Prompt: Peter has an asthma and the Avengers never knew. He has an asthma attack during movie night.

Will this be good? Probably not, but nobody seems to be writing this so I have to take matters into my own hands.

Like most of my stories.

At least I'm not basic.

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"Nice job today guys. Whooped another alien creatures ass." Tony congratulated.

"And we did it together." Captain said triumphantly.

"Cut the patriotic bullshit, Cap." Clint jokingly rolled his eyes. "Let's have a movie night!"

"Stop cussing there's a kid here. And that's actually not a bad idea!"

Captain replied, glancing at Peter.

"I'm not a kid." Peter grumbled.

"And I'm not a dumbass." Clint laughed, telling peter otherwise.

"Man of spiders, you are very much a child." Thor chuckled.

"What are we ganna watch?" Sam question.

"I don't know, something that's not ganna scar peter over here for life." Natasha put a hand on Peters shoulder and squeezed it.

Suddenly, Peter started coughing very violently. Instantly, Natasha removed her hand from his shoulder.

"детский паук, are you ok?" Natasha asked as she patted his back.

"Y-yeah-" Peter coughed again, "I'm fine."

The rest of the avengers looked at him quizzically for a second then shrugged it off.

"Tony, I thought Peter couldn't get sick." Scott whispered.

"That's because he can't." Tony replied slowly with a slightly worried look crossing his features.

TheMagicalSceneBreakThatEveroneLoves OoOoOo

"Alright everyone go take showers and change, you smell like ass." Tony covered his nose, waving off the avengers.

A few 'Rude' and 'Love you too!' Were heard as they walked away.

Tony then went to his room to change.

(Peter's POV)

As I went to go take a shower, I noticed it was getting slightly harder to breathe and I was a little short of breath. I didn't think anything of it because this usually happened after fights.

After I got out of the shower and began to dry off though was when I began to get a little worried.

I began coughing and wheezing for 4 minutes straight. I began to gag a bit since I coughed so hard.

'It's nothing peter, walk it off. Walk it off.'

I decided to wear a onesie I got from Ned of a bear. It's actually really comfortable and kept me warm. I decided to also bring my 'fuck you' bear MJ got me from build-a-bear workshop. It was like a normal teddy bear, but cuter, and it said "Fuck you and your chicken strips" when you pressed the button. I love it so much.

Eventually, I walked into the living room. No surprise all the avengers were already there. But for some reason they all just stared at me.

"Uh hey gu-"

"AWWWW!"

"Oh my god, he's so cute!"

"This makes me want to have kids."

"That's the most adorable thing I've ever seen!"

"Look at his little teddy bear!"

"Can I hug you!?"

"Baby spider, that's adorable."

I awkwardly stood there blushing. Which was a mistake because I accidentally help the teddy bear closer to my chest as a reflex.

"Oh my god! I cannot handle much more cuteness!"

"Awe he's blushing!"

"Look at his tiny feet in the onesie!"

"Oh my god this is actually gold!"

"Forget babies, this is the cutest human in earth!"

"Aweee baby of spiders is the adorable."

The comments kept coming as I slowly decided to sit between Tony and Steve. Tony instantly pulled me closer to him, causing Steve to pout a little.

"Soooo, what movie?" Rhodey asked.

"JUMANJI!"

"Maybe.."

"STAR WARS!"

"Possibly."

"BATMAN VS. SUPER MAN!"

"Hell naw."

"Who the fuck even asked tha-"

"RAW!"

"No! That'll scare peter!"

"PIXELS!"

"Actually, that's not a bad idea."

"True. Plus it has video games we all like in it. Even for grandpa Steve."

"Dude, Bucky is older than me!"

"Hahahahaha." Bucky laughed.

We started the movie and about half way through, things began to feel, weird.

I began to feel pressure in my chest and tensed up. It started to get a little harder to breathe.

"Peter, hey buddy, are you ok?" Tony asked, looking at me with worry.

I began coughing and wheezing harshly.

"Peter, breathe, breathe." I heard Steve's voice as he rubbed my back.

After a few seconds I stop coughing.

"I-I'm fine. I promise."

This happened about three more times until I knew something was definitely wrong.

OoOoOo(for some reason I'm thinking of Beyoncé)

(3rd person POV)

It was about the middle of the movie and everyone was relaxing. They all felt comforted with each others presence.

Suddenly Peter started coughing and wheezing. Everyone turned to look at him to make sure he's ok. They've all been told peter can't get sick, so it's alarming to hear him even sneeze once, let alone coughing and wheezing like there's no tomorrow.

"Peter, hey buddy, are you ok?" Tony asked in a soft, soothing voice. Everyone knew tony was like a dad to peter, and right now he had a right to be worried.

But his coughing and wheezing didn't seem to die down.

"Peter, breath, breath." Steve rubbed his back and looked at him with worry in his eyes.

