So I was watching hoco agian. And I started thinking about a story. A building falls on Peter then he processed to fight vulture. What if the next day tony finds out from happy, then rushes to make sure Peters okay. And he's rambling and somewhere in there he mentions he loves him. So something like. "Do you know what I would do if you died. I love you, you can't leave me."
âIâm sorry he what?â Tony said, gritting his teeth as he listened to Happyâs story through the phone.
âDo you actually want me to repeat it or-â Happy said, basically feeling the negative, angry energy through the phone.
âA what fell on who?â He asked, knowing basically exactly what had gone down. Happy wouldnât bend the