i wrote this about a year ago and i never finished it, it's about 2100 words long so why not publish it.

i'm not planning on finishing this, but it's some content.
i wrote the part in a bold a year ago also, just saying.

I love Peter Parker asthma fics sm and if anyone wants to recommend some I wouldn't mind :)

Notes: Peter is 15, lives with the Avengers and Tony is his temporary guardian bc May is traveling or something

also, i have asthma, so i  can sorta write from experience here lol.

3rd person POV (but its actually deadpool)

*deadpool voice*
Peter Parker didn't know he had asthma, as it was a new 'ability' he had recently gained and it developed almost 3 whole years after the spider bite.

He did figure out that he did indeed develop it when he was at the coumpound with the team after a particulary rough 8th period gym class through which he was coughing and wheezing through.

Let me tell you the full story of how the cute, innocent, amazing, sexy, hot, adorable Peter Parker found out he did have asthma by starting when he first arrived at the compound.

3rd Person POV *no longer deadpool*

Peter walked into the coumpound, and to the elevator, feeling exhausted and his chest feeling tighter than it has been over the past couple of days. His gym teacher, Coach Vasti, decided to make his class run extra laps around the track today on this cold Friday. For Peter it was the warm-up run he did before training, so he wasn't sure why but he had diffuculty breathing. He didn't pay any attention to it though because it's probably just allergies or a cough, so he thought.

Peter walked out of the elevator into the kitchen, still slightly out of breath, sitting on one of the bar stools and putting his head down, earning some looks of concern from the small part of the team that was there, as they are used to Peter acting much more energetic.

"You okay Pete?" Bucky asked worriedly, gaining the attention of everyone.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine." He said picking his head back up, "Just a bit tired."

"Then why are you out of breath, lol." he retorted

"Did you just say 'lol' out loud?" Peter asked, trying to change the subject.

"Is that not what you kids say these days?"

"No," Peter said while laughing, "No one says that, thats only over texts."

"Oh," He sighed, disappointed.

"Pete, are you sure you're okay?" Natasha questioned him.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm just going to go to the lab now." he told her while rushing to the elevator, stumbling ever-so-slightly, which did not go unnoticed by anyone.

Peter got to the lab and saw his Dad working on his suits nano-tech.

"Hey kid," he greeted

"Hey," he replied back, tiredly

He looked at Peter, concerned, noticing that he is much less hyper than normal and he is breathing unusually heavy. "Are you okay, Pete?"  he asks.

Peter put on another fake smile, "Perfectly fine," he answered "Just tired." he said for the seocnd time today.