Everyone else was just staring with protectiveness and worry in their eyes also. But they couldn't do anything but stare.

"I-I'm fine. I promise." Peter said after his coughing fit was over.

Bruce sent Tony a glace that told him 'Something's off'. But he would take him to Bruce's lab after the movie was over.

This repeated 3 times. Every time worse than the last.

"Peter something's wrong we are taking to to Med Bay after this." Clint said. He had children of his own so he knew what it looked like when a child was sick.

Everyone nodded in agreement.

"N-no I'm fi-" Peter then gasped, as the pressure in his chest was increasing fast. His breathing became fast and short. He could barely get any air in his lungs.

"Peter, Peter! Look at me kiddo. You need to breath ok?" Tony cupped his cheeks, forcefully turning his head towards him. But peter didn't reply, his breathing only quickened and worsened.

"Bruce… somethings wrong…." Steve said semi loudly as he stood up and kneeled in front of peter.

"I-I-I C-Can-t Bre-Breathe…" Peter chokes out.

"I'll tell the team at Med Bay. You all had training, try and get his breathing back to normal." Bruce stated as he ran off.

Suddenly Peters breathing becoming lightning fast, as if nothing was getting in at all.

"Guys, this isn't like anything we've trained for." Natasha stated with a serious expression.

"I-I'm ganna die!" Peter choked out. He was panicking. His eyes were wide and full of fear.

"No, no you're not going to die peter, calm down." Scott attempted to soothe.

"It's alright buddy, just try and breathe." Clint chimes in.

"We don't have anything to help him with!" Sam cried out.

"Well we have to do something!" Tony panicked

"We can't! What if we make it worse?" Bucky shot back.

"Wait, then why can't he breathe?"Scott asked.

"A-asthma…." Was Peters last word before his breathing stopped completely. He began trying to pull away from them, kicking, and everything to try and get away from everyone. But it didn't work.

"Peter buddy stop!"

"You need to stay still ok?"

"Come on kid, it'll be ok."

"Asthma!? Does he have an inhaler somewhere!?" Clint panicked.

"Baby of spiders never had anything like that." Thor answered quickly.

"Oh god, Tony he's not breathing!"

"Underoos! Come on buddy! It'll be ok it'll be ok.." Tony set peter in his lap.

"FRIDAY, tell Bruce he's not breathing! We need him in Med Bay now!" Tony yelled, stroking Peters hair back and holding him still as he kept making useless attempts at breathing. His lips were beginning to turn a shade of blue, his face pale.

"Will baby of spiders be ok?" Thor asked worriedly.

"I don't know…" Tony whispered.

Peter's eyes then rolled back as he went limp in Tony's his arms.

"Peter? Nononono, Peter! Come on buddy open your eyes!" Tony began running to the medical wing cradling Peter, avengers in tow.

Arriving at medical, Tony slammed the doors open.

"BRUCE! He passed out!"

"Did you get his breathing to be better?" Bruce asked hurriedly.

"No, that's why he fainted. He needs oxygen. Fast." Natasha replied taking Peter from Tony. "He said he has asthma, that for some reason none of us knew about." She glared daggers at Tony.

"I didn't even know he had asthma! He never told me!"

"Bruce take him, now." Natasha laid Peter on a stretcher as doctors ran and brought Him through another pair of white doors.

Tony just stared at the doors they took Peter through. His kid, His kid, had stopped breathing on his watch.

"Damn it! Fuck!" He yelled as he turned to go to his lab.

"Tony-" Sam started.

"What!? What the fuck do you want?! My kid is dying! And it's all my fa-"

"Stop right there. This is NOT your fault Tony. Nobody could of known this would happen. Nobody could've." Sam took another step towards Tony.

"Tony you gatta stop blaming yourself for everything that happens. Not everything if your fault." Clint added.

"You know what? Fine. Say whatever you want but you know we could of prevented this. We should've taken him down the first time he had a coughing fit. Have any of you even heard him cough like that before?"

The room remained silent.

"Exactly! And oh my god are we that blind? We are practically his only family left and know so much about him. For crying out loud! We know what his favorite marshmallow brand is, but we couldn't figure out that he had asthma!? Do you know how ridiculous that sounds!?"

"Tony, calm down! Th-"

"I'm NOT going to calm down until I know my kid is ok!"

Tony then stormed off.

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(Peter's POV)

It was weird. I could hear voices and feel some things, but I couldn't see or move.

Strange.

I've had an Asthma attack before, sure, but never this bad. And in front of the Fucking Avengers. Dang. Embarrassed myself in front of my childhood hero's.

Peter Luck *cough* (trade mark) strikes again!

Anyways, a second ago I was in Tony's lap and now I'm in some strange dark place. I honestly have no clue what happened but clearly it can't be good.

I felt someone pick me up and my limbs limp. I wanted to move but it wouldn't work. But thank god, soon I felt nothing and fell into a sleep like feeling before I became more confused.

