An-Peter loses his eyes after homecoming, this isn't a problem until the rogues come back to the tower (Peter is Tony's bio kid)

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Peter stepped out of the elevator while talking to Leia.

"You were really good today, I might try to sneak you some of dinner. You'd like that?" Peter was suddenly aware of the objects pointed at him, as well as multiple people standing in front of him. Leia automatically stood in front of him, sitting on his feet.

"Who are you and why are you here?" A voice said, Peter turned his head to the voice, not knowing that he'd turned in the opposite direction. The team rose an eyebrow at the boy, he looked normal. Short curly brown hair, pale skin, t-shirt under a flannel and ripped jeans, except he was gripping the leash of the dog extremely hard. None of them except Clint and Bucky bothered to look at the harness that read service dog.

"I live here!" He said, grasping Lea's strap tighter in his hand. He prayed his dad would come down soon, this was really scaring him, he couldn't remember whether his mum or dad mentioned random people coming over to the compound.

"Look at me when you talk to me!" The voice said, making Peter shrink a little.

"Well, that's kind of hard because I'm blind!" He countered. The team blanched slightly, definitely not a threat. Leia whined at his feet, making Peter aware they were moving. He sensed someone behind him, he quickly recognised the smell of motor oil and fabric softener, he relaxed knowing his dad was there. Tony put his arm around Peter's shoulders, pulling him into his side. Tony stabilised him against his side and gripped his arm.

"Would you guys mind not pointing guns at my son?!" He said Peter rose an eyebrow.

"Dad, what's going on?" Peter said quietly, still holding Leia's leash extremely tight. Tony sighed beside him.

"You're ok, no ones gonna hurt you. Some of my dumbass friends forgot that you need the authorisation to get into this building and that if I didn't want them here they wouldn't be here." Tony said, shifting his body to look at the team, who looked slightly guilty. He turned back to Peter briefly.

"Peter, meet the Avengers," Tony said, sighing afterwards. Peter didn't move but rose an eyebrow.

"Wow, I thought you guys were the good guys, I didn't know to point your guns at a blind kid and their service dogs were considered good." Peter said bluntly, turning back to Tony, "I need to take Leia off duty, we had a couple of problems today and she was really good. She's really tired and needs a nap so I was gonna go to the lounge room." Peter said, looking down at Leia who was still being good. Tony stifled his laughter so he could answer.

"Go for it, but there's a couple of things in the hallway, I'll help you there." Peter nodded, allowed Tony to lead him so Leia could bound off down the hallway after giving the command. Once they reached the lounge room Peter carefully sat in his seat, patting the spot next to him for Lea so he could take her harness off, he was struggling with the clips, they'd gotten her a new harness. Peter let out a groan fiddling with it more while Leia waited patiently.

"Here I'll help." Somone said in front of him, making him jump slightly, but he relaxed when Leia didn't react. He leaned into the couch allowing them to undo the harness. He knew they'd succeeded when Leia jumped on his lap excitedly licking his face. Peter laughed, already pushing her away.

"Calm down princess, you can sneak kisses in at bedtime." He said, settling her on his lap, although this was a difficult task as a labrador definitely isn't a lap dog, so she was half on half off him. He pets her absentmindedly as he looked up to find the person who helped him.

"I kind of don't know where you're standing but thank you for getting the harness off. We got her a new one so I've been having trouble with it." Peter smiling lightly ahead of him, blushing lightly when he realised he probably looked really dumb.

"No problem, I'm deaf so I know how hard some things can be." The voice said Peter turned to the left so he could at least look in their direction.

"Cool! No one I know is disabled, I'm the only one at my school actually." Peter said, smiling wider. He frowned when Leia started licking his hand manically, he looked down at her.

"That's really surprising actually. Well, I'm Clint Barton or Hawkeye." Clint said Peter looked back at him.

"If you've got your hand out for me to shake, please put it back down to save both of our embarrassment," Peter said a wide grin on his face. Clint laughed lightly.

"He's definitely yours Stark," Clint said, sitting on a couch.

"That he is, he's also a little genius," Tony said, sitting on the arm of the lounge. Peter shoved him off, laughing when he heard him hit the floor.

