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The aftermath was hell.
No one knew exactly where to put that many people. No one knew how to handle that many people from a different pack.
And none of Tony’s old pack knew how to handle a world they never met before. Tony knew what they went through. It must be even more strange for them than for Tony. At least Jarvis had always made sure that Tony at least had a bit of freedom.
But at last, everyone found a home, be it permanent or temporary. He knew that Wanda and Pietro moved into a small house just a bit outside of the town (and everyone knew how Pietro blushed when Thor or Bruce gave him another courting gift).
Scott had found a new home, strangely, with Logan and Scott. Telling Tony he wasn’t ready just like that for the new world that got presented to him. That it was already a million times better than before. And Scott, Logan’s mate, loved it to have another kid to dote on (Logan too. But everyone knew that he pretended that he didn’t care anyway).
It wasn’t until almost two months later, everything somehow started to work. And another month until Tony almost got a heart attack because Wade appeared in front of him and just… smelling…
“You smell like a Beta.” Tony exclaimed, bringing probably the biggest grin to Wade’s face he had ever seen.
“Yes! Woke up like this yesterday and then… it just…” Wade said, and Tony, strangely, understood. Only then he saw the big, angry bite mark over Wade’s scent glands.
“I see Creed’s fine with it?”
Wade snorted and grabbed himself a cup of shitty coffee from the garage machine.
“Who couldn’t be when they have this fine piece of ass at home?” Wade said, just being Wade before taking a deep breath.
“So, what about your Alphas? And seriously, both? Some of us could get jealous.”
“No, they couldn’t.”
“No, I wouldn’t. If you’re waiting for both of them, they are in Steve’s office.”
And this was how Tony stood in front of Steve’s office, being nervous because he didn’t know what to do. He had never offered a mating. Well, to Bucky and Steve, sure, but never… when it got serious.
He took a deep breath and knocked, barely taking his hand down before Bucky had ripped the door open.
“Don’t you have your own job?” Tony asked.
“Nah. Brats only need me after the second period. You though…”
“James Buchanan Barnes!” Steve bellowed from his desk and Tony could swear he could hear Wade cackle somewhere.
“Sorry, I just.. you smell absol…”
“I would like to take a few days off for my next heat and request a few days in addition for a bonding.” Tony rushes to interrupt.
“If… I mean, if you still want to.”
Tony squeaked when he got pulled inside by Bucky, getting a piece of paper handed by Steve.
“Fill that in, I need to have it in case someone asks questions, it’s a clause for mated colleagues.” Steve said and opened the door again.
“Wade, you have the garage for about two weeks, starting in ten minutes!”
Tony blinked and then took the clause, smiling happily. He may have ended in one of the strangest packs existing - but he would never want to go somewhere else.