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Letting out a low groan, Steve ducked in and out of alleyways to make it towards the Parker residence. He probably shouldn't have risked going into public so soon after evading capture but he found talking with Peter important, especially after seeing him in the BATTLE in the first place. How could Tony be so irresponsible? Peter shouldn't have been anywhere near such a potentially lethal encounter without training and honing his abilities first. He clearly had a lot to learn and Steve wanted to make sure to help him before he slipped back into the shadows for awhile.

He had plans for Secret Avengers while they worked against the Accords terms and clearing their names. T'Challa promised to work on it along with assisting Bucky, which he couldn't be more grateful for.

The building loomed before him and Steve easily found a way inside of Peter's bedroom. Normally, he would have used the door and been polite about it but he didn't want to put Peter's Aunt at risk by knowing of his presence.

Still a fugitive and all.

"Hello, Peter." Steve gave a sheepish expression, rubbing a hand along the side of his face. "I figured we should talk about some things." The understatement of the year, honestly, because there were so many things to cover and to set it place. Peter wanted to help and while admirable, he needed more training and also needed to know the limitations.

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Coming home after the events overseas had taken some adjustment. Peter had been in New York for the first alien attack years prior, then as a bystander, but he'd known for awhile now that the world was much larger than his own little neighborhood. However, it was one thing to know about that fact on the sidelines, and another to have leaped out and become a part of it. When Tony Stark had entered his world, for better or worse it had put Peter on the map. A distant corner of the map, no doubt. He knew he wasn't one of the big power players on the vigilante scene. Still, he was now on the radar of people he'd grown up idolizing.

People he'd then tried to web in the face.

It might not have been his finest moment. Especially how it had been revealed that the Accords would put his name out there for all the public to see, and thereby putting his only remaining family at risk, too. Peter could forgive a great many things, but Aunt May being in danger would never be one of them.

He'd returned to Queens uncertain on where he stood with Tony, but he'd certainly never expected to have Steve Rogers crawl through his window.

It was late, late enough that Peter had already returned from his patrol of the city and was sitting on his bed working on a history essay with his laptop. He was dressed down in jogging pants and a t-shirt, sitting cross legged and typing intermittently. After all that had happened a part of him just wanted to type that history was doomed to repeat so was it in fact history at all as a way to get out of finishing the assignment. He had a feeling that his teacher wouldn't appreciate the smartass answer, especially since she knew nothing of what had really happened lately with him.

Peter's enhanced senses had told him that someone was approaching, but whomever it was wasn't setting off his tingling Spidey sense. It wasn't an approaching danger, not yet, and so while he was wary Peter didn't leap into full alarm mode. He did however jump to his feet once he saw Captain America coming through the curtains, but that was more out of surprise than anything. His text books clattered to the floor as he rose and gave a surprised and ever so dignified, "Woah hey - hi?"

Yes. When meeting the greatest war hero of all time who he had tried to smack in the face with his own shield, 'woah hey' as exactly the smooth opening he'd hoped to give.

Peter tried again in an attempt to regroup. "I mean... yeah. Sure. Mi casa es su casa. Only it's not really a casa, it's an apartamento, and it's not mine, it's my aunt's. So we should probably keep voices down and I'm just gonna shut up now because I'm guessing you didn't come by for a Spanish lesson in Queen's real estate."

Yup. Much smoother.

Looking at Peter standing there ignited another round of anger to wash over him but more so directed towards Tony for ever involving the kid. Had he even finished high school yet? By the looks of the books and laptop, he'd have to guess not so much. Why would Tony recruit a kid to join a battle against something he didn't have any part in? Honestly, few were actually apart of things but it all spiralled too quickly for Steve to try and put a stop to any of it. The attacks on Bucky drove him to involve others and Tony, in kind, recruited his own ranks to try and stop him from opposing the Accords.

The Accords kept a low churning fire deep within him and he knew the fight would continue. The governments wanted the Accords set into place but he refused to accept the documents for what they meant for not only those with enhanced abilities but for the world at large. There were often dangers no one could ever anticipate and having to go through so much red tape would put more in danger. The officials just did not understand since they didn't walk through the battlefields. Yes, they caused damage in pursuit of rescues but the so-called villains would have accomplished far worse if they hadn't intervened in time. Either way, there would be backlash and ruins incurred.

They just needed a better system on who to involve and when, which did not include Peter Parker. The kid needed to stay as far away from the battlefields as possible. Didn't he know how quickly things happened? One moment could change things forever.

Looking around the room, his eyes settled back onto Peter. "Were you debriefed at all after the battles?" Steve eventually asked, arms folded against his chest. "Do you understand about the Accords?" His face held clear contempt on simply mentioning the Accords at all. "They've been passed, regardless of how some of us feel about it." He shook his head with a soft sigh. "We're still trying to fight but some of us are -- fugitives now." Mostly, the officials needed someone to take the fall for everything they did wrong but Steve flat out refused to let Bucky endure any more pain. The man went through enough.

"I'm going to need you to keep an eye on things but stay out of the bigger battles," Steve continued, eyes drifting over towards the window. "There are some things I need to do and I'll be -- let's say out of commission for awhile." They needed a scrape goat and no one else worked for the role. They would want him as the clear 'mastermind' of the rebellion or Bucky as the clear 'criminal' of things. It didn't leave a lot of options but Steve always did what needed to be done.

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My turn to apologize for the slowness!

it's completely okay!!