Crazy Super-Gay Peter Parker One-shots

Uh Oh... Steve Messed Up

This chapter is a request by ZosiaOfAsgard and I greatly apologise for how long it's taken.

Ships: IronStrange, BlackPepper, Thoruce, and HawkSilver

Warnings: Swearing, a verbally abusive ex-husband (body shaming, defamation, rumour making, etc.), murdering by words, Steve being an asshole.

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Stephen Stark-Strange wouldn't consider himself a jealous husband. Not over his husband's cheating, lying, family destroying ex-husband, at least. Instead, the sorcerer felt something more akin to disgusted fury every time he thought of Steve Rogers.

The nerve Steve had to act as if he were some important god walking the earth, after all that he'd put Tony through during their divorce, made Stephan want to remove his kneecaps. Slowly.

But as long and Steve kept his mouth shut when he and the others returned to the tower later that day, Stephan wouldn't start a fight.

Peter, however, was a different story.

Peter Stark-Strange still hadn't forgiven his original adopted father - who's name and any legal guardianship had been stripped from Peter almost immediately following Tony and Steve's divorce.

Of course, Steve hadn't thought about his ex-adopted son in the slightest since then, but Peter didn't care about that. Peter only truely cared about the disgusting way Steve constantly treated his father.

"I'm going to fucking murder him, then convince Loki to revive him so that I can murder him a second time." Peter snarled, almost shaking with rage as they waited in the large open lounge room.

Tony was nervously chatting away with Vision, Thor and his fiancé, Bruce, while Loki, Stephen, Pepper, and Nat silently agreed with Peter.

"You'll get used to it, kid. We all will, I hope." Stephen replied soothingly to his stepson, eying the elevators.

Before anyone could say another word, Friday spoke up. "Just as a warning, the Rouge Avengers are entering the ground floor. They will be exiting the elevator in approximately 23.7 seconds."

"Thank you, Friday." The group mumbled, subconsciously pressing closed to make an unmovable, stoic barrier. The Rouges would only be allowed further into the tower if they apologised - being escorted off of the premises if not.

Just as the AI had estimated, it took exactly 23.7 seconds for the elevator doors to open, revealing the silent group of Rouges - most of which looked ashamed and sorrowful.

Steve did not.

It was awkward, to say the least. The Rouges slowly entered the lounge room, making a line facing up Team Ironman as they stood merely a metre away.

Clint was the first one to speak up, the comforting hand of his boyfriend (Pietro) places lightly on his shoulder. "Hey, Nat, Tony, Peter... you guys."

"I... I'm so sorry." Bucky proclaimed, looking down - too ashamed to meet their eyes. "There's nothing I can say or do to make this better. I'm just so sor-"

"Don't worry about it, Mr Barnes." Peter interrupted, smiling pleasantly at the Winter Soldier. "We all know you were being controlled by HYDRA - none of us blame you for those actions."

Tony, Pepper, Nat, Stephen, Vision, Bruce, Thor, and Loki nodded, wholeheartedly agreeing with the teenager's words.

This set of a chain of apologies from Clint, Pietro, Wanda, and even the newly approved upon Sam - all of whom were forgiven.