.

"Sure thing. Thanks for the help, Strange."

The doctor nodded and turned on his heel. He walked forward towards a wall and just as he was about to walk straight into it, he opened a sparkling yellow portal and vanished.

The compound was silent again as Peter and Tony stared at each other. Peter was nervous. Was Mr Stark mad at him? Would he ban Peter from the lab, or take away his suit and internship?

Instead, Mr Stark sighed and joined Peter on the couch. Peter shifted nervously as Mr Stark looked at him. "You okay, kid?"

"Uh—y-yeah!" Peter replied and then glanced down at his lap. "Are you going to take the suit away?"

A beat of silence. "Of course I'm not taking the suit, Pete."

The teen exhaled in relief. "Oh, thank God." He sighed and then straightened up. "Uh-I mean-"

Mr Stark cut him off. "We all make mistakes, Underoos," He said. "It's okay. I'm just glad you're not hurt." He placed a hand on Peter's shoulder and Peter relaxed in his mentor's hold. "Besides, this wasn't your fault. If anything, it was mine."

Peter's eyes widened as he turned to face Tony. "What are you talking about?" He asked.

"I should have kept a closer eye on both you and that gooey ass alien," Tony admitted. "None of this would've happened if I had been paying attention, Pete. So this one's on me, you're off the hook." He grinned, but Peter wasn't having it.

"But you WERE paying attention!" He exclaimed. "You were there with me! It's just that Venom was sneaky!"

Tony raised an eyebrow at Peter. "Venom?"

Peter nodded. "That's it's—his name," He explained.

"Hm. Well, glad he's far away from you now." Tony sniffed. "Can't have my favorite intern out of commission, can I? Who else would get my afternoon coffee for me?" He teased, ruffling Peter's brown curls.

"Mr Stark!" Peter whined. "I don't get you coffee!"

"Oh, well that's a problem then," Tony replied. "I'm going to add that to your job description."

Peter rolled his eyes fondly. "Please, you would just complain and have to go make yourself a cup the way you like it," He replied.

"You make a valid point."

The room fell silent again, but this time the silence was a comfortable one. Peter felt himself relaxing more. He turned to Tony again. "Thanks for saving me, Mr Stark."

Tony smirked at his kid and wrapped an arm around his shoulders, pulling him close. Peter's eyes widened and before he could ask, Tony said, "This isn't a hug, it's..."

"It's a hug, Mr Stark."

"No! It's a reassuring... arm... hold. Yeah."

"Right. Whatever you say, Mr Stark."

"Damn right 'whatever I say,' I'm the boss of you."

Notes:

The end!
Notes:

And that's the end! Thank you all for reading this! I am so sorry it took a while, i had some family issues happen during this. I hope to continue writing soon :)