Requested by MyMischeifisManaged: Y/N wakes up from a nightmare in the middle of the night, but is stuck because she normally goes to her dad, Tony, for support, but he's busy. Instead, she goes to her best friend Peter and asks if she can stay with him.

"No, stop, please!" I yelled and shook my head, tears streaming down my face as I sat tied to the chair in the room, the bodies of the rest of the team littering the floor around me as the dark figure killed them one by one.

"You did this, Y/N. You killed us all." Natasha choked, blood oozing out of her mouth as the dark figure loomed over her and raised the gun in his hand. My eyes widened.

"NO!" The trigger was pulled, the bullet hole in between her eyes starting to trickle with the crimson liquid as he killed yet another member of the team. I choked and shook my head, all of them dead now apart from my dad and Peter. I couldn't lose them too, I just couldn't.

"Spare them, please, they didn't do anything, none of them did, please." I sobbed and shook my head, my now raw wrists continuing to desperately pull at the rope tying me down as I tried to get myself free to at least save my dad and the love of my life from the same fate that everyone else had met.

"No, but you did." My dad mumbled quietly, the life slowly but surely vanishing from his eyes as his head slowly nodded against the ground.

"Dad, don't say that, please, I didn't mean to hurt those people!" I cried.

"And yet you still did." He whispered, a scream leaving my lips as the dark figure raised the gun and fired another shot into my dad's head. All that was left now was Peter, and I had to save him, I couldn't let my best friend die too.

"Please no, not him, kill me instead, please." I begged, my body desperately fighting in a futile effort to untie my limbs as I helplessly watched everyone that I cared about die right in front of me.

"Don't worry, you'll die too. You're just taking all of us down with you." Peter whispered, the boy's suit ripped and his hands clenching against the ground as he fought to stay alive.

"Please, Peter, not you too, please!" I cried.

"This is all your fault." He whispered again, making my eyes widen and my head shake rapidly as the dark figure raised the gun once more before pointing it to Peter's head and pulling the trigger.

"NO!"

"Fuck!" I gasped, my eyes shooting open and my body jolting up into a sitting position as I came out of the nightmare. I panted heavily, my eyes squeezing shut and my heart racing in my chest as I tried to calm myself down. It rarely worked, though. I gulped and shook my head, tears running down my face at the recurrence of the nightmare that I'd had regularly since my powers had accidentally killed dozens of innocent people on a mission six months ago. As always, we had been called out, my dad, Tony Stark, and my best friend and secret crush, Peter, having been with us too. It had been a simple enough mission, to take down a HYDRA base outside of a small town in Sokovia. It had been simple until the agents had escaped into the village and my powers had launched a truck into a building of innocent civilians whilst trying to instead hit the agents. That day had haunted me ever since, with the nightmare that I'd just had waking me up with screams and cries at least three times a week. I panted heavily, my heart still thumping uncomfortably in my chest as I looked up at the intercom in my ceiling.

"FRIDAY, get my dad, please." I gulped harshly.

"I'm sorry, Y/N, but he's busy right now." The AI replied.

"FRIDAY, tell him that it's urgent, fuck me." I groaned as I squeezed my eyes shut. 

 "I'm sorry, Y/N, but he made it clear that your nightmares do not count as 'urgent' anymore." She responded. I sighed and shook my head, knowing that I wouldn't be able to get back to sleep without my mind forcing me back into the horrible nightmare. Leaving me stuck. My eyes widened slightly, my heart jumping in my chest as I got an idea. There was one other person who could calm me down, and that was Peter. The pair of us had been best friends since my dad had recruited him three years ago, but I had obviously always felt something deeper for the boy. There was just something about his dimpled smile, beautiful curls and stunning eyes that made him so cute and lovable, not to mention his amazing personality that always made me feel loved and adored by him. The issue was that I was sure that he didn't feel the same. But I knew that if I went to him now, he'd be willing to help me fall back asleep. I sighed and gulped, knowing that I had no other option as I pushed my covers back and stood from my bed. I padded silently to my door and opened it, Peter's door only across the hall from mine. I took a deep breath before knocking on his door.

"Come in." Peter's soft voice sounded. I gulped again before quietly opening the door and slipping in, my heart jumping in my chest at the sight of Peter shirtless and sat up in his bed with his phone in his hand. Though it was the 'shirtless' bit that had my heart racing, just for a different reason than it had been five minutes ago. Peter looked up at me, his eyes widening slightly as he saw me.

"Y/N...f-fuck, are you okay?" He gulped as he clicked his phone off and put it on his bedside table.

"Y-Yeah...well, no. I just had the nightmare again, and dad is busy right now, so I wondered if I could spend some time with you. I don't want to sleep again yet." I spoke quietly as I nervously fiddled with my fingers. The boy's face softened at my words, him of all people knowing how much the events of that mission had affected me.

"Course, yeah, come on." He nodded. I gave him a small but grateful smile as he peeled back the covers and lay down properly in the bed. I slipped in next to him, my head and hand immediately resting on his chest and his arm curling around my waist as he pulled the covers back over us.