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(3rd person POV)

"Asthma Attack. It was severe. Worst one I've seen actually. Not like I've seen many but you get the point…" Bruce trailed off. "He should wake up soon, though I'm not sure how long that'll take. I mean look at the bright side, guys. He's stable." Bruce concluded as he sat down by the Avengers, minus Tony who was locked in his lab.

"Yeah. I guess that's good news." Cap said in a low, emotionless voice.

"Was that, sarcasm?" Sam asked.

"No."

"Was that a lie?" Thor questioned.

"No."

"Was that another lie to cover up you previous lie?" Clint slightly smiled.

"I don't know what you guys are trying to do here but whatever it is, cut it out."

"IS CAP CRABBY!? Does he need a pacifier!?" Scott joked.

Everyone laughed at that, well, besides Steve. But it did lighten the dull mood in the room.

"See, he'll be ok. But, we need to talk about medication. Albuterol and/or levalbuterol. Must haves. An inhaler is always needed in arms reach at all times. No exceptions. Not even Spider-Man. Especially not Spider-Man. That's when he'll need it near him most. We are also going to use a nebulizer with him for about 2 weeks then only on occasion. Though I don't understand why he even had an attack because of his super healing, we still need to be aware. Also, if he has gym, yeah um, he's not going to be doing anything for a while. I'll write a note." Bruce concluded.

"Poor Ned." Tony said bluntly as he walked in.

"Who?" Everyone asked.

"Peters best friend. They're gym partners and now he'll be alone."

"That's what you're worried about?" Steve asked Tony.

"No you dipshit. It's just something that popped into my head." Tony glared at Steve. "I'm ganna make food now because why not."

"NO." Everyone yelled.

"Someone get a Fire extinguisher."

"Already on it."

OoOoOo (One day later)

Peter hadn't woken up yet. It was starting to worry Bruce, he was only supposed to be asleep for a few hours.

"Hey Pete. I need you to open your eyes for me bud." Tony whispered as he put a had through Peters hair and holding his hand.

"Come on kid, please." He tried again. And suddenly something happened.

"That's right buddy. Keep opening your eyes."

Peters bright chocolate eyes began to open, stopping half way.

"Hey buddy." Tony smiled.

"D-D-Dad?" Peter asked slowly.

Tony hesitated before responding. "Hey Petey. How ya feelin?"

"Like I got hit by a bus. And then after I was shot in the head and stomped on by an elephant." Peter rasped out.

"Uhhh that's a very, *cough* very interesting way of saying like shi- crap. I meant crap." Tony chuckled.

"Wait where's my 'Fuck You' bear?"

"Language. Also, your what now?"

"And my teddy bear onesie?"

"Um…"

"OH MY GOD! DID YOU GUYS FINISH PIXELS WITHOUT ME!?" Peter shot up in the bed, looking like he was about to cry.

"Whoa whoa, chill. Lay down, you'll hurt yourself." Reluctantly, Peter obeyed.

"Peter, I'm so glad you're alright buddy. When you stopped breathing I-I," Tony swallowed, his eyes began burning with tears. "I didn't know what to think. Underoos, you mean the world to me. And when you went limp, it broke me heart. So, DON'T EVER FUCKING DO THAT AGAIN!"

"Wow talk about mood swings. And I thought I was the teenager here." Peter laughed slightly. "I'm sorry Dad…" clearly, Peter was still high in the clouds.

"It's not your fault buddy." Tony smiled.

"But for real, Dad where's my onesie and my bear. And did you finish the movie without me?"Peter looked up at him with his dazzling chocolate brown eyes that could melt anyone's heart.

"We had to cut the onesie, I'm sorry buddy. But your bear is on the counter. And no, we didn't finish the movie. We were all worried about you." Once again, Tony chuckled.

"Oh." Peter looked down, sadness in his voice.

"It's ok buddy, we can get you a new one and we can watch the movie now if you want."

"Can we bring the Avengers too?"

"Yes, kid. Yeah we can."

Moments later all the rest of the Avengers flooded into the room with gifts and cards for peter. The smile on Peters face brightened all their days tremendously.

After finishing pixels, they watch a few more movies. It was the best thing Peter could ever ask for.

"Hey you do realize no being Spider-Man for a while right?"

"Or gym class."

"Or training."

"Or too much movement at all."

"No going outside too."

"And-"

"WHAT!?" Peter yelled. "MY ASTHMA ATTACK WASN'T EVEN THAT BAD!"

"You literally thought you were going to die, you stopped breathing, and nearly actually died while Bruce was trying to treat you."

"I don't see your point."

"Our point is, we would like it if you were alive and not dying."

"Wow."

"Time for bed Petey!"

"What? No!"

"Night Baby of spiders!"

"Bye Bye spidering!"

"Night Underoos!"

"Bye kid."

"Sleep tight child!"

And with that they all left the room.

Yup, Peter loved his family.

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