(Natasha's POV)
After my rage subsided and I calmed down I told Clint and Steve what happened, I left out the part about all of the scars. 'There were so many,' I thought to myself and started to tear up a bit.
"Nat? Nat!" I heard Steve say breaking me out of my thoughts. "What?" I looked at Steve. "Are you alright?" He asked, sitting across from me. "I'm fine, I-I just… need to talk to Tony."
I stepped into the elevator and went up to Tony's lab. Once the door's open to Tony's floor I can hear his loud music. I walk down to his lab and I knock on the doorframe. And he looks up at me confused from the table in the middle of the room. "Friday, turn down the music." I hear him say. "Hey Nat, what do you need?"
"Hey, um… I kind of need a favor." I look down not wanting to see the smug look on his face. "I'm sorry I-I didn't hear you right, did you just ask me for a favor?" He asked with a confused look and a slight smirk Tugging on his mouth. I just nod in response. "Natasha Romanoff needs my help with something?" He repeats grinning like a kid on Christmas.
"Oh no I take it back" 'I knew I shouldn't have come to him.' I turned around to leave but he grabbed my arm. "Wait now hold on... obviously it must be important if you came to me." I just raise my eyebrow, 'Is he being sympathetic?' I think to myself. "Is Tony Stark being sympathetic?" I tease. "Do you want my help or not?"
"So what's the favor?" He asked, leaning against the table crossing his arms.
"Well… it has to do with Peter." I see him stiffen and clench his jaw. "Could you help me adopt him? He's been on the run from CPS for over a year and if he gets caught he could be taken away from us.. and I don't want them to take away my детка (baby)." I could feel tears sting in my eyes.
"Well to tell you the truth, me and Pepper have been talking for awhile, and we decided that we were going to adopt him. You know with the whole wanting kids but can't really have any, thanks to my younger years." I let out a sigh of relief, I could be ok with them adopting him as long as he's here.
"Tony… there's probably something you should know." He looked at me a bit confused but I continued. "But you have to promise me that you have to keep it between us… and maybe Pepper, and to not do anything about it I'm handling it." "God would you just say it."
"Peter has been self harming…" I could see his soul start to break and he looks down to hide that he's about to cry. "...and he has scars on his body from being abused…" when I said that his head snapped and looked at me with pure rage. "By who!" He yelled, making me jump a bit. 'Should I tell him? I mean when Peter told me I was ready to kill the bitch..' "Nat you tell me right now who hurt him!" He yelled, stepping closer to me.
"I'll tell you when you calm down." Tony took a couple of deep breaths, as I could see the conflict in his eyes.
"Look when Peter told me I wanted to go on a killing spree. So you have to promise me that when I tell you, you will deal with it legally." He just nods in response. "Apparently when his uncle died, his aunt blamed him for it and became hostile. I-I think she was also starving him, Tony." He looked at me confused. "What do you mean?"
"Well remember when he first showed up, and we didn't know he was Spider-Man?..." He nods. "I rode the elevator with him one day and he almost passed out, Friday said that he was malnourished. Obviously not anymore since he's been coming here." He nodded in response, probably contemplating on what to do.
(Time skip)
(Peter's POV)
I opened my eyes and looked at the alarm clock on my nightstand, it read 10:25. 'When did I fall asleep?' I sat up and scratched an itch on my head, messing up my hair even more. I stood, opened my drawer and pulled out a pair of black socks to put on.
I walked out of my room and went to the kitchen, as I was starving because I didn't eat breakfast. When I opened the fridge I saw a lot of food in containers, I grabbed most of the food and sat down at the table and opened the first container not caring if it was cold or not I was just hungry. 'It's better than not having any food at all' I think to myself.
It was really hard keeping up with my metabolism when I didn't really have a source of income. Well except the money that Mr. Stark gave me for the "Internship" but that money mostly went to my phone bill, and I barely had enough to buy myself a burger. I soon finish the food, put the containers in the sink, and start walking to my room. I was almost to my room when a door opened and hit me really hard and I fell on my ass, for a second I thought I was gonna pass out.