"What are you doing up so late, anyway?" I mumbled, his gentle heartbeat and fingers running through my hair already calming me down as we lay there in the dark.

"Just couldn't sleep, sometimes it happens. You're still having that nightmare, huh." He muttered. I gulped and nodded, tears pricking my eyes as I thought about it.

"I-I just...I killed innocent people, Pete. I killed innocent civilians who trusted us as a team to get them out, they didn't expect one of the Avengers, one of the good guys, to do what they were trying to avoid." I choked quietly as a tear slipped out of my eye and down my face. Peter sighed and pulled me closer, his lips pressing to my head as his hand continued to gently move through my hair.

"It wasn't your fault, Y/N. Deep down, you must know that. We all know what you were trying to do, it's not your fault that you got thrown off. What happened wasn't your fault." He promised.

"Tell that to the people of Sokovia." I choked. I heard Peter sigh again before I felt his finger hook underneath my chin. My eyes widened, my heart almost exploding out of my chest as he gently used his finger to tilt my head up to look at him.

"What happened was not your fault. I know that you beat yourself up for it every day, and I understand that because there's something that we all beat ourselves up for, but it wasn't your fault. You were helping, and it went wrong, that's okay. But what happened doesn't make you a bad person, it doesn't make you evil, or a monster, or anything else that I know you'll be thinking about yourself. You're a good person, babe, and something went wrong. That makes you human. Not a monster." He gently reassured, his gaze moving between my lips and my eyes as he spoke. I gulped and nodded, my eyes wavering as more tears fell from them.

"Thank you, Pete. It means the world to me that you try so hard to convince me of that, even if I struggle to believe it myself." I mumbled.

"And I won't stop until you do believe it." He promised, making me chuckle and give him a small smile as I rested my head back against his chest.

My eyes fluttered open, them blinking and squinting as they were met with harsh sunlight. I forced them open fully, my eyelids blinking and helping my eyes to adjust to the morning sun as I slowly but surely woke up. I yawned widely, my back arching slightly off of the bed as I stretched out. But the more that I became lucid, the more that I realised where I was. Or rather, where I wasn't. My eyebrows furrowed as I looked around. I looked down, my eyes widening and my mouth falling open slightly as Peter's arm was hooked solidly around my waist, my back pulled into his chest as the boy continued to quietly snore. I gulped and bit my lip, my heart racing in my chest as I realised that I must have fallen asleep with him after I had come in at stupid o'clock this morning for support. Not that I was complaining, but I was also freaking the fuck out about the fact that I had fallen asleep in my crush's arms, especially when he didn't know that he was my crush. Me moving had woken Peter up, my eyes gazing over my shoulder as the boy started to stir. He groaned quietly, his eyes squeezing shut and his lips parting into a yawn before his eyes fluttered open. They also blinked in the light, still slightly narrowed with sleep and tiredness before they fell onto me.

"Mm. Hey." He whispered, his voice raspy and quiet as a result of having just woken up. God, that sound made me weak at the knees as I gave him a small smile.

"Morning. Did you sleep okay?" I asked as I sat up, Peter's hand landing on my lower back as I did.

"Yeah, I did. But more importantly, did you?" He smiled, making me return it and bite my lip as he rolled onto his back and rested his head on the arm that was against his pillow so that he could look at me. I returned the glance.

"I did, actually. And I did because you calmed me down. So, thank you for that." I nodded.

"Any time, babe. I know that you still have issues coming to terms with what happened, and that's okay, but I'll always be here to help calm you down, or just be with you if you need me to be." He reassured, his fingertips drawing small and unrecognisable patterns on my back as he looked at me.

"Well, thank you, Pete. I appreciate it, and the same goes for you." I nodded, making him give me a small smile as I scooted to the end of the bed and stood up.

"I'll see you later, Pete." I spoke as I opened his door.

"W-wait." He cut in suddenly. I looked over my shoulder and raised my eyebrows at him, hinting for him to continue. He gulped harshly and looked at me, the boy now sitting up in his bed as his mouth fell open and closed. As if he wanted to say something, but just...couldn't.

"I-um...I...I like...fuck, I'm glad that I could help you." He nodded. My eyebrows furrowed, my heart speeding up slightly at his words. Or rather, lack thereof.

"Are you sure that that's all that you wanted to say, Pete?" I checked, my mind and heart racing as I begged for him to take the chance. Because if he was about to say what I thought that he was about to say, that would change everything. But, he didn't take it. He sighed and shook his head, his eyes briefly looking down before he forced a smile back onto his lips and looked back up at me.

"Yeah. That's all that I wanted to say. I'll see you in training." He nodded. I gulped and returned the nod, my heart breaking slightly at what he hadn't said. But if he wasn't ready, or if god forbid he didn't mean it, it wasn't my place to push him.

"Yeah. I'll see you then, Pete." I gave him a small smile, making him return it and sigh as I slipped out of his bedroom.