"Told you to stop doing that, dad," Peter said, still laughing as Tony got up, grumbling all the while. Once the room had died down, mostly with Tony squishing himself next to Peter just to annoy him, and the team sitting down calmly.

"So is no one going to mention that Tony has a kid, who just so happens to be blind?" Steve said Peter was lucky they'd introduced themselves now because he really wanted to hit this guy.

"No, we are not going to talk about it. Because I know for a fact you think my father is irresponsible and childish, but he's not. But I'm happy to tell you how I went blind, as long as you don't display bigoted views." Peter huffed, going back to giving Leia belly rubs. The room was silent, Tony sighed before clapping Peter on the shoulder, making him jump.

"You sure you want to talk about it? I know you hate talking about it." Tony said softly. Peter shrugged, absentmindedly tracing the scars on his face, he was lucky he hadn't died and only lost his eyes. The scars were deep, and still pink in colour, glossy to the touch. They were a mixture of burn scars, along with scars from those nasty claws the vulture had. Even though his mum and dad said they weren't that bad, he still hates how they felt, and how tight his skin felt all the time, sometimes smiling was difficult if his skin was partially tight.

"I'll be fine, I have Leia." Peter petted her for show making Tony snort. Peter didn't bother looking up.

"I wasn't born blind, it was an accident. I'm spiderman, so that kind of explains a lot. But anyway two years ago I was fighting this villain, the Vulture. He had these metal claws that he used to on me, and he swiped across my face and all I could really see was blood, not that I remember what it looks like. I could see well enough though. He walked into this fire and didn't come out so I went in to get him, it kind of gets hazy from there because I passed out. Dad found me." Peter drew in a steadying breath.

"The scars on the rest of my body faded until no one could see them, but the ones on my face stayed because that's where the most damage was. There was shrapnel in my eyes, they couldn't save them." Peter shrugged, smiling when Leia rolled over again for more belly rubs.

"Well thank you for telling us Peter, we really appreciate you telling us," Clint said. Peter smiled in his direction, humming when he heard Leia yawn and nuzzle into his lap further.

"What's your service dogs name?" Bucky asked, Peter grinned, she was his favourite subject.

"Leia, she's the greatest. Really good at her job, I always play with her during my lunch hour with my friends. She loves my friends." Peter said, petting her and smiling as she immediately started to snore.

"How are your friends by the way?" Tony asked. Peter shrugged.

"Ned's going on vacation in a couple of days, and MJ's taking me to the science museum this weekend. She already checked and they allow service dogs so I'll be fine." Peter shrugged again.

"Why'd you name her Leia?" Wanda asked making Peter blush, Tony started laughing at Peter who's face scrunched up.

"He named her after Princess Leia from StarWars, he's had a crush on her since he was literally five," Tony said, earning a particularly hard shove from Peter.

"You are so not nice," Peter said.

"Better not tell MJ, she'll be jealous." Tony teased, Peter snorted.

"MJ doesn't care, she already knows about my obsession with Princess Leia, need I remind you I still have that old poster?" Peter said, making Tony make an Ewing sound.

"You and your girlfriend are weird by the way, don't know why you like her, she's scary," Tony said, pushing Peter lightly to get him back.

"Why did you marry mum? She's scary. Besides she's not always scary, she's nice to me, and I know she's not dating me for my looks, I don't exactly have the face for that, and she doesn't care you're my dad. I dunno, she helps me out a lot, and doesn't mind that I'm a nerd." Peter shrugged again.

"Touche, I like her though, she always helps you out, and she treats you like she did before you went blind," Tony said. Peter hummed beside him, smiling.

"I have to ask, how do you get around the compound?" Natasha asked. Peter shrugged, gesturing to Leia.

"Even when she's not on duty she helps me round, and FRIDAY gives me directions. We have a no moving things rule so that I don't run into things, it took me ages to remember where everything is." Peter said.

"Yeah so get your suitcases out of the hallway, I'm not having my kid faceplanting," Tony said, pulling Peter into his side. The team spent the rest of the night getting to know both Peter and Leia, finding themselves enjoying his personality.