Avengers imagines pt. 2

Daughter in law ⭐️ Stony/ Peter Parker (request)

Song: Calum Scott - If our love is wrong.

Imagine; you're dating Peter and you're pregnant.

Peter is around 20 in this, so are you.
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'Shit Peter What do we do?' You ask pacing back and forth.

'It's no big deal right?, we wanted a kid...'

'Yes Peter!, a kid not three!, and what about your dad I mean...we can't have kids right now with all the stuff going on with Thanos and all...I mean...Jesus What are we gonna do?!' You start hyperventilating and Peter rushes over to you.

'Just breathe y/n'

'How can you tell me to just breathe when we're in the middle of a war and I'm having three babies!' You snarl back. 

'Y/n...breathe...' he orders and you try to regulate your breathing.

'I can't...' you pant.

'Breathe honey breathe...in...out....in...out....' he ignores all your snarky comments until he gets you back to breathing normally again.  

'We're gonna be okay...you and me are gonna be just fine I promise...'

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'Y/n...'

'Go away okay I need a moment alone...' you choke up.

'No...you're my girlfriend and you're still carrying my baby...and I'm still going to be there for you no matter what, because that's what I promised...'

You put your head in your hands when you feel Peter wrapping you up in his arms. You burst into tears

'I murdered them Peter, if I had just listened to you and just ate my goddamn food...'

'No y/n, there was more going on...this isn't your fault...'

You lift your head and look at him. He cups your cheek and wipes a tear away.  

'You're a lot of things, but you're not a murderer...and we still have one baby to take care off...so let's do just that...'

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'You're not serious are you?, this is Thanos we are talking about...'

'You need all the help you can get...' you say as you try to wiggle on your old suit.

'You can't even fit in your suit...'

'Then I'll wear normal clothes...I'll be fine Peter..'

'You stay with me at all times, you stay right next to me so I can protect you...you also stay next to my dad...'

'I will...' you give up trying to fit into your suit and you move to the closet to grab your own clothes. 

'Y/n, if anything happens...'

'We will be okay Peter...' you get dressed, with a little help from Peter.

'If you feel anything you tell me...' his voice is stern and his hand is squeezing yours almost painfully hard.

'I will, I promise...' you raise your other hand to his face.

He clenched his jaw and closes his eyes.

'Peter...Baby....look at me...we're going to be okay..'

'We keep repeating that...'

'And we will because we are going to be fine...you're an avenger now and you have me...'

He finally opens his eyes and you can see the fear they hold. You lean in and you connect your lips with his.

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'Y/n!' Peter yells when you hit the ground as you clutch your stomach.

'The baby!, Peter the baby is coming!'

'Now?!'

'No next week...YES NOW!' You yell as you let out a groan.

'Dad she's going in labour what do I do?!'

'Okay, you go fight of Thanos...I'll help her, I did it when you were born..how hard can it be...' Tony moves over to you.

He unfolds a shield behind him to shield you both from the attacks happening.

'You're gonna have to push y/n...' Tony takes your hand and you knit your eyebrows together.

'Friday a little help here!' Tony says.

'She's ready to push boss, let her push with breaks in between, once the baby is out check for anything blocking the mouth and nose. If it's not crying something might be wrong..'

'Y/n, I know you're scared right now but you have to push...'

Peter joins your side again and takes your other hand.

'I'm going to let go off your hand so I can take the baby okay?, Peter will hold your hand...'

You nod and you get ready to push. You throw your head back and Peter lays his hand under your head.

'And push...' Tony says and you squeeze Peters hand when you tighten every muscle in your body.

'Okay break time...' Tony speaks and you catch your breath.

'Okay go again...'

Again you tighten every muscle to push and again you catch your breath after.

'Okay one final push...'

'I'm never having a baby again Peter!' You snap as you tighten your muscles for the last time.

The baby immediately starts crying and you sigh out of relief.

'Friday...'

'It's a perfectly healthy baby boy boss...'

'What about mommy?'

'Perfectly healthy...'

You smile as tears spill down your cheeks. Peter kisses your head and you cry out of joy and exhaustion. Tony cuts the cord and lays the baby in your arms.

'You got a name?'

'Rockwell Zayn Stark...' Peter smiles at you.

'Congrats!, but Tony we really need you out here...' Quill says.