"Xavia! Where's Bruce?" I asked my AI, landing softly on the helipad of Stark tower.

"Dr Banner and Mr Odinson went to Asgard a few days ago. Did you not notice they're absence?" She spoke into my ear.

(A/N): Let's just pretend the Ragnarok shit is happening now, and Bruce went to Asgard with Thor, but got lost in Sakaar on the way there.

"Nope. Haven't been home much," I panted, running inside and to the elevator.

Happy and Pepper were away on a business trip.

That meant, we were completely alone. Vision had already taken Wanda back to the park.

Shit. I'd rather not be completely responsible for what was about to happen.

"Come on," I mumbled, frustrated as I pushed the up button on the elevator once I stepped inside, with Peter in my arms.

Peter's skin was getting paler and colder by the second, and I could barely feel his heartbeat.

Maybe I was wrong. Maybe he wouldn't be ok.

I had helped out on the medical floor before, many times. So I knew some basic things, and how to use some of the tools.

Once we reached the floor, I used my super speed to run to one of the ORs.

I placed Peter down on the table, and ran to the scrub room.

I tied up my hair, washed my hands, put on one of these apron thingies, gloves, and a mask.

Once I prepared, I grabbed some essential tools. Such as gauze, saline, a stitching kit, and a scalpel.

I quickly hooked him up to the machines, so I could see his vitals.

I used anesthesia to knock him out, and so he wouldn't feel anymore pain.

I pressed the spider on his chest to loosen the suit, and peeled it off of his body. He was left in only his boxers.

I felt my cheeks get hot at the sight.

Damn, I did not expect this. He was very, very toned.

I took a few deep breaths, grabbed some gauze, and started to clean his wounds.

After around 15 minutes, I finally got the bleeding to stop.

I used the scalpel to clean up some of the cuts, to make them straighter. That way they would be easier to stitch up.

I checked the monitor, his BP was back up to 110.

That was close. Too close.

~~~

-Time skip-

"So school was ok. Kinda boring, but what else is new. Ned and Michelle are wondering where you've been, so I said that you're sick. And, they want to know how we know each other. I told them we were neighbours, which isn't technically a lie," I spoke to Peter. I've been in his room everyday since he had been out, talking to him in hopes hat he would wake up. "Speaking Of neighbours, guess what? Your aunt is coming back in a few days. You'll be able to move back in with her. And, I finally decide on a superhero name."

I continued to talk, and I told him about school, and everything and anything really.

After about an hour, I was getting hungry so I left him and went to the kitchen.

~~~

"Any change?" Wanda asked me.

"Nope. Still the same," I sighed, grabbing a couple oranges and sitting at the table with her and Natahsa.

"Hey, he'll be fine, ok? You did great. He will wake up soon," Nat reassured me.

"Hopefully," I smiled.

We continued talking about random things, lifting my mood a bit.

For about 3 or 4 hours, I don't really know, I lost track of time, we chatted.

"Alroight, I'm going to check on Peter. Night, guys."

"Bye, goodnight," Wanda said.

"Tell us how he is!" Natasha called after her.

"I will."

~~~

"I'm back, Peter. God please, just wake the fuck up. I need you. Jesus, I feel so fucking lonely without you. It's not the same at school," I spoke to him, walking to the chair with my head down.

I buried my head in my palms, heavily rubbing my eyes.

"Aw, you need me?"

"Peter?!" I snapped my head up.

He was a bit pale, and he looked very tired, but he was awake.

"How long have you been up?" I asked, burying him in a hug.

"Not sure. Few minutes?" He said coarsley. "How long have I been out, anyways? I don't remember much."

"9 days."

"N-nine?" He stuttered. "Holy shit, no wonder I feel like I just finished hibernating."

"You really don't remember anything? How's your head?" I asked, worriedly, as I sat on his bed next to him.

"Hurts a bit, and all I remember is some black alien shit crawling on me. Why? What else happened?"

"Oh, um, nothing. You-er, Venom, it's called, just, uh, attacked us."

"W-what? I attacked y-y-you? Fuck did I hurt anyone?!"

"No, Peter, really," I told him, tieing up my hair. Why is it always so hot in this damn building?

Peter stared at me, calmly for a second, but then his eyes drifted to my neck.

"What?" I laughed. He looked so freaked out.

"What happened to your neck?" He whispered, reaching his hand out. His fingers lightly grazed my skin, and I shuddered at the touch of his cold skin.

"Oh, u-uh, um-"

"Did I do this?" He croaked.

"Pete-"

"Answer me. Yes or no?"

"No, well, yes. It was the symbiote. You didn't kno-"

"I'm so sorry," he sighed. He pulled me into a hug, and I felt a wet tear hit my shirt. "I'm s-sorry, I should've been stronger, I could've stopped it, I-"

"Hey, look at me," I whispered, pulling away and grabbing his face with my hands. "It's not your fault, calm down."

He wouldn't meet my eyes. I could tell, he was really beating himself up for this.

"O-o-ok," he sobbed. "God, sorry," he laughed, wiping away his tears.

"You have nothing to be sorry about," I reassured him, kissing the top of his head. "I should go, talk later?"

"Yea, ok," he smiled.

"Bye, Peter."

"Bye, Y/N."

