Ennnndgame spoilers I'm sorry all you guys who have not seen it I just need to get all of these pent of emotions out.

Again.

Endgame.

Spoilers.

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"I am Iron Man," Tony Stark has spoken all those years ago which started everything. Everything. Including Peter's fascination with heroes.

Peter's tiny face was illuminated by the tv as he watched wide eyed at the press conference in which Tony revealed he was the one and only Iron Man.

"I wanna be just like him!" Peter squealed as he pointed excitedly at the tv when May entered the living room, blanket in hand.

"Of course, now time for bed Iron Boy," May spike gently as she wrapped Peter in his blankets and lead him to his room.

"I'm gonna be just like Ironman and save everyone," Peter said, determined. May smiled gently and pulled the covers over him.

"Heroes need sleep, otherwise they can't do their job," May reminded as Peter nodded and squeezed his eyes shut. May kissed his forehead before leaving the room, gently closing the door behind her.

"Just like him. Just like him. Just like him," Peter chanted in his head.

Just like Ironman.

~~~

"Ned, Ned, Ned, Ned, I gotta tell you something I gotta tell you something," Peter smiled energetically as he tapped his friend's shoulder. Ned looked back.

"Yeah?"

"Okay so you know how I gotta fairly high on that science test and I was put in the news all about that and well for short of words or lack of words really I'm still very excited for it but you know Tony Stark of course you know Tony Stark it's Tony Stark well he saw it and it really excited to say and well speechless but he came over and talked to May Tony Stark came over and talked to May about an internship and honestly this is the best thing ever to happen in my entire life except for of course meeting you I love you so much man did I mention Tony Stark wants me as a personal intern did I mention that I don't know but you know yeah," Peter rambled on not really taking any breaths in between words. Ned blinked.

"What?"

"Tony Stark."

"Yeah."

"Came over to my house-"

"Yeah!"

"And talked to May about an internship with him!"

"YEAH!"

"And now I'm working for Iron Man."

"HOLY SHIT."

They both squealed, wide and starry eyed, and jumping up and down.

"Ned this is my chance!" Peter breathed, his lip curving into a hopeful smile. "Think of all the possibilities and oh my god, I'm working with Tony Stark. What if I meet Dr. Banner?? Oh my god I don't think I could talk to him without dying, wow."

Ned nodded rapidly. "Dude that's so fuckin' amazing."

"Yeah!" Peter grinned.

"Yeah!" Ned pumped his fist in the air.

"Yeah!" They both squealed in unison.

"This is my dream come true," says Peter.

~~~

"If you're nothing without the suit, then maybe you shouldn't have it."

The words replayed in his head over and over again. Had Peter disappointed Tony? Tony took his suit away because Peter wanted to save people.

Peter had disappointed his idol.

Peter had disappointed his only idol.

Tony couldn't trust him anymore.

Peter screwed up his only chance to have a relationship with Tony fucking Stark. Tony had already accidentally called him son.

Why?

Why doesn't Peter feel bad that he went against Tony's word and investigated anyway? Peter saved people. And he wasn't sorry as Tony says he should be.

Then, Peter thinks back to when Tony found his video on YouTube and he had only his onesie.

He was still a hero even without the super high tech suit.

He was still a hero.

Peter could still help people, Peter could still figure out this Vulture guy.

But now, he has a higher chance of dying since that high-tech suit came with so many safety options.

But somehow, death doesn't scare Peter as much as it should.

Especially when people were in danger.

But if Peter died, Ned and May would be wrecked. Was it selfish to want to save people even if he could die?

No, it was selfish.

It was heroic.

So yes. Peter was conflicted. Should he stop being Spider-Man because Tony said so? Or should he continue to save people even if it leads him to face death?

Tony is his hero so shouldn't he listen to him? Turn in the rag and let the police and Avengers do the work?

But.

People could get hurt and Peter couldn't have saved them.

So maybe he shouldn't listen to Tony despite Tony being his literally hero and idol.

Peter's not a lost puppy, he's a person. He can make his own decisions and this happens to be one of them.

