Peter Parker sickfics and the occasional Avenger sickfic

Steve's got it

Summery: Tony and Pepper are Peter's biological parents and they have gone on a work trip to Australia, leaving Steve to look after Peter

Steve's pov:

I was sitting in the common room of the Avenger's compound, reading a book, thinking that Peter was asleep in his room, seeing as it was 10:30 and he has school in the morning, and a Spanish test that he had been revising for a while

I had nearly finished my book, when I head a small sniffle from behind me. I turned around and saw Peter standing there with his stuffed bear, Tony's oversized jumper, and some baggy joggers, "Hey Pete, you ok?" I asked him

He came over and sat on the sofa next to me, he looked like he had been crying, "What's up Pete? Why you crying?" I asked, rubbing his back, "I threw up" he mumbled, "Where?" I asked him

"O-on my bed, and my head hurts and I just don't feel good, and I feel really bad" he cried, leaning into my side

I wrapped my arm around him, "Aw, that's ok, let's get you some medicine and clean up your bed sheets, yeah" I suggested

He nodded and I helped him stand. We both went into the kitchen and I got Peter some water and some of his special medicine

"Here, take those, I'll go deal with your sheets" I told him, ruffling his hair and going to the bedrooms

I went into Peter's room and saw Nat changing Peter's bed, "Hey Nat, I was just coming here to do that" I told her, "I kinda heard him be sick, so I told him to go find you whilst I sort this out, but I think he may of forgot that part, he was in a right state" she explained

I nodded, "Thank you Nat, that's a real help. The only problem is Tony and Peps are going to freak out" I told her, "Agreed, but that's your problem, not mine, I'm just here for the cuddles and clean up duty" she said, leaving the room with Peter's dirty bedding

I sighed and went to check on Peter, who was sitting in the lounge, playing with his stuff bears ears

"Come on Pete, lets get you to back to bed" I said, helping him stand and to his room. I was just leaving when he spoke up, "Steve, please don't tell my parents, I don't want my parents to know, they'll just worry and they can't really do much in Australia" he asked me, "Pete, you know I can't do that, they're going to call and they're going to realise you're not at school" I told him

He sighed, "Can you down play it then?" he asked, "I can try" I promised, he nodded and drifted off to sleep

I closed the door and went to bed myself

The next morning I woke up to my phone buzzing. I sighed and rolled over, seeing it was Tony. I answered it, waiting for what he was going to say

Tony: Hey Steve, how's my son?

Steve: He's ok, I'm ok as well thanks for asking. How are you and Pepper?

Tony: We're both ok, are you ok though, your voice sounds scratchy, are you sick? You better not be watching my son sick Capsical

Steve: Yes, I'm fine, I just woke up for your information, it's 5am Tony. I'm not watching your child sick, and even if I was sick, there is a whole compound of Avengers

Tony: Ok, that's fine. call us if anything goes wrong, even if Pete has a small sniffle, we want to know

Steve: Yes Tony, I will let you know

Tony: Ok, bye

Steve: Bye

I hung up and decided to go back to sleep, seeing as it was 5am in the morning. I went back to sleep, but not for very long, as Peter woke up vomiting