Steve
Tony decided to take Steve to a concert if diverse music. When they arrive, Steve was mortified when he heard screamo. Him and Tony went to their front row seats and looked at the band, Peirce the Veil, and clapped respectfully.
"Next up is a new, and young, band called Primal!" The lights dimmed and instrumental of guitars and drums were heard.
"I'm just a step away, I'm just a breath away, losing my faith today (we're fallin off the edge today)
I am just a man, not superhuman (I'm not superhuman)!
Someone save me from the hate! Its just another war, just another family torn!"
The lights shined bright on your face as you sang the song, while playing the guitar. Steve's eyes widened and so did Tony's.
"Just a step on the edge, just anither day in the world we live! I need a hero!"
You then switched to a different song. It started with a slow instrumental then a voice full of emotion.
"Another day in the carnival of souls. Another night sends in as quickly as it goes. The memories are shadows, ink on the page! And I can't seem to find my way home. And its almost like your heavens trying everything, your heavens trying everything to keep me out."
People hummed the tune, and Steve assumed you must be a popular band. Steve liked your songs so far.
"All the places I've been, and things I've seen. A million stories that made up a million shattered dreams. The faces of people I'll never see again! And I can't seem to find my way home.
Cause its almost like, your heavens trying everything to break me down! Cause its almost like, your heavens trying everything to keep me out!"
Then the final sing of the night came on. Steve liked the background music, and simply your band.
"Put on your war paint!
You're a brick tied to me that's dragging me down, strike a match and I'll burn you to the ground! We are the jack-o-lanterns in July, setting fire to the sky."
When the concert was over, Steve approached you. "Hey." He said. You jump, and look at him. Your eyes widened as your dad stood in front of you. "Oh, h-hi." You said.
Your band mate walks up to you and says he is leaving and you awkwardly say bye. "I liked your music, it's unique. What genre is it?" He asked. You froze at the question, and thought about it. "We... We don't actually know. Most would consider it pop/rock." You said.
"Well, you done great. Did you write it?" He asked. "Yeah, and I had a little help." You answered.
Pietro
Your secret was... Dark. You were always lonely and your father was never there anymore. So you began to cut. It felt like your only escape. You don't know what to do.
Nobody knows. Only you. You were currently in your bathroom cutting. Your father was on a mission, and your MBB Aunt Wanda was here. She thought you were taking a shower since you turned the shower on.
You made 5 new cuts. You washed off your arms, wet your hair, and got a towel to dry it. You put on a long sleeved pajama shirt and pants. You got in you bed, and went to sleep.
When you woke up you looked around your room. You got up and went to the kitchen. When you got there, your dad was drinking coffee. "Hey dad!" You said. "Hey princess!" He said looking on his phone.
You went to the fridge and got some orange juice. Pietro looked over at you and froze. You poured a cup for yourself and drank it. It was then you noticed his stare. You cock your head to the side in confusion. "Vhat is zhat?" Pietro said. "Vhat is vhat?" You asked. "Your vrists." He said.
It was then you realized your sleeves were up. You paled and looked at him. Pietro was a mixed of things. He was angry, confused, and sad. Why would his princess do this? "Vhy? Vhy vould you do zhis? You have everyzhing you could vish for." Pietro asked. You sighed in frustration.
"You vant to know vhy? Because I don't have everyzhing I vish for!" You said. Your Aunt Wanda walks in due to the noise and sees your wrists. "Vell vhat do you vant!" He yelled. You felt tears in your eyes as you mustered up the courage to say it. "A father vho is zhere for me." You reply. You walked away and slammed your door shut.
Pietro stood still for a moment. "She's right. You haven't really been zhe father you should be. You've been ignoring everyone. She feels abandoned. Don't forget, she's zhe one who brought you back to life, and you haven't even zhanked her." Wanda said. Pietro agreed.
He went to your room and sat down beside you on your bed. "Sweetie.. I'm sorry I vas always not here. Can you forgive me?" He asked. "Of course Papa." You said hugging him.