Peter is not lost, and Tony is not a map.

~~~

"Mr Stark? I don't feel so good..." Peter blinked rapidly at Tony in confusion. He had this sinking feeling that welled up in his stomach.

Tony hesitantly held out his arms as if to catch Peter before he fell—to steady him if he comes crashing down.

"You're alright," Tony said as if promising Peter. Peter shook his head since the sinking feeling turned into pain.

"I-I don't know what's happening-Mr Stark," Peter fumbled out his words as his legs gave out and Tony caught him and gently put him on the ground. Peter shakily took Tony's hand and squeezed tightly, his jaw is shaking and his head is running.

"You're alright you're alright," Tony assures quickly and breathily. Peter shakes his head as the pain moves up to his head. His eyes trail up to the orange yellow skies and whispered.

"I'm sorry."

And then, Peter thinks, I'm in a world of pain.

But it ends quickly. It ends so quickly that he's sitting back up and rubbing his eyes while looking around.

Blinking rapidly, he looked directly at the not-so-dusted Dr. Strange.

"W-Where's Tony?" Peter muttered, pitching his body up so that he was standing.

"Come on, it's been five years, we have to go," Dr. Strange says hurriedly as he opens a portal to Waianae and walks through.

Five years? That's a little hard to believe when he fell asleep for like a second.

"Stay here, I'll tell the others of my plan," Dr Strange says as he closes the portal.

Peter is left with the guardians to his thoughts.

"Five... years..." Peter thinks aloud. Quill is suddenly six feet apart from him either his head low.

"Peter, I think we died," Quill said quietly. Peter looks up at Quill.

"For five years?"

"Thanos, he talked about wiping out half the planet and then we started to get all dusty. Peter we died. We were part of the half that died," Quill explained. Drax let out a breathy laugh.

"We're going to pummel Thanos then," Said Drax. Mantis nodded along.

"Tony..." Peter whispered. "Aunt May. Ned oh my god MJ are they okay?" Peter looked up hurriedly at them, frantic, looking for an answer.

"If they died then they came back so there's nothing to worry about," says Quill.

"Yes, I believe he is right," Mantis agrees.

A portal opens and Dr Strange comes through.

"Be ready on the count of three. We're going to be portaling into the battlefield where there's going to be an entire army of Thanos' minions including Thanos himself."

Ha gay - Alluson. Okay sorry Photoshop God took my phone  and I don't really want to change it.

Peter nodded, determined.

"1."

Peter jumped onto a high price of rumble and anticipated.

"2."

The other heroes readied themselves as well.

"3."

And then Peter shot a web through the portal, as you do.

~~~

"Mr Stark?" Peter's voice cracked as he knees gave out and his shaky hands trailed up to touch his face but Peter was scared.

Tony was burnt from in his left side. His face was purple and blue, his ear was gone, and his eyes were glossy.

Peter took a shaky and scared breath, tears piling up at the corners of his eyes.

"Mr. Stark we won, Mr. Stark?"

Tony half lidded eyes blinked in recognition, slowly nodding his head.

His hero, his idol, his father, was dying in front of him. And Peter couldn't do anything. Peter was helpless. And afraid. Scared. Anxious. Terrified for Tony and Pepper. Pepper was pregnant so Tony had to be there for the birth.

Or had Peter missed that too?

"We won, Mr Stark-Tony-please-" A hand pulled Peter away from Tony as he took more and more shaky breaths trying to make out his words.

Bum ba bum bum.. ba bum... bum... ba...bum...

Peter cried silently as he heard the heartbeat of Tony Stark fade away.

And then he screamed, his voice hoarse and distraught. Peter felt arms wrap around him and whispered soothing words but Peter screamed.

Tony Stark was dead and left Peter fatherless and alone. But hopefully Tony knows that the war was won.

~~~

"Uncle Peter?" Little Morgan Stark pulled on Peter's suit. He looked down at her and smiled. He picked her up and propped her up so she could talk and he'd hear.

"Yeah Morgan?" Peter asked with a small sad smile, though he did the best he could. This was Tony's funeral after all.

"Can I meet Spidey?" Morgan asked. Peter laughed but nodded.

"Of course."

Fin.

A/N: sorry for the inactivity I hit a major writers block.

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