When Bruce Hulked out in the common room they all panicked except Peter who just looked up at  Hulk with a lazy smile, offering him a wave. The team watched from the other side of the room as Hulk hesitantly sat cross-legged in front of  Peter who waved again.

"Bruce likes baby  spider," Hulk said gently, Peter smiled again, leaning forward onto his stomach and elbows. Peter wasn't sure of Hulk's boundaries so he refrained from hugging him.

"Baby spider not scared of Hulk?" He asked hesitantly. Peter shrugged, he was already falling asleep.

"Has Bruce told you  about the Peter Tingle?" Peter asked, flopping onto the floor fully,  Hulk nodded, Peter waved his hand, realisation dawned on Hulk's face.  Hulk reached forward and pulled Peter into a hug, which he gladly accepted.

"Baby spider feel safe with Hulk?" Hulk asked, Peter nodded.

"Yup, no escaping it," Peter said, Hulk nodded.

"I bring Bruce back now." He said, Peter nodded when Bruce returned he looked confused to him Peter hugging him tightly.

"What's going on?" Bruce asked confusedly.

"I think Hulk likes hugs," Peter said softly.

"He likes you. Come on  let's get you to the couch, you're falling asleep." Bruce said, Peter nodded, dragging himself to the couch, Bruce sat next to him, smiling when Peter curled into him. For once Bruce wasn't ashamed after he turned back, for some reason Peter not being bothered by the Hulk made him so so grateful.

Honestly, it was a normal occurrence to see Peter curled up with someone on a couch, or slumped against them. So when he suddenly slumped against Pietro no one was really surprised, all except Pietro. He accepted it though, Peter was adorable, he thought of him as a brother, they were close in age so it meant they got along easily. It dawned on him that the reason Peter trusted him all of a sudden was because he listened to him ramble about  StarWars, he even added a few points making Peter's eyes widen. Pietro  sniffed, rubbing Peter's arm.

"Thank you for listening  to me." Peter said softly, already falling asleep. Pietro nodded,  sniffing lightly. Pietro snorted when he realised Peter slept more then him, and he slept a lot. Peter was basically always sleeping around the compound, and if he wasn't he was chattering endlessly about something.  Pietro as much as he didn't appreciate the giggles from the team, he really was starting to enjoy cuddling Peter.

Wanda followed next, she had casually lifted him off the couch with her magic while he was doing homework so her drink would spill on him. He looked up at her then blinked several times.

"Peter tingle makes it very hard to get things done." Peter said tiredly, Wanda snorted.

"But there's no one in the room but me and you?" She said, putting him back down once she cleaned up the drink.

"That's the point." Peter said, smirking at her. She made an 'o' face, Peter couldn't help but giggle at her face.

"You want a hug?" She asked hesitantly.

"Only if you're  comfortable with it." He said gently. Wanda nodded, sitting next to him and wrapping an arm around him. Peter hummed, picking his pencil back up and continuing his work.

"How are you so smart?" She asked, Peter shrugged, he didn't really think about it.

"I dunno, I never really have to think about it. It just happens." Peter said. Wanda hummed,  watching as he scribbled away at his paper. To her it was mesmerising,  watching as he effortlessly completed the work sheet then sunk into his seat. She decided to put her head in his shoulder, he followed by putting his head on hers.

"I get why you like hugs so much." Wanda said.

Everyone expected Tony  to be first, but apparently Pepper came first. Peter was honestly  exctatic when Pepper told him she'd help him learn how to dance. MJ and  him had been dating for a while now, and she liked dancing, he guessed  learning to waltz was the first step. They had gotten a few minutes into  song when Peter suddenly froze in his tracks, Pepper looked up at him  in worry.

"Woah there Peter, are you ok?" Pepper asked, tapping his cheek repeatedly. Peter blinked before blushing darkly.

"Sorry, Peter tingle." He said with a small smile, fighting the urge to hug her.

"Do you need a hug?"  Pepper asked gently, she knew it was hard for him sometimes. With  certain people he wanted to fall asleep by, others he wanted to hug,  others he couldn't help but lean on. Peter nodded, allowing Pepper to  wrap her arms around him, Peter stayed frozen in her arms.

"Peter honey, can you tell me what's wrong?" Pepper asked softly. Peter shrugged.

"It's different this time," Peter whispered.

"The Peter Tingle?" Pepper asked, Peter nodded again.

"It's like with May, but  different. It's stronger I guess? I, I dunno. Makes me feel  vulnerable." Peter said softly, finally bringing his arms up around  Pepper.

"Well I know you have  different reactions with different people, is like a friend or an aunt?"  She asked, Peter shook his head into her shoulder.

"No, it's um, it's kind of like um, well like, well like a mum." He said quietly, Pepper could have cried.

