Sorry...

"And if you die"

Peter gasped as his head came above the freezing water. The ice around him floating in circles. His teeth were chattering and he couldn't get a single command out to Karen. A choked sob escaped his lips.

"I just wanted to be like you!"

"And I wanted you to be better,"

"'M try'n," Peter cried out. He really was, he was trying to be better, for the sake of Tony. Peter lost feeling in his toes and fingers.

"K-Kar'n, M-mr. St-tark," he choked out. There was no response. He was reminded of the time with the vulture.

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

"Help! Help!" Peter cried out hoarsely, praying to everyone and everything that someone could hear him. He dipped under water again. This time, he didn't have the strength to fight the waves. He cried as he accepted his fate.

"I feel like that's on me,"

"Kid... Kid... Pete... Peter, please kid, please wake up," Peter heard a muffled voice in his ear, much like an annoying fly. He scrunched up his fave and turned on his side, soaking in the warmth. There was a sigh of relief before there was a hand running through his hair. Peter curled up tiredly. The hand moved and began rubbing his back. Peter cracked his eyes open. The lights were extremely dim, which he was grateful for.

"Hey, Petey, how's it going?" Tony Stark's face was suddenly in view. Peter just blinked at him before shrugging.

"Warm," he stated simply in a hoarse voice. Tony smiled softly.

"Yeah? That's good. You gave us quite a scare when Karen contacted us," Tony played with Peter's hair. Peter hummed.

"She said she couldn't talk to you because when you fell into the ice you smashed the speakers," Tony explained gently. 

"Sorry," Peter said quietly. Tony let out a laugh.

"Its fine, I'm just glad you're okay," Tony whispered. There was a knock on the door before it opened. Standing there was Steve Rogers, a look of concern on his face.

"Hey, Friday told us he was up, how's he doing?" Steve asked while leaning against the door frame.

"He's doing good," Tony said. Steve smiled.

"Good, then let's get him to movie night," Steve said happily. Tony grinned at Peter, who smiled back. Tony sat Peter up and went to pick him up.

"Alright kid, up we go," he placed the light teen on Captain America's back and grabbed the self heating blanket. He knew that the kid didn't produce his own heat well, so that was his solution. They walked to the elevator and went to the common floor. Peter had his head resting on Steve's shoulder. They made their way to the common room and everyone turned as soon as they walked in. A chorus of "Peter!"'s flooded the room. Peter his his face in Cap's neck

"Alright guys! Movie night!"

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"Aww, that's adorable!"

"Shhh"

"Get a picture!"

"I did!"

Peter opened his eyes and glanced around. All of the Avengers, except for Tony, were staring at him. Peter moaned and rubbed his eye. He turned and snuggled back into his pillow...

And went back to sleep.

Look! I fixed it!!