Moving On Pt2
Summary: While you and Peter wait for the Avengers to bring those who died in Infinity War before the snap and Endgame you try to find a way to keep your mind off of everything. That may include some danger and lots of time to yourselves while you wait for those who we lost to return. That is if they return.
Pairing: Peter ParkerxStark!Reader
Warnings: Fluff?, Angst, INFINITY WAR AND ENDGAME SPOILERS, (Possible Far From Home spoilers so if you haven’t seen it amd you don’t want spoilers just DM me and I will catch you up!), Also small mentions of mental health/bottling up emotions so I want you to know that if you suffer from either of those that you can talk to me or someone you trust and that it does get better! Stay safe Lovies!
(Moodboard is by @laureharrier she is so talented and all credit to her!)
School that day went pretty slow. Classes seemed to drag on longer than usual, lunch seemed quiet and dark, and it seemed that everyone was talking but nothing came out of their mouth. The only thing you really heard was in Mr. Harrigton’s class. “Ok class, please remember that over the summer we will be going to Europe! We will take an 11 hour flight to Italy first!” Mr. Harrigton got your attention… That’s new.
After school you and Peter were walking home as usual. But something about New York seemed different. The streets seemed to be more empty than usual. And everyone who walked by you gave you looks. Not good ones. Those dirty and dissapointed looks that your family gives you when you did something wrong.
You decided to ignore it. When you got home you walked past the other Avengers and went to your room not saying a word. When you closed the door you slid down the door back to the hard wood, and you cried.
You don’t cry much. In fact you hadn’t cried since your father’s funeral, even though Dr. Banner and the rest of the Avengers were trying to get him and Natasha back that wasn’t enough for you. He was gone and it was your fault.
You knew it was. It should have been you who did the snap. It should have been you who died that day. Not that you really wanted to die. You liked your life and all you just hated the fact that your father had to die. Someone who imapcted the world. Someone who everyone loved and looked up to. Someone people cared about and who everyone thought that if he died the world would be so empty. And now, the world is empty in so many people’s eyes. And you felt like that was on you. He promised you he would be there always. He promised you he would be ok. He promised that he would never leave you. And he broke every promise that day.
Nobody bothered you until it was time to eat dinner. They knew better than to bother you right now. After Sam came to tell you it was time for dinner you made sure to re-apply your makeup to hide your red puffy cheeks and possibly distract people from your red blood-shot eyes from crying for who knows how long at this point. When you got downstairs you noticed everyone was already at the table waiting for you and Peter to be downstairs. “Where’s Peter?” You questioned.
“In his room I think. I told him that dinner is ready but he said he wasn’t really hungry and he would get something later.” May said, a almost worried tone to her voice.
“Be right back…” You said as you went upstairs and knocked on Peter’s door.
No answer. You knocked again. No answer.
You decided to just open the door. You stopped dead in your tracks when you saw Peter sitting infront of your dad’s mask watching the clips he recorded in space and the one’s that were played at the funeral. He looked at you and quickly turned off the helmet. You had tears brimming your eyes. Pepper told you that she didn’t want either of you to see those clips, knowing how upset you both were about his death.
“W-Where did you find that?” You managed to choke out.
“In Pepper’s room. I kinda just wanted to see his face and hear his voice again. I didn’t think anyone would come in here and thought now would be the time I guess.” He explained. “You ok?” He finally noticed your tears.
“Oh um I’m fine sorry eyes are watering a bit I think an eyelash fell into my eye.” You quickly wiped the tears off your cheeks. “So um not coming to dinner?”
“Nah, I’m not hungry right now. Sorry.”
“It’s alright just uh wanted to make sure. To be honest I’m not hungry either.” You chuckled a bit at the last sentance. “Wanna just sit here and talk? Maybe let some things off your chest?” He questioned. “Sure that would be kinda nice I guess.”
A/N: Finally got this done. I was feeling very angsty today and inspiration struck! I didn’t proof read so…oops! Hope you enjoyed and please give me feedback! If you would like to be added to my taglist for this series please DM me or send me a ask letting me know you would like to be added! Love you guys!
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