"Oh Peter, you have no idea how much that means to me." She said quietly.

"So it doesn't make you uncomfortable?" Peter asked.

"Not in the slightest." Pepper said.

Honestly  Tony was both  confused and jealous that the Peter Tingle hadn't affected him. Peter  and him were tinkering in the lab when Tony turned to Peter, still  holding his screwdriver, "Why hasn't the Peter Tingle gone off around  me?" He asked gently. Peter's breath hitched in his throat, he turned to  Tony, but he avoided his gaze.

"Well um, it already has. I just hid it." He said quietly, Tony looked up at him.

"Why?" He asked, somewhat accusingly.

"Because it's different.  It's not like Ned or MJ or May, or even Pepper, and it's scary because  it's the same feeling that I got with my uncle Ben and I'm terrified of  it." Peter said, his hands starting to shake, tears slipping out of his  eyes.

"And what's that feeling?" Tony asked, rubbing Peter's back. Peter shook his head, covering his eyes with his hand.

"Like a dad." He whispered. Tony froze for a moment before he pulled Peter into a tight hug.

"Kid, you've been my kid  since the moment I saw you. I love you so so much. And I will protect  you no matter what." Tony said. Peter nodded.

"If you keep hugging me I'm gonna fall asleep." Peter muttered.

"Would that really be so bad?" Tony replied.

T'challa  was honestly extremely amused when Tony told him about the Peter  Tingle, "Basically it's like the spider sense, except it tells him when  he's safe and it's like his body just relaxes 100%. His serotonin and  Melatonin levels sky rocket. So if he like hugs you randomly it means he trusts you." Tony said, waving a hand. Shuri's face lit up.

"But that's fascinating! He got that all from the spider bite?" Shuri asked.

"Got what from the spider bite?" Peter asked, coming up behind Tony and leaning on him, tooth brush sticking out of his mouth.

"The Peter Tingle! It's fascinating!" Shuri shouted.

"You told them about that?" Peter asked furiously, pulling the tooth brush out of his mouth, pointing it at Tony with it.

"I  had to, you fall asleep on everyone all the time. Or demand hugs." Tony  said. Peter made a groaning noise, turning away from them.

"Aren't you going to say hi?" Tony asked his retreating back.

"No! Not when I can't look them in the eyes." Peter shouted.

When  Shuri asked Peter to test T'challa's shit he was sceptical, but he  shrugged it ok and got ready in his battle stance, "So I just hit you?"  Peter asked, eyebrow raised.

"Yes," Shuri said, Peter noticed the raised phone camera.

"Why are you filming?" He asked, Shuri shrugged.

"Research."  She said, Peter huffed, throwing a punch, Shuri's eyes widened, "hit  him harder." Peter nodded, hitting him so hard he flew across the room.  Shuri's mouth was hanging open.

"Did I do something wrong?" He asked timidly.

"No ones supposed to be able to get past it!" T'challa shouted. Peter shrugged uncomfortably.

"I'm really strong," Peter said.

"We have to test you! This is literally amazing!" Shuri shouted, Peter nodded, there was that feeling again.

"She's  right, even Bucky couldn't get past the suit," T'challa said, picking  himself up off the floor. Peter nodded, swaying on his feet.

"Are you ok Peter?" Shuri asked, Peter shrugged, crumpling to the floor.

"I'm  just gonna go to sleep now." He said, "Stupid nice people making me  feel comfortable." He muttered, curling up on the training room mats.

"Tony said this might happen, we need to get him to the couch or something," T'challa said.

"Or give him a hug," Shuri said, Peter waved his hand lazily.

"Stop being nice." He said tiredly.

"Nope," T'challa said, picking Peter up bridal style, Peter hummed, leaning into his chest.

"Asshole." Peter muttered, Shuri laughed, patting his arm.

"Your  Peter Tingle says otherwise." She teased, but Peter was already asleep,  T'challa grunted as he deposited Peter into the couch. In his sleep, Peter managed to pull both Shuri and T'challa down with him.

"He does that sometimes." Tony said from the doorway.

"He's kind of cute, for a white boy." Shuri said.

So  now everyone on earth was roped into the Peter Tingle. So now what was  left were off worlders. When the guardians landed on earth Peter was ecstatic, he had a name buddy and they were all interesting in Star Wars.  Mantis was a bit odd but nice enough, and she made the Peter Tingle go off, but Peter refused to tell them about it, it was already  embarrassing enough. She suddenly turned to him.

"May I read you?" She asked, Peter's face twisted in confusion.

"She's  an empath, she can experience the emotions you are," Gamora said  gently. Peter blushed, he didn't really want her finding out but  shrugged anyway. She took his hand from his lap, a wide lazy smile grew  on her face, her eyes becoming lidded and body relaxing.

