Peter felt so lucky to have people like Tony and Natasha in his life. He relaxed in the hug, closing his eyes for a few seconds before opening them again. He really loved Natasha. She always made him feel like he was the most important person in the world once she had his attention. She made him feel safe, like nothing could hurt him when she was around. She had the ability to scold him without making him feel like he was being treated like a kid and that every word she said was right. "Thanks, Natasha." He perked up slightly at the mention of Bruce and Phil in the kitchen. All the crying had made him hungry. Bruce was a really good cook, and Phil always made the best treats. It was a good thing Bruce was a good cook - the rest of the Avengers were disasters. Thor especially had been banned from the kitchen after he had managed to destroy the oven. Bruce was usually the one who ended up cooking for the group if they didn't order takeout. Which was usually whenever Peter was in the Tower. Bruce had imposed that rule early on, saying takeout wasn't healthy for a growing teenager. Peter didn't mind. He loved Bruce's cooking, and he still ordered takeout every once in a while with May.<br/><br/>It was just a short elevator ride up, and once they stepped into the living room Peter could hear Bruce and Phil in the kitchen. He wandered over there to see Bruce in front of the stove with a few pans on top, and Phil in front of the counter next to him. Bruce looked up as he heard Peter walk over, and his eyes softened as he took in the puffy eyed teen. He gave him a sympathetic smile as he turned to focus on Peter. "Hey, Pete. How you holding up?" Peter gave him a shaky smile. "Oh, you know, just chillin," he tried to joke. He knew Bruce and Phil didn't judge, but he suddenly felt weird. Bruce was always so calm and in control of his emotions, and to Peter Phil seemed like he was in control of just everything. It made him feel awkward about how he was struggling with it. Bruce gave him an understanding look, seeming to understand what he was feeling. "You know it's okay to be hurting." He held out an arm, and Peter obediently walked over and let Bruce pull him into a hug. Bruce took that time to glance at Tony, making sure he was okay. He imagined it must have been quite a shock to suddenly receive a phone call like that and have to race to the hospital to comfort a grieving teenager. Not to mention all the other things that came with it, like CPS and funeral arrangements. It would be a lot for anyone. Peter pulled back from the hug then. Bruce could tell he needed a minute to recover, so he focused back on cooking. He was making thai, Peter's favorite. Peter had turned to look at what Phil and Bruce were making, pretending like his eyes weren't wet with unshed tears. All the hugs and support were so touching, and it nearly brought him to tears.