An-Peter seeks help from Natasha and Wanda, knowing they are the only girls on the team, and that they could help him. Sleath Trans Peter Parker. Peter is living a the tower full time.

TW-Dyphoria warning for other Trans masc people

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Peter POV

I woke up to pain all over my body. I sat up in a panic trying to figure out where the pain was coming from until I realized I was sitting in a growing wet patch. The red was slowly spreading across the clean white sheets. I panicked, pulling back the covers. How could this happen?  I shouldn't be getting heavy periods now that I'm on T? I shrugged it off, getting up and heading to the bathroom. "FRIDAY, lock my door if anyone tries to open it say I came in from patrol late last night." FRIDAY didn't respond, so I assumed she locked the door. I trudged over to the bathroom door, dread filling up my insides, God why did this have to happen on a Saturday?

I sighed before opening my vanity cabinets, digging around in the back of my cupboard I realized I only had one pad left. Shit! how am I going to come up with an excuse to go out, and hide that I'm getting pads? I sighed before stripping and stepping into the shower. The lights automatically shut off, a protocol I installed into FRIDAY fro whenever I showered.

I quickly picked up some dry clothes, pulling an oversized hoody over my shoulders, knowing that I shouldn't wear my binder while I'm on my period, I would only wear it when I was in front of the team today I decided. I headed back into the room, now working out how to face the problem of the now stained bedsheets. I couldn't just put them in my laundry basket, as whoever's turn it was to do the laundry would think I was hurt and question it. I sighed again, bringing a hand up to my face, rubbing it lightly. I stripped my bed, looking at the mattress I thanked god that it didn't go through. If it had I would have had no idea how to get away with that.

I unlocked the door, looking left and right, seeing no-one as it was so early in the morning. I quickly shuffled down the hallway to the laundry room, holding the sheets behind me as I closed the door I rushed over to the cabinet pulling out all the stain products I could find. In my hast to find them though, I didn't realize that Wanda and Natasha were in the room. "Say, Peter, why were you suspiciously holding bloody sheets?" Wanda questioned, standing just behind Peter.

Third-person POV

Peter jerked his head up, hitting it on the top of the cupboard. "I don't know what you're talking about Wanda!" he nearly shouted, now holding the sheets behind his back in one hand and rubbing his now sore head with his other hand. Natasha smirked at him, "You got stabbed on patrol again didn't you?" she said, smirking at him. He had a panicked look on his face, now trying to get past the two women. "No! I didn't get stabbed, I promise!" both Wanda and Natasha knew that he wasn't lying and looked at him confused. His face went red, and his eyes filled with panicked tears. "I wasn't stabbed and it wasn't from patrol." he paused looked at the floor, not wanting to see the two women's faces. "I'm stealth. I'm female to male transgender, I got my period this morning because I didn't realize I could still get it while I'm on testosterone."

Natasha stepped up to him, now standing in front of him, "God Peter, you should have told us, no one on the team would judge you if they did they'd have to go through me." Wanda made a sound of agreement, "And me too." Peter looked up, the tears now gone from his eyes, but his face still very much red. He pulled the sheet out from behind his back, lifting them.

"Can you guys help me with these?" he said, the two women laughed, showing Peter how to properly get rid of the stains. When Peter returned back to his room after training, he found a small pile of things, some period-proof underwear, a couple of packets of pads and tampons, some Naprogesic, and a whole lot of chocolate. Next to the pile, was a note;

We thought you would appreciate these.

We didn't know what products you used so we left a bit of everything.

Love Natasha & Wanda

Peter smiled at the note, he put the things away, deciding to curl up in his so clean sheets and watch a movie, gratefully eating the free supply of chocolate.