"You feel incredible happiness, safety and trust. But also love." She said, Peter nodded, blinking at her, she smiled wider.

"You are content, and relaxed. Your family calls it the Peter Tingle." She said, Peter rolled his eyes in amusement.

"Yeah, they do." Peter said, glancing at Tony who was smiling warmly at him.

"It  tells you when you're safe, it's a side effect of your powers. Your  body reacts in a way you can't control." She said, holding his hand  tighter.

"Yep, it gets really annoying." Peter said, Mantis nodded.

"Hormones in your body force you to sleep, or to seek out physical affection." She said, looking up at him.

"Yup." He said tiredly. Mantis nodded.

"You have the Peter Tingle for everyone in this room?" She said, clearly surprised.

"Wait  you feel safe with us?" Quill said. Peter turned his head away from  Mantis and blinked at him several times. Peter shrugged.

"Yeah." He said, like it was obvious.

"Why?" Rocket said, Peter shrugged.

"I  dunno, I don't have that many adults in my life who support me. And I  guess it's been really hard since my uncle died, and suddenly I have all  these people I look up to you I really really care about and love. You  guys have been here for a couple days but you've been nothing but kind  and supportive to me." Peter said, shrugging afterward.

"Wow." Rocket said, sinking into his chair.

"I am Groot." Peter turned to him.

"You're  pretty cool too." He said tiredly, his eye lids dropping, Mantis was  still holding his hand so she was having trouble staying awake now too.

"Wait you can understand him?" Dead asked, Peter looked at him, his eyebrows knitted in confusion.

"You  can't?" He asked, his head dipping with every word. Soon Mantis and he  were snuggled up together on the couch, asleep together.

"I gotta admit, it's kinda cute." Rocket said.

When  Carol came crashing to Earth the Avengers just shrugged and welcomed  her with open arms to the compound. So it was only a matter of time  before she found out about the Peter Tingle. The team were extremely worried when Peter ignored them as he got out of the elevator and tugged his hood down, hurriedly walking to the training room. They could hear Peter blaring his Punk Rock playlist, which worried them ever more, he usually only listened to that when he was upset. When they explained the importance of the Peter Tingle Carol was worried too, she decided that instead of giving Peter his space she would find out what was wrong.

"Hey, Peter Parker." She said, leaning on the doorframe, Peter didn't turn to look at her.

"Hello, Miss Danvers." He said, continuing his reps with the dumbbells.

"Just Carol Pete. You've really worried everyone." She said, walking closer and sitting next to him on the bench.

"Cool." He said tightly, it was obvious he wasn't listening, he was staring a hole in the floor.

"Peter listen, whatever's wrong there are people here for you, and they'll listen to you." Carol said gently, she raised a hand to put on his shoulder but he flinched violently away from her, dropping the dumbbells onto the floor, hiding his face in his hands. He looked up and glanced at Carol before staring ahead.

"I um, well no one knows but my aunt, and Um, and Ned and MJ cause they found out when I got diagnosed. I um, I have PTSD. And um, well I um, I watched the news and there were gunshots. And I had a flashback to the day my uncle died." Peter sniffled, looking down at his hands.

"I was back there, that night. When he died. And he took the bullet for me, and then I pulled him into my lap. And I felt so guilty for feeling so safe. I was so tired and I just wanted to hold him, I wanted to just hold him and never let him go. But then I had to let him go. They said that I was in shock, they had to pull me off him and I wouldn't stop screaming and crying. I didn't even realise I was crying or screaming." Peter curled his fingers into fists.

"I try to forget it, and it works. But it all came back, and I just want him back. I want to remember him without seeing the blood and, and the gun. I just want it to go away." Peter said, pressing his knuckles into his eyes.

"Does this have to do with why you hate the Peter Tingle so much?" She said gently, Peter shrugged.

"Yeah. That night was the first time it happened, while he was dying." He said stiffly, sinking into the chair.

"Well, you don't have to remember it by that, think about all the good times you've had because of it," Carol said. Peter nodded.

"Hey, carol?" He asked cautiously.

"Yes, Peter?" She asked.

"Can I have a hug?" He asked with a smile.

The team smiled when Carol came into the common room carrying a sleeping Peter.

"Peter Tingle?" Tony asked, covering Peter with a blanket once she put him in the couch.

"Peter Tingle." She confirmed, she quickly explained what had happed, when Tony heard a curious noise.

"Is, is he purring?" He said, staring wide-eyed at Peter, who's mouth had fallen open, letting out purring noises from his chest.

"Oh my god, he's purring!" Pepper squealed, sitting next to him on the couch, running a hand through his hair. He hummed and moved closer to her in his sleep.

"He's so cute," Natasha said, they were lucky Tony's couches were massive, because the whole team were eventually cuddled around Peter on the couch, listening to him purr.