(Wanda's POV)
I woke up and opened my eyes to see that it's almost noon, later than I usually get up. I was really hoping to see Peter before he left for school. After everything that happened with Ultron the Avengers took me and my brother Pietro in, that day was a really close call, I almost lost Pietro. Then a couple of months later Peter started coming around, and I felt something I never really felt before. At first thought I was getting sick because my stomach felt weird, I would get sort of weak, and I was very uncoordinated. But it was only happening when I was around Peter, I asked Nat about it and she told me that it was because I was crushing on Peter, but I just ignored it.
I blushed really hard remembering that moment. I mean I like Peter, he's funny, always cheers me up when I'm depressed, and cute and handsome, and when I hug him I can feel how fit he is and how strong his muscles are. He makes me feel safe when I'm in his arms and the warmth he radiates from his body is so addictive and… 'ugh! Nat was right I am crushing on Peter, I mean how could I not he's so… Peter.' I get up and get dressed putting on black leggings and the hoodie Peter let me use one night, I may have forgotten to give it back. I put on my socks and head for the door wanting to talk to Nat about what I should do.
As I went to open the door, twisting the knob and tripping on my own feet and pushing the door wide open, I was able to catch myself but the door hit something hard and I heard something hit the floor and grone. 'crap I hit someone.' I look behind the door to see 'Peter?' "бля, это больно.(fuck, that hurt)" I hear him say something in Russian. "Oh my god Peter? Are you ok?!" 'ugh it's like my body can sense when I'm around him… well I wouldn't put it past my powers doing something like that.' I went to go and kneel down next to him to make sure he was ok. "Peter a-are you ok?" I say as I try to pick him up. As I try to lift Peter he's just staring at me, like he's seeing me for the first time.
After a few seconds of not answering me I start to get uncomfortable, because he's just staring at me… I mean I don't hate it because, under his gaze I feel all warm and fuzzy inside. I'm mostly uncomfortable because of the awkward silence, so I try to ask if he's ok again. "P-Peter, are you ok?" He blinks and looks around for a few seconds and I couldn't help but think that he looks so cute and adorable, and I also see a slight blush. "Y-Yeah, I'm ok… I just wasn't expecting to be hit with a door." He laughs and smiles that bright Peter smile, that smile that can light up a room, the one that I love so much.
Peter gets up off the floor and stands Infront of me, and it's then that I notice how close he is. He's so close I could smell the shampoo he uses, he smells like frozen pear and cedarwood. I looked him in the eyes and I could see him stare at my lips then back to my eyes. I wanted to kiss him so badly, to feel how his lips would feel against mine, how he would taste, how it would feel to run my hands through his hair.
"God, would you two kiss already!" I jumped back to put some distance between us blushing really hard, then I looked to see that it was Sam standing in his doorway across the hall. "I-I got to go." Peter stutters then walks to his room and closes the door. I looked at Sam and he mouthed the word sorry. "Ugh! Sam why did you do that?" Not waiting for him two answer, I used my powers to push him into his room and slammed the door on him.
I walked into the common room to see Nat sitting on the couch. I go and sit next to her, and lay my head on her lap and sighed in frustration. 'Why did Sam have to do that? I was so close.' "what's the matter милашка (cutie)?" Nat asked me. "You still haven't told me what that means." I tell her, and she laughs, and I pout knowing she won't tell me. "What happened?" She asked again, and I rolled over to face her. I pushed my face into her stomach and groaned again. "Peter again?" She asked, I just nodded in response. "Are you going to tell me what happened?" I looked up at her and blushed again remembering what happened… well what almost happened. "I almost kissed Peter." She looks at me a bit surprised. "But Sam ruined it by opening his mouth… I was so close." I almost whispered that last bit. Nat smiled at me somberly, knowing how much I like Peter.
"Hey, cheer up. Why don't you tell him how you feel later." She told me. "But what if he doesn't feel the same way?... I- I don't want to ruin our friendship." I don't know what I would do if Peter wasn't in my life, whether we end up together or not, I need him in my life. Peter is the only one other than Pietro to see me for me, and isn't afraid of me because of my powers. "Wanda, the kind of work that he does as Spiderman… he might not come back one day, and that terrifies me every single time he puts on that suit. It's the reason I'm pushing Tony to make him a suit that'll protect him… my point is, you might not have all the time in the world to tell him how you feel. And God forbid something happens to him you'll end up regretting not telling him." I nodded in response to her mini speech. 'she's right I need to tell him how I feel, even if he doesn't feel the same.'