Mr. Stark, I'm not okay

Moving out

"Can I please go now? I'm tired" Peter asked, looking at his mentor. "Why don't you eat up, and then you can go to your room" Clint answered instead, patting the boy on his back. Peter sighed and nodded slowly, before forcing himself to eat the rest on his plate. Everybody in the tower was gathered around the dining table, eating lunch, except May and Happy, who was on a date of some sort. They all knew why Peter had fainted last morning, and what had happened, but nobody talked about it.  It hurt the grownups to see the teen struggling so with eating, a daily task that just had to be done. It was pretty obvious that he just wasn't hungry, but they didn't know what they could do to help. So they kept quiet. The only thing that they could do was to make sure that the boy was eating. In the matter of a few minutes, Peter had downed his whole plate and without saying a word he got up and quickly went to his room.
 "Are you sure it's a good idea to let him be alone in his room?" Sam asked, looking directly at Tony. "FRIDAY will tell me if he's training" He stated, trying to conceal his worry with a smile. "Tony...There are other ways to um, reverse the eating" Wanda said carefully. The billionaires smile quickly disappeared, getting even more worried for the kid. He was just about to say something when the elevator doors opened. "Hey everyone, I'm back," May said happily. 

"Mr Parker, Mr Stark wants you to go to the living room right now" FRIDAY informed. Peter pulled his hoodie on again and quickly made his way to the living room where he could see both his mentor and aunt, sitting on the sofa. "Hey kiddo," Tony said, turning Mays attention towards the boy. "Come here Pete," May said, putting her hand on the couch so that the boy would take a seat. She seemed happy and excited. Peter sat down next to her, turning to Tony. "Whatsup?" He asked. "Our apartment is rebuilt" May smiled. "We can move in tomorrow". She was so excited, could barely sit still, looking for her nephew's reaction. Peter couldn't do much else than to force a smile, he wanted so badly to stay, stay with the avengers, with his mentor. On the other hand, he wouldn't be forced to eat at home, nobody would make sure that he wasn't having a panic attack. Peter swallowed a few times, nodded and smiled a little bit. He knew that his voice would break if he tried to speak, so instead, he went to his room.

It had been a few hours since Peter had gotten the news. Tony thought that the teen would be thrilled to go home, but instead, he had seemed disappointed. The billionaire had been disappointed when he had gotten the news as well, he wanted the kid to stay at the tower with him. Here Peter could be safe, here Tony could protect him, protect him from panic attacks, nightmares, trouble eating, anything. But if he wasn't here, there was nothing the hero could do. 
"Hey Pete, open up it's me" Tony knocked on the bedroom door. "Just a sec" the boy screamed. A few seconds later Peter opened the door, wiping away something on his cheek. His eyes were reddish and his whole face seemed a little bit off. He had been crying? "Whatsup Mr Stark?" He asked nonchalantly. Tonys worry grew bigger and he got suspicious towards the kid, but he didn't show it. Instead, he walked into the boy's room and sat down on the big bed. Peter walked closer, keeping his left arm behind his back so that Tony couldn't see it. "I was just talking to May" The older man started. "And we made a deal that if you want to, you could stay here" Peter froze. "Like live h-here?" he asked. "yea". "actually live here, with you and the others?" "Yea kiddo"Tony chuckled. Peters whole face lit up, he was smiling a sincere smile for the first time in forever. "OMG Thank you, Mr Stark, thank you sooooo much!" He ran to the elder man and hugged him tightly. "I'm glad that you want to stay here," his mentor said with a smile.

"Are you sure you are gonna be alright?" May asked. "Yes, for the hundredth time, I'm gonna be fine" Peter assured her. "Petey will visit you at least twice a week, and you have a key, so you can come over whenever you feel like it" Stark assured. "Alright, I'm gonna go before it gets dark," she said, hugging her nephew tightly. "Bye Aunt May," Peter said, waving at her whilst the elevator doors closed. He looked up at Stark, who had laid a hand on the boy's shoulder. "Wanna watch a movie kiddo?"