I lay on my bed, facing the wall of windows as tears fell down my cheeks. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, trying to imagine Peter lying next to me. I took deep breaths, my breathing slowing as I felt his arm curl around my waist and pull me into the warmth of his chest. I smiled slightly to myself as I felt his fingers move the hair off of my neck before gently kissing along it. I felt at bliss like this, and I never wanted it to end. My eyes shot open and I was pulled from the dream as I heard a knock on my door.

"Y/N, hun? Can we come in?" Natasha's muffled voice sounded through the door.

"No." I sniffed.

"It's only me and the Cap, hun, not your dad." She spoke again.

"I don't care, you all lied to me." I choked. I heard a sigh.

"FRIDAY, unlock the door." Suddenly, the door opened and Natasha and Steve walked in.

"That's not fair!" I exclaimed as Steve shut the door and Natasha sat next to me on my bed as I sat up.

"It's also not fair that you're refusing to talk to any of us, so that's life, kid." Steve shrugged as he grabbed my chair and sat down on it. My eyes widened.

"You're kidding, right? You all lied to me for gods knows how long, and now I can't trust anyone. Not even Peter." I choked. They sighed and looked at each other.

"Y/N, listen to me. You know more than anyone how dangerous our job is. You know that every time we go out to fight, you don't know who will come back harmed, alive, or dead. Unfortunately, simply being the daughter of one of us makes you a target of that too. Your dad denies your existence because he knows that people will come after you if they know you're a Stark. It's why we also deny that we know you. And it's why Peter didn't tell you that he was Spiderman. Because as soon as you found out, there was another target on your back. He knew that, and he chose lying to you over putting you in harm's way." Natasha nodded. I sighed and looked down.

"He chose withholding the truth from you over letting you get hurt. He protected you, Y/N, and whilst that came at a cost, I'm sure that he'd much rather pay that cost, than the cost of you getting hurt, or worse." Steve spoke. I gulped and looked at him.

"He loves you, Y/N. That's why he lied to you." Steve nodded. My eyes widened.

"He what?" I choked. Their eyes widened.

"Oh my god, he hasn't said it to you yet, has he?" Steve gulped. I shook my head.

"Well done, Steve. Captain America, more like Captain big-mouth." Natasha teased, making me laugh. Steve chuckled and shook his head as he looked down.

"Point is that we all did this because we love you. Including Peter. He may have screwed up, but his heart was in the right place. Have you talked to him tonight?" Natasha asked. I gulped and looked down, not wanting them to see me crying even more than I already was, especially not over a boy.

"No. I was stupid and angry when I left his apartment. I told him that we shouldn't talk tonight, because we'd both lied to each other." I nodded. Steve's eyebrows furrowed at me.

"What do you mean, you both lied?" he asked.

"I told him about my powers." I nodded. Their eyes widened.

"Y/N?!" Natasha exclaimed.

"It's okay, it's fine, dad told me to tell him, I got permission." I reassured, making them breathe a sigh of relief.

"And what did Peter say?" Natasha asked.

"I said it out of anger, in response to him saying that he didn't want me walking home alone after what happened with Mysterio. I didn't give him time to respond before I left." I admitted.

"You need to talk to him, kid. That's the only way forward." Steve nodded. I sighed and returned it.

"Tomorrow, I will. I'll invite him over after school, or something. But not tonight, we both need to calm down." I nodded.

"Okay, hun. Well, get some sleep, it's late. Talk to lover-boy tomorrow." Natasha chuckled as they stood up.

"He's an Avenger just as much as you are." I smiled.

"Did he tell you that he-."

"Stole your shield in Germany? Yeah." I giggled. Steve scoffed as Natasha laughed.

"Little shit." He chuckled, making me smile as they left my room. I bit my lip and laid back in bed, thinking about the events of the day. I couldn't help but smile as I thought of Peter.

"My boyfriend is an Avenger." I giggled.

Peter's P.O.V

Peter sat on his bed, his back against the wall as he shot webs at random spots on the opposite wall. Tears pricked his eyes as he looked down at his still black phone screen.

"She's not going to text, Peter. Forget it." He mumbled before shooting another web.

"Peter?" the door opened and May walked in.

"Yeah?" he mumbled.

"You okay? You didn't come out for dinner." She spoke softly, putting the plate of meatloaf and mashed potato down on his desk.

"I wasn't hungry." Peter muttered, eyes still glued to the wall. May sighed as she sat next to him on his bed.

"What happened? I know that Y/N was meant to come over after school, but I came home to find just you, and you looking very upset." She spoke, trying to get him to talk.

"She saw the suit, May. Everything came out." He choked, tears starting to leave his eyes.

"Oh, honey." May sighed, gently pulling on Peter's arm and making him rest his head against her shoulder.

"She saw the suit, and she saw that it was from her dad. Obviously, seeing that I was Spiderman was enough of a shock, but that was made worse by the fact she realised that I'd been lying to her the whole time, not only about being Spiderman, but also about knowing her dad. She knows that I lied about everything, and to make things even freaking crazier, she said she had the same powers as Wanda, so she finds out that she's dating Spiderman, and I find out that I'm dating a mini Scarlet witch." Peter rambled, tears rapidly falling down his face. May paused and looked at him.

"What do you mean she has the same powers as Wanda?" she scoffed.

"May, I don't know." He choked, putting his hands to his face as he sat up again. She sighed and looked at him.

"Maybe it's a good thing that this finally came out, hun. It's never a good idea to start a relationship off by lying to each other, so you could start from scratch here, and have a completely trusting relationship." she suggested. Peter sighed and shook his head.

"But now she has a target on her back because she knows. She was a target even before she knew, so that's only going to be made worse. She's a target just by being with me." He sniffed.

"Well, if she's right about these powers, it sounds like she can look after herself." May chuckled slightly, trying to cheer the boy up.

"And what if she can't, May? What if-if she can't, I don't know, control them, or something? Because I know that she didn't use her powers when the bus went off of the cliff, and I know she didn't use them when she got kidnapped. I'm not trying to be a jerk or anything by suggesting that she can't protect herself, but if she can't control it yet, I at least want to be able to protect her until she can protect herself." He nodded, looking at May with puffy eyes. She sighed.

"I hate to say this, Peter, but what if the best way of protecting her is to not be with her?" she asked. Peter's eyes wavered and a tear left his eye.

"What?" he choked.

"Well, honey, you said yourself that she's a target by being with you, especially now that she knows that you're Spiderman. No one knows that she's Tony's daughter, and no one knows that she's basically a niece to the rest of the Avengers. You're the only known link that she has to them. So, I know that it's going to kill you, but maybe the only way to keep her safe is to let her go." She spoke gently. Peter choked again, tears leaving his eyes as he looked down.

"The worst thing is that I know you're right." He admitted quietly, sniffing as drops of salt water ran down his face and chin.

"It's going to be okay, Peter. Maybe once she can fully protect herself, you can give it another shot together." She shrugged, resting Peter's head against her shoulder again and wrapping an arm around him again so that she could gently rub his other shoulder. Peter shook his head and sniffed.

"There won't be another shot. This was my one chance, and I blew it." He choked before closing his eyes and letting more tears fall.