Lost Boy

The Search [22]

Peter's POV:

"Hey kid, you feeling better? I haven't seen you since last night," Mr Stark told me as he walked into the casual area all the avengers were hanging out in.

"Yeah, sorry for freaking out," I replied sheepishly, embarrassed of my behavior the day before.

Tony's eyes narrowed. "You take that apology back right now Peter!" He exclaimed.

I folded my arms. "Fine, I'm not sorry. You happy?"

"Yes." Tony sat down on Steve's lap.

I stared at the two, not really knowing what to think.

Wade suddenly busted into the room. "HELLO family! I see you've been sulking without my presence. Don't fret! I am here now." He looked over at Steve and Tony. "Is that what we're doing?" He asked.

My eyes widened. "Wade nO DON'T-"

He sat on me anyways. I grunted with his weight. "waDE!" I gasped. "You're too heavy! Get off of me, fatso!"

Wade stood up. "You know, muscles weigh more than fat." He winked at me.

"Get a room!" Clint shouted, chewing on fruit loops.

"Really? You're telling Wade and I to get a room, when Mr Stark is sitting on Steve's lap, Natasha and Bucky are one inch away from making out, and Bruce is swooning all over Thor without even him noticing?" I asked Clint, standing up and running my fingers through my hair.

"I-... I am nOT!" Banner exclaimed. Thor looked over at the red-faced scientist with an oblivious gaze.

I rolled my eyes. "Wade, come with me. I need your help with something," I ordered and started walking towards the elevator.

Wade turned to look at everyone. "He needs help getting his pants off, so I can-"

"WADE!" I shouted, stopping him from saying whatever he was about to say.

"Alright, geez. And here I thought I wouldn't allow myself to have a bossy wife."

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"So you're telling me the help you need is nothing sexual?" Wade asked, walking around my room in Avengers Tower, observing small details. He stopped by my dresser, staring at the picture of my family from several years ago.

I was scrolling through the contacts on my phone. "No, I need your help finding someone. God damn it, we never exchanged numbers." I sighed, immediately going to my camera roll. "28 year old male, fairly good looking, brown hair that's swooped up and dark... dark blue eyes. He's pretty well off financially, his name is Elijah. Here, let me see if I have a picture..."

Wade's eyebrows sprung upwards. "You have a sugar daddy? At your age?"

My head shot up. "No-what? No! Wade, oh my god..." I rested my face in the palm of my hand for a moment. "He's my mom's ex boyfriend, he was really nice to me. I just want to see if I can get in contact with him again."

Wade walked over to my closet, starting to look through my hoodies. "So then why do you have  picture of him?" He questioned with suspicion.

I groaned. "You seriously don't believe me? We were having a deep discussion about the color of his eyes since they're so dark... nearly black even. So I took a close up picture. In my opinion, they're blue. But he thinks they're brown. What do you think?" I showed Wade the picture on my phone.

"Holy shit, Peter. Your mom definitely dated this guy for his looks, damn he's photogenic..." Wade stared at the picture so long that I questioned his sexuality.

"Nah, I'm pretty sure she dated him for the money," I replied, putting away my phone before Wade got a boner.

He winced. "Peter... why do you talk down on your mom like that?" Wade asked me. He didn't ask it in a joking tone, he actually seemed serious and a little hurt. "It's kind of weird... normally kids are protective of their moms."

I bit the inside of my cheek. "Can you just help me find Elijah? It's all I ask for."

Wade stared at my star wars hoodie in my closet for a while before he answered. "Okay, lets go find this very attractive guy."

A/N:

I made Elijah attractive because I like making characters unnecessarily attractive in my stories, idk why it just makes it more fun