Notes: This is super short I'm so sorry.Tags: basic nightmare for Peter ig.
No. He was stuck. He tried to move, to lift whatever was on top of him off but he couldn't move, couldn't see. Everything was closed and dark, and he couldn't move.
He tried calling for help but no one heard. He was alone.
He felt the panic set in. Felt his lungs get tighter as he tried to choke air in. His heart rate speeding up as he tried to shove at what was trapping him. Nothing worked. The darkness condensed around him as if trying to squeeze the life from him.
Through the panic that was building ever higher, he heard a voice.A familiar voice that brought a slice of calm. Flashes of warmth, a blue glow, and strong hugs.
"Roo."
The darkness withdrew slightly as he focused on the voice. Trying to hear what it said.
He felt a gentle but firm grasp on his shoulder, a hand brush over his hair. "Wake up, Petey,"
The world around him lightened. He could move slightly, the slack in the dark increasing more and more.
"It's just a nightmare," the voice said, "You're alright.
The pressure in his chest lessened and he was able to take a deeper breath.
"I've got you, Peter. I'm here."
The dark finally let him go. He woke up and was immediately drawn into his mentor's comforting embrace.
He sobbed out an apology to the man, guilty for waking him up and bothering him.
The older hero only rocked them slightly, dropping a kiss to his curls.
"It's okay. I'm here."
Peter eventually calmed down but Tony never let go of him, they stayed curled together even when Peter fell back asleep with Tony following after.
He was safe.