IVORY | PETER PARKER!

ii. poisonous vibrations

THE compound was huge. It would be the biggest building Bo would ever step foot into. Sam watched Bo's eyes light up as they walked into the building. Sleek, shiny black floors, tall windows, and bright, gleaming lights quickly grasped the attention of the young boy. Sam had to lightly grasp his hand to get his attention. They made their way to the private elevators which were only used by Pepper, the Avengers, and their families and currently, Bo counted as Sam's family. Smirking at Bo's gasp when FRIDAY greeted them, Sam asked the AI to take them to the common room. The elevator dropped with speed as Bo gripped the handle of the elevator tightly. The boy was startled. He expected the elevator to go up, not down. His maman told him about many machines (which actually weren't a lot, considering that she had been locked up for years) and elevators were one of the many machines she couldn't explain well.

"They can only go up, mon ange."

"Why?"

"Les gens sont étroits d'esprit. Borné. They only want to go up, higher."

They made it to the common room quite fast and Sam started to explain why they went underground as they stepped out of the elevator.

"Everyone expects us to live at the very top of the building. We live down here because it's quicker to move in and out of the building. These floors are only the living quarters and common rooms, though. Most of the labs and training rooms are above ground. It was a bit of a mess when everyone came back, including Bruce, Thor, and Loki. Especially Loki." Sam continued talking and Bo quickly lost interest, not knowing or caring about Bruce, Thor, or Loki.

Bo looked forward and followed Sam down the hallway that led to a large room. There were so many things in just one room. A large L shaped sofa and a huge black screen sat on the far right side of the room and on the far left were weird tables and a long counter with shelves and cabinets filled with a variety of drinks behind it.

Situated on the sofa were eight people, seven of which were men. The Avengers, Bo thought as he moved slightly behind Sam. Said man put a comforting hand on the blonde boy's back, gently pushing him forward as to show him he shouldn't be afraid. Slowly, the Avengers began to notice the two, more specifically, Bo. He felt uncomfortable under their confused and wary gazes, the only lady in the room even reached down to her leg to grab something, which Bo recognized as the weapon the bad men used to kill his maman, a gun.

Time froze as Bo's breathing began to pick up. Sam said he was safe, that the Avengers weren't bad men, bad people. But, he lied. He lied to Bo. It was a trap, Bo thought as he backed away from Sam. He saw the Avengers stand up, getting into fighting positions, summoning their weapons, glaring at him. This only made Bo's heart slam against his chest faster and harder. All he could feel was the blood rushing to his ears, he didn't even hear himself shout, "You lied!"

"Bo, I need you to calm down. No one here is going to hurt you." Sam said softly, moving closer to Bo as he glared at his friends (excluding Bucky because Bucky was not his friend). Bo looked over his shoulder when he bumped into one of the weird tables.

"Bo, please calm down — will you put those damn weapons down? He's a kid for god's sake!" Sam exclaimed. He turned towards his team, settling his hard gaze on them.

"A kid that's not supposed to be here." Clint growled, readjusting his grip on his bow.

"He could be working for HYDRA." Steve said. Bucky flinched at the name, turning his head towards the hallway as the sound of footsteps filled his ears, but no one else seemed to hear it over all the yelling. He saw Peter Parker appear, the only person, other than Steve and surprisingly Sam, he could hold a conversation with. Peter looked confused as he watched everyone argue with Sam. He then caught sight of a pale, platinum blonde haired boy. Peter heard Sam shout, "Bo isn't going to hurt anyone!" and assumed that this frightened boy's name was Bo, an odd name, but he's experienced a lot of odd throughout the years, so who was he to judge. By the time Bucky finally made eye contact with the brunette boy, Peter had already made a decision. Peter hesitated, but slowly made his way towards Bo. Bucky said nothing about this. He saw the fear and panic inside the kid's eyes and thought it would be better if someone his age were to calm him down instead of an ex-assassin with a metal arm.

No other Avengers noticed Peter walking towards Bo. Peter moved slowly, whispering that he wasn't going to hurt Bo. He dropped his backpack and removed his jacket, showing that he had no other weapons, then removed his web shooters. Bo was weary of Peter, but he was desperate for comfort, for a warm hug like the ones his maman used to give him. He then thought dejectedly that his maman was long gone, much like his papa, and they were the only two he would ever let hug him. He considered finding comfort in Sam, but he remembered that Sam lied to him.

While the group of Avengers continued to argue, Bucky silently made his way to the kitchen. He quickly prepared a glass of milk and a plate of cookies he baked earlier in the day. He then made his way back, passing the adult children, to the two teenagers. Peter managed to calm the boy down with quiet words of comfort, but he was still shaking. Bo was sitting on the floor, leaning against the pool table with Peter sitting at a comfortable distance away from him, but still close. Bucky squatted in front of the boy, offering him the milk and cookies, moving the plate away when Peter tried to reach for them. Ignoring Peter's pouts, Bucky gave Bo a soft, albeit rare, smile. He hesitated, but eventually grabbed the plate and cup. The three sat together, ignoring the loud shouts from behind them, sharing cookies, and waiting for the 'adults' to actually act like adults.

Translations

mon ange - my angel

Les gens sont étroits d'esprit - people are narrow-minded

Borné - pigheaded

{ I used google translate so these probably aren't accurate }

chapter title inspired by chlorine by twenty one pilots

- aryanna