~~~

-Tony's POV-

Come on, so close...

"Dammit, Parker," Bucky yelled, slamming his non metal fist on the table.

"I've come to a conclusion. He's a fucking idiot," said Sam.

"Language," Steve called.

All the Avengers, except Bruce and Thor sat in conference room A, watching the live footage from Peter's infirmary room.

He and Y/N were talking, then hugging, then crying.

"He had a chance, and he blew it," I sighed, rolling my eyes.

He could've kissed her. Right then and there. But nope, underoos is too much of a little kid.

"I don't think this plan is working, we need to step it up," declared Wanda.

"I agree," Vision nodded.

"Me too," Clint said.

"Yeah, yeah we get your point. What do you want me to do? She has a boyfriend."

"Whom she doesn't even like. I've read her mind," Wanda exclaimed. Of course she did. "She likes Peter."

"Well then. Any ideas?"

We spent a good hour trying to come up with plans, but we were interrupted by Y/N and Peter.

"Peter, what are you doing? You literally just woke up."

"How did you know that?" He questioned.

"Be-because you're standing here. Duh," I replied. Smooth, as always.

"Anyways, I have an announcement. It seems like a good time. I've seen the news. 'Who is Spider-Man's new sidekick?' and, 'who is this mystery vigilante?'. I came up with a name," Y/N smiled. Aw. My baby is all grown up.

"It's a good one too, not some dumb one like deadpool. I can't remember where I heard that, but I know that it's sure as hell stupid," Laughed Peter.

"Ok, so," Y/N walked over to Wanda. "I have some of the same abilities as your brother, and he died before I could meet him. Also, he wasn't even declared an Avenger officially, so technically, the name isn't taken. If it's ok with you, I want to be Quicksilver, in honour of Pietro."

"Oh, Y/N," Wanda said, tearing up. "That perfect, he would've loved that.

They hugged cheesily, for about 10 seconds.

"What do you guys think?" Asked Y/N.

"I think that's a great idea. I'll put in a word with the press," I grinned.

Everyone then took their turn to congratulate her, and we decided to celebrate later that night.

~~~

-Peter's POV-

"Parker, wait," I heard tony call me.

"Yeah, Mr Stark?" I asked, turning away from the door I was about to walk through. So close.

"How're you feeling?"

"Fine, really."

"Ok, I just wanted to make sure. Also, the organism that 'attacked' you is safely locked up, and we're trying to do research on it. Don't worry about it too much, ok?"

"Yes, Mr Stark, no problem," I nodded.

"And, you could've kissed her, you missed your chance."

"W-what?" I felt my cheeks get hot and I fumbled with my hands.

"You heard me," he winked. "Now go do something, you can't do you rounds tonight, as your suit is fucked up. I'm making you a new one."

"Oh, ok thanks?"

I quickly walked out of the room, shutting the door behind me.

That was awkward.

He was right though, wasn't he? I had a chance.

Oh well, I'll just have to wait for her to finish whatever she's doing with Flash, then try.

(A/N): just to let you guys know, I have a softball tournament this weekend, so I may not update at all.

Sorry 😐

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