spiderwebbed.

        “ i,uh, wanted to talk to you. for a second. ” lips press into a thin line, words teetering on the edge of anxious. he didn’t like to bother people about things that weighed on him… every person had their own plights, their own thoughts, their own demons. no one wanted to listen to a kid talk about his problems, save for his aunt may but… he doubted she wanted to hear about the dangers faced as ’spiderman’. well, maybe she wanted to hear, but there would be a whole new world of worry on top of the one she had just been introduced to. 

he still wasn’t sure he even  wanted to tell the other, if he were going to be honest. he had more than enough on mr stark’s plate. in fact, peter was already one of those things. if you die, that’s on me. the words play over in his mind, the memory fighting the words he wants to speak & catching them in his throat. peter regretted opening his mouth near as soon as he spoke. there is a pause & dark eyes fall, “ if that’s okay, i mean.”

tony’s still getting used to this new position of being a mentor to the kid, but it’s not as hard as he’d previously believed… it’s REFRESHING, even. gives him a new perspective on life. upon hearing peter’s voice, he’ll turn to face peter completely, the two of them having just entered the avengers headquarters.   ❛ yeah, of course it’s okay. — what’s up? ❜   brown hues narrow as if in concentration, the expression put forth in attempts to show the other that he’s ready to listen. arms even cross over his chest, head tilting. that’s how an adult shows someone peter’s age they’re interested in hearing what the other has to say, right?