Tony didn't believe him, but he knew Peter would open up to him sooner or later, so he went back to his work, preparing himself for no chatter which he had grown to love and making a note-to-self to ask Peter later.

~~~mini time skip bc la author is lazy :P~~~

FRIDAY called down to the lab, saying that Steve had asked if Peter wanted to help cook dinner, earning no response from him.

Confused, Tony turned around to see Peter fast asleep. Head resting on his arms that were laying  on the lab table, curly hair a mess. Tony awed at the scene before he realized something unusual. His breathing was still heavy, even when he was asleep, and he didn't look as peaceful as he usually did when he was asleep. This worried him, and he was going to check it out later but now he was going to bring Peter to his room to sleep until dinner.

Tony put what he was working on away and then scooped Peter up and carried him bridal style to the elevator.

When they stopped on the floor where all of the bedrooms were, but that was also where the entire team was. Thinking it was just Peter coming up to help with dinner, they all greeted him, making Peter stir in his sleep.

"Guys, shh!" Tony quickly shushed before they could wake him up. They all quickly got quiet and looked at Tony and a sleeping Peter, confused. Tony ignored the looks and walked down the hallway and into Peter's room.

He layed Peter down on his bed and put a blanket over him, making sure he was comfy. "I'm waking you up for dinner, Underoos." He told him even though he can't hear him.

When Tony walked back into the common area, there was about seven avengers looking at him expectantly. "What?" he asked dumbly.

"Why was Peter sleeping? He's usually very energetic." Clint asked, speaking for everyone there,

"He was just exhausted for some reason, I'm not sure why. I was planning to ask him what was wrong later because he seemed like he really didn't want to talk when he first came down to the lab." Tony answered.

"Well it is movie night, so we could ask then, or ask during dinner." Bucky suggested and murmurs of agreement came from the rest of the group.

A little while later, when dinner was almost finished, Peter tiredly came down the hallway, rubbing his eyes and coughing quite a lot, in fact so much he barely had enough space to breath in between coughs.

All eyes were on him when he entered the room, all looks of concern.

"What?" Peter asked confused.

"Why are you coughing so much?" Natasha responded very motherly. (happy late mother's day :P)

"I just need some water." He answered between coughs as he headed to get a glass, only to be handed one by Tony.

"Thanks dad."

"No problem kid."

Peters coughing got better, though throughout dinner it gradually got worse. It got awful when they were watching the movie, to the point where there wasn't a spare minute where he wasn't coughing.

None of the team was even paying attention to the movie anymore, their mind was on Peter. Natasha got up to get him some water, which he drank greedily.

"Thank you." He mumbled to which she nodded in response.

The water did little to help, and within a few minutes he was coughing again.

About half way through the movie, Peter could barely breath. His breaths were short and wheezy and he couldn't talk. He quickly got the attention of his Dad, making a movement signifying that he couldn't breathe. Tony instantly told Friday to turn the lights on and lower the volume of the movie, earning complaints from two certain birds.

"Bruce! Come here quick!" Tony yelled at Bruce who was across the room, to which he quickly ran over, also gaining the attention and concern of everyone in the room.

"What happened?" Bruce asked rapidly while sitting Peter into an upright position.

"I-I don't know. He's been tired all week and today he started coughing a lot and then a minute ago he told me, well not tell but he signaled that he couldn't breathe."

Steve and Bucky looked at each other and had a silent conversation and then rushed over and bent down to Peter's level to help.

The two had an idea of what it was,. He was acting like Steve before the serum when he had asthma attacks. "Peter, do you have or have you ever had asthma?" Steve questioned gently.

Peter shook his head as best as he could, which was barely anything but everyone got the message.

"Put your hands on your head, kid, and try to breathe normally, don't take too deep of breaths and don't take too quick of breaths." Steve advised and Peter complied (Hehe that kinda rhymed :P) while Bucky rubbed his back.

"Why do you think it's asthma?" Bruce and Tony asked Steve at the same time, which was really creepy.

"He has all the symptoms of an asthma attack I had pre-serum. Exhaustion, wheezing, unable to breathe, coughing, dizziness," Steve trailed off.

"But he said he's never had it." Clint reminded them.

"Yeah but I've read somewhere that spiders have this thing that's equal to human asthma, so maybe Peter gained a new so called 'ability'" Bruce informed them.

"Let's take him to medbay, maybe sedate him to ease some of his pain" he then suggested.

"That won't do anything," Bucky spoke up "he'll be in the same amount of pain as he was in before. What he needs is Albuterol, in an inhaler."

"Well where do we get that!" Tony demanded

"I don't know everything." Bucky mumbled getting up from his place on the couch next to Peter, his spot quickly being replaced by Natasha.

"We should still take him to med-bay, quickly at that. Give him an oxygen mask and find Albuterol as fast as possible." Bruce suggested.

"Split up, four of us to med-bay and four of us searching." Steve ordered.

Tony, Bruce, Bucky and Steve went to med-bay. Clint, Natasha, Sam, and Thor were in charge of searching for the medicine.

Steve grabbed Peter and rushed to the elevator along with the rest of the med-bay squad. The search squad went to intern levels and local pharmacy's.

Med-bay Squad😎
The elevator ride was tense and you could almost feel the anxiety in the air. An ding interrupted the said tension and out rushed four avengers.

"Sit him up straight." Bruce instructed as he strapped an oxygen mask over Peters face, making him look small.

"Do you have Albuterol?" Tony demanded.

"No!" He answered abruptly.

"Why not!?"

"No ones ever needed it!"

Tony knew he shouldn't be mad at the scientist, it wasn't his fault. He mumbled an apology and sat down next to Peter, holding his hand.

Peter squeezed his hand, and tried to speak.
"I'm—*endless coughing and wheezing*"

"Don't speak." Steve and Bruce said in sync. Peter, who was obviously trying to lighten the mood even though he was practically dying, put his hands up in defense and gave a small smile.

Bruce put on a stethoscope and listened to Peter's chest, and after about a minute he came to a conclusion.

"His lungs aren't taking in as much air, almost as if the passages are constructed. So, something's wrong with his lungs not his trachea."

"Is it asthma?" Peter wheezed out somehow.

"No talking, and yeah, I think it is. Sorry bud." Bruce sympathized.

Peter just waved him off as Tony started speaking. "We'll manage it kid, you can do everything you did before and—" He was cut off by Clint bursting through the door holding a small, red, plastic device.

"I found some!"

🌝Search Squad🌚 (10 mins earlier)
Those who were in charge of finding the medicine seconded to split up. Natasha and Thor were in charge of going to the local pharmacies, checking if they can pick up some without a prescription. Clint and Sam checked the intern levels, because maybe one of them had asthma you never knew.

Sam and Clint raced out of the elevator and split up then started asking around if anyone had asthma. They searched and searched, knocking down a few small interns, asking. Finally, Clint had a genius idea.

"Friday, call all of the interns to the auditorium and say it's urgent and if they don't show up they're fired." He told her with a smirk while walking towards the auditorium.

'On it'

After two minutes all the interns filed into the room. Clint went up to the front on the small stage and grabbed the microphone.

"Who here has asthma?" He asked, getting right to the point.

A few interns, maybe 22 out of the few hundred raised their hands.

"Okay, those of you who raised their hands stay, the rest leave." They all scurried out of the room and the remaining interns looked a bit scared.

"You guys aren't in trouble. I just need to know if any of you have an inhaler on you?" Clint rushed.

"I have one right now." An intern right in front said quietly.

"Can I borrow it?" He then asked.

"What?" The intern responded, confused.

"Can I borrow it? There's someone upstairs having an attack and there's no inhaler and—" Clint was rambling before he was cut off.

"Yeah, yeah, you can keep it too. That's my extra one."

"Really? Okay thank you so much." Clint said not waiting for an answer before running off to the elevator.

And that's how we got to the scene in MedBay, so let's cut back to it.

this is all i wrote, hope you enjoyed:)
sorry if it's not good haha