Marvel One Shots

You Chose Him. (Superfamily)

GET EXCITED FOR SOME A N G S T 

so steve and tony are married, and they adopted peter when he was 5, and when he was 15, he got bitten by a radioactive spider

basically everything's the same, except more time has passed between age of ultron and civil war and stony is canon, and they have a kid. 

yay

Peter's POV

It wasn't meant to end like this. 

It was just supposed to be a small argument, barely worth mentioning. It wasn't anything important, just some documents to sign. 

I tried to read them, since I would have to legally sign them when I turned eighteen. 

Pops didn't want me too, but Dad thought it would be better, keep super heroes in check, so they aren't destroying a city, and then leaving. 

It sounded smart, it made sense. 

But Pops didn't think so. He thought that super heroes shouldn't be restricted. I understood where he was coming from. 

Until he showed up. 

Bucky Barnes. 

The man I read about in history text books. Pops's first friend. 

And Pops was willing to risk everything for him. 

Including breaking every single law in the Accords. 

***

That was how Dad woke me up, saying Steve was doing something rash, and we had to go find him. 

I pulled my suit on, still bleary eyed from sleep as we boarded the jet to Germany. 

Dad tried to talk to me, prepare me for what might happen, but I wouldn't listen. 

I couldn't believe that my parent, the one who comforted me when I had nightmares, and would make late night hot coco when we couldn't sleep would ever do anything to hurt me, or Dad. 

Dad told me to wait behind some crates, he would call me if it got bad. 

I crossed my fingers. I hoped it wouldn't get bad. I didn't want to fight my father. 

"Underoos!" My breath caught. 

I swung in and grabbed the shield, just like Dad told me to do, no damage. 

"Peter..." Steve trailed off, and looked over at me. 

"Pops, please, don't do this." I had begged. 

"Why did you bring him?" Steve demanded, and avoided looking at me, and instead looking at Tony. 

"He's our son, he deserves to see you choose Barnes instead of us." Tony answered coolly, in the voice he reserves for when he's angry, but is trying not to make a scene. 

"Tony, he's-"

"I don't want to hear it, Rogers, just please, sign the Accords." Tony interrupted, his voice cracked on please. 

I didn't want to watch, I didn't want to be there. 

But I was. And I watched at Pops lifted his hands up and broke free of my bindings. 

As someone appeared and kicked me in the face, handing the shield back to Steve. 

As Dad located Aunt Wanda, and Mr. T'Challa headed for Barnes and someone else. 

"Da-Dad, what should I do?" I asked, tremors running through my voice. 

"Keep your distance, Pete, I don't want you getting hurt." Dad instructed. I nodded slowly, not fully registering what was happening in front of me. I swung myself up to a terminal, watching as the Avengers, some of whom I grew up with, attempted to blow each other to bits. 

***

It's hours after the fight. I'm back in my room, my hair still dripping from the shower. I stare at the wall, memories flooding back in. 

I'd never been in that big of a fight before, especially not with my family. 

I hear someone knocking at the door, and I shuffle to the door, opening it to see none other than Steve Rogers. 

"Pops. What are you doing here?" I ask, my tone icing over. 

"I came to get my stuff and Tony said I should talk to you." 

"Go away!" I shout. 

"Pete..."

"You chose Bucky Barnes and not us, so go away!"

"Please." Steve begs. I spin on my heel and face the wall. 

I hear him sigh, and slowly walk out the door, and only then do I let myself break down. 

AHAHAHAHA SUCK ITTTTT

ACTUALLY THO IM SORRY THAT WAS SO ANGSTY MY HEART IS LITERALLY HURTING 

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