Avengers + their Spiderson | Book 1

Fall i'll catch you /1/

/This is an original oneshot by yours truly, Parksborn along with it being an sweet a bit sad oneshot... Peter isn't Spiderman./

Summary:
                  Peter had already fallen
                  below everything, life had
                  turned the tables on him. He
                  was a walking curse... until he
                  found two people, and both of
                  them saved him... to rise up
                  again to show his worth.
...

Big brown doe eyes stared down at the ground as he kicked aimlessly while he walked as the world seemed to tune out for him, only focusing on his trail. A shaky hesitant sigh escaped those small cherry red lips as he remembered on why he walked out. In three days, everything tumbled down in a span of three days.

It could have been an illusion, maybe he was affected by it... He knew one person would welcome him with open arms.

Day one:

"Peter how could you? Get away from me. Did you only use us to climb up the ladder?" MJ scoffed as Peter's eyes widened, Ned adding more fuel to the fire. It didn't end there... Flash had the bullying get worse, from verbal to physical and his friend's didn't defend him...

Day two:

May seemed to be unhappy and targeted him and he left her alone so she could calm down, he was alone until he met one of his classmate's -and old crush- father... Adrian Toomes. He managed to heal the small gap and he went to their first meeting place.

Day three:

Tony Stark, the one time he tried to do something good... he tried to help. "none of this would've happened if you would actually be here." He shouted as he sat down on the edge of a building, dried tear stains on his cheeks while the other came out of the suit.

Apparently when they returned, the projects were unstable and un-needed... they weren't praised like Toomes had said, what had happened to the internship? what happened to Peter?

And now he was here... making his way down to the old construction sight. Toomes was waiting there as usual after he contacted him. Peter didn't realise he was crying, the warm salty tears trickling down his cheeks like a tributiary.

"What happened now Pete?" His rough yet fatherly tone was visible as he wrapped his arm's hesitantly around the boy who wailed out, he was broken.

"You know now... those rich guys? they get to do whatever they like. But guys like us? we have to work our asses off."

Those words comforted the boy as he realised that for a fact... Tony Stark. Iron-Man.

He just dismissed him of his talent, not even letting Peter get a word in.

"My friends they left me. And F-flash--- it's worse."

"Well that Flash kid? he can go screw off. I heard of him and when I saw his face I knew off the bat he was a stuck-up scum." Peter laughed a little at the choice of words and continued, his small smile turning into a frown.

"Stark, he said that my tech isn't good enough."

"I recognise it, hell. look at what we made around here!" he gestured to the area that surrounded them, it turned from a bare empty building to a secret lab.

"We do anything to live... he got everything spoon-fed so he wouldn't understand... understand us. Me and you."

Each word was comforting as he nuzzled into the other's chest, he felt the reassuring warmth as Toomes wrapped an arm around his small frail body, wrapping him in a fatherly embrace.