Mainly Irondad and spiderson but will still include the others. Characters include: Tony, Peter, Ned, MJ, May, the other avengers, Loki, Flash, Morgan (not in many), Pepper and more.
-fluff (lots)
-angst (lots)
-no smut
-Tony x Pepper
-no Peter shi...
Set after endgame. Peter is 16 (before he gets de aged) Obvs Tony is alive, alongside Nat. Morgan is 6
Peters PoV:
Beep...beep...beep
"Ughh...stupid alarm. It's the weekend!" I groaned.
I'm spending the weekend at the avengers tower, whilst May is out of town until Monday. It was nice being with the entire team. I loved playing with Morgan and building things with Tony in the lab.
I pressed the button on my phone to stop the alarm and rolled out of bed. Literally. I walked into my connected bathroom and took of my clothes to have a shower.
Once I was finished, I pulled a towel around my waist and went to get some clothes from the walk I wardrobe that Tony being Tony insisted everyones rooms must have.
I put on a plain white top and some grey coloured trousers.
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I left my hair to it's natural curly mess and went down to the kitchen where the others were already. Steve was obviously cooking, Bruce was reading, Wanda and Nat were talking, Bucky was talking to Steve as the blonde man cooked, Thor and Loki were messing around as usual and Tony and Pepper were playing with Morgan. Clint was being his annoying usual self, most likely planning pranks. Sam, Rhodey and Scott were nowhere to be seen.
I walked in and sat at the table next to Bruce.
"Morning Bruce," I said happily.
"Morning Pete," he smiled warmly.
"What are you cooking Captain frisbee?" I asked Steve.
Everyone laughed at the nickname and said man rolled his eyes.
"Jesus it's a mini Tony."
"Damn right it is!" Tony yelled.
"Anthony!" Pepper scolded, swatting his arm. He pouted at her and turned back to Morgan and continued playing.
"Anyway what are you cooking?" I repeated.
"Pancakes, want some?" He replied.
I nodded enthusiastically and started chatting with Bruce about his book.
——-skip———-
After breakfast, I went to get up to get a drink of water but Clint stood up quickly and offered to get it for me.
I found it a bit odd and clearly so did everyone else as they looked at him strangely but shrugged it off when he returned with a glass of water.
Something felt off but my senses weren't saying it was necessarily dangerous, whatever was triggering them.
I took a sip of my drink and it tasted really strange.
"Uh Clint, what the heck is this? It doesn't taste anything like water."
