"It was a last minute decision." I huffed. Peter blinked.
"Do better." He retorted. I couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.
"Jeez Peter, turning cold, you sound like my father."
~~~
After a red-eye flight Harley Keener ends up in New York, leaving him grappling for a sense of normal. While the Avengers deal with the fact that Tony Stark was hiding another apprentice, Harley copes with hiding the reason there are bruises anywhere clothes could cover, his friends acting like concerned parents and Tony, Natasha and Bruce doing their damn best to show him that he can tell them what's going on. Meanwhile, the school year grows ever closer, Harley isn't enrolled in any high schools to complete his senior year, his parents did decide they wanted him back in the place he so desperately wanted to escape and the only way to fix any of it is to tell the adults what was happening before. What's the worst that could happen? A new school, hiding what really happened in Rosehill and a few fist fights seemed manageable. Unless you live with the Avengers.
❗HEAVY TW: This fic deals with themes of abuse, panic attacks and alcohol abuse❗
CW for swearing in probably all chapters
ᴄᴏᴠᴇʀᴛ [ᴄᴏ·ᴠᴇʀᴛ]
ᴀᴅᴊᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ
1. ᴄᴏɴᴄᴇᴀʟᴇᴅ; sᴇᴄʀᴇᴛ; ᴅɪsɢᴜɪsᴇᴅ
2. ᴄᴏᴠᴇʀᴇᴅ; sʜᴇʟᴛᴇʀᴇᴅ
(Y/N) (L/N) was always curious about her parents' job. Oftentimes, she went with them when she was younger. Then one day, her parents got a call and left their house without a word. (Y/N) did what many young kids her age would most likely never do: she set off after them. Little did she know that that one decision would impact her for years to come.
Now, years later, (Y/N) is leading the life her young self began for her. The world calls her Covert. Not as a name, but to describe her. Nobody knew who Covert was except for a select few of people. Her parents and the Avengers... oh, and Ned knows too.
[This is a reader insert story with the Avengers, just without the romance part. This is simply a story of you and your life with the Avengers. Enjoy!]
[All characters belong to Marvel, not me]