TW! Transphobia/Slurs

Peter went about his day, currently stuffing his chemistry books into his locker as Ned walked up to him.

"Hey dude! So ... how did it go?" Peter had let Ned know about his plan to tell Clint, and Ned even helped him write the letter.

"It went good! And I actually ended up telling my dads." Peter answered, the weight on his shoulders feeling lighter.

"Really?! That's awesome dude!" Ned said as he pulled Peter into a bone crushing hug. "And the hair." Ned gave Peter a thumbs up before the bell rang for their next class.

School went by just the way it always did. Peter would put up with the stares from other students, and deal with Flash and his minions at lunch.

Finally the bell rang, ending the school day and Peter met up with his friends at the front gate. MJ had her nose buried in a book like always while Ned was talking her ear off about something, perhaps Star Wars while they waited for the bus.

Peter gave them a simple wave and a quick goodbye as he noticed Harley's car had pulled up. Peter always had mixed feelings about Harley picking him up. On one hand it was nice to see his boyfriend, but Harely was always one for the dramatics and would borrow one of Tony's cars, causing people to stare.

He hoped into the passenger seat, sharing a quick kiss with Harley. "Hey darlin', how are you?" Harley asked as he began to pull onto the road, one hand on the wheel and the other on Peter's thigh.

"I'm okay. I actually finally told my dads yesterday. It went well." Peter let out a soft sigh and leaned back against the seat. His boyfriend gave him a reassuring smile and they simply sat in silence after fighting over what music to play.

The two boys made it to the tower and made their way up to the kitchen as they were a bit hungry. Needless to say they weren't surprised to find Tony leaning on the counter, another cup of coffee in his hand.

"Dad I'm Home! And Harley is here too!" Peter called out as he threw his bag onto the couch and entered the kitchen.

"Alright awesome, my day was great thanks for asking. Harley, go into the Lab and do whatever you want. Peter, get in the car." Tony quickly said as he put his coffee down and started pacing.

Harley didn't even wanna ask and simply went with a quick "Got it Old Man."

Tony shouted something back and turned to Peter, who looked worried. He really needed to sleep.

"Oh sorry! I'm taking you to fix your hair first, it looks like a birds nest. Then, I'm gonna have a talk with your principal."

Peter's face visually brightened and he ran into his Dad's arms at full speed, clinging on to him as tightly as doable. Tears pricked his eyes and his cheeks flushed.

"Thank you, so much."

"Of course kid."

Peter was in the passenger seat of Tony's car as they made their way to the barber shop to fix Peter's hair.

The car was quiet, besides from the soft radio playing. Tony noticed Peter's soft smile, so he sneakily changed the radio to play some AC/DC, at which Peter just chuckled. The two simply sang along as they slowly arrived at their destination, laughing and joking along the way.

Peter made it in the shop and noticed it was relatively empty. He watched as Tony began chatting with a barber, who he assumed was either an old friend or a fan of his, before Peter was motioned over to sit in the seat.

"So what would you like, kid?" The man asked happily.

Peter quicken pulled out his phone which he had saved some reference photos for months on end.

The man simply asked, "Are you sure? That's typically a guy's cut?"

Peter simply nodded his head and the man shrugged and got to work. Business was business. Peter happily looked in the mirror as he saw locks being cut off, styled, and shaped. When his cut was finished, he started to cry.

Peter felt so much joy, choked out sobs began to escape his mouth. He had to throw his hands above his lips to tune them out, but his flushed cheeks gave them away. His eyes began to sparkle as he slowly started to recognize himself for the first time in years.

Tony walked over to him and placed his hand on the boy's shoulder and smiled. "What do you think kid?" Tony asked with a warm smile.

Peter couldn't make out clear words but Tony was able to understand that he was happy. "I'm glad," Tony told him. He gave the barber a $50 and told him to keep the change as a thank you gift.

They walked out and Tony swore, he swore on his livelihood, his career, his marriage, he'd never seen Peter with a bigger smile than before.

"So school," Tony started. "You've made up your mind?"

Peter considered his options and honestly he was already nearing the end of his senior year, so the idea of doing online school this late into the year wasn't appealing.

"I'll stay, just," Peter trailed off as he looked out the window of the car. "Do you think you could do something about Flash?" Peter quietly asked

"Flash?"

"Eugene. Eugene Thompson. He started getting physical. Nothing I can't handle! Just... annoying."

When they pulled into the school, Tony asked Peter to step outside. He didn't want to put Peter through any pain or discomfort. Peter just agreed and obeyed his dad.

As Peter stepped outside, his feet froze and his body shivered. He heard laughter. Laughter he recognized in a heartbeat. It was Flash and his friends. They were leaving detention.

Peter's feet remained frozen, no matter how much he wielded them to run back into the office with Tony.

"Look who it is boys! Fucking Penis Parker! The sick tranny!" Flash shouted as the group surrounded Peter.

"Shit, she cut off all her hair. All those good looks, gone to waste. I swear to god Peggy, the shit you'll do for attention is so funny to me!"

Peter flinched at the mention of the name, but he didn't want to show Flash it bothered him. He wouldn't give him that advantage.

"So tranny, why the fuck aren't you here today? Scared your dick will fall out again?!"

Peter just wanted to run. But he was outnumbered.

"Fucking answer me, whore! I'd slap you but, boys aren't supposed to hit girls!"

Please stop. Leave me alone.

"Aren't you gonna say something Pegs!? Check it out, not only is she mental, she's apparently mute now, too!"

As if on cue, Tony came out of the office. Flash and his friends quickly ran upon seeing the billionaire. Peter was more annoyed than anything else.

Tony made his way over to Peter and pulled him into a hug, he heard the last few words through the door. Peter just broke down sobbing into his arms. He just muttered, "I hate them." Over, and over again. Tony simply stroked his head, offering comforting words.

"Don't worry about them anymore. They are gonna switch him out of all your classes and inform the teachers to keep an eye on him. One wrong move and he's expelled."

"I'm sorry I couldn't have done this sooner."