[That dismissal of Alistair Fitz sets his mouth into a tight line. Fitz is nothing if not loyal, and blood ties are more binding than anything. Even when the result is self-destructive.]
You've not met him. All you know are the ramblings of a frightened child.
[So what if he lied? It was a necessary lie to avoid exactly this.
This is the part where he'd be pushing things over, destroying objects to keep from destroying people. The outdoors is much less convenient in that respect. He'll have to settle for shoving against the ground and propelling his body back to its feet.]
( Peter bites down hard on his lip as his chest kind of implodes in such a way he can't breathe for a second. Fitz thinks Peter's so good at socializing and he's not. None of this comes easily to him. He felt abandoned growing up so making connections isn't something he ever did at home until Gwen but otherwise, he didn't have friends (didn't seek them, didn't even really want them), and he is aggressively aware he has no idea what he's doing. Peter presses his hands into the dirt on either side of him. He doesn't actually mind that Fitz lied. He deserved to keep it secret, deserved to not have it dragged out by a Wonderland Event, and Peter never would have mentioned it again if not- if not for it being brought up.
He wants to say that a child shouldn't be that frightened of their father, and if they are, it's the father's fucking fault, but he can't manage to get words out at all. He's said so much, so much more than he's used to saying.
He just finally realizes his words are only making it worse on someone he cares about who is already going through too much, and he feels sick like bile rising up in his throat. He shoves back a shudder as it threatens to take over him.
His fingertips dig into dirt, and he stares into the water even as Fitz gets to his feet. He can't say anything else. He doesn't move at all. He's going to give Fitz the chance to escape, to leave this moment and this place. Peter knows Jemma will take care of him in ways Peter simply is incapable of.
It's Spider-man that helps people. That's his responsibility. )
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You've not met him. All you know are the ramblings of a frightened child.
[So what if he lied? It was a necessary lie to avoid exactly this.
This is the part where he'd be pushing things over, destroying objects to keep from destroying people. The outdoors is much less convenient in that respect. He'll have to settle for shoving against the ground and propelling his body back to its feet.]
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He wants to say that a child shouldn't be that frightened of their father, and if they are, it's the father's fucking fault, but he can't manage to get words out at all. He's said so much, so much more than he's used to saying.
He just finally realizes his words are only making it worse on someone he cares about who is already going through too much, and he feels sick like bile rising up in his throat. He shoves back a shudder as it threatens to take over him.
His fingertips dig into dirt, and he stares into the water even as Fitz gets to his feet. He can't say anything else. He doesn't move at all. He's going to give Fitz the chance to escape, to leave this moment and this place. Peter knows Jemma will take care of him in ways Peter simply is incapable of.
It's Spider-man that helps people. That's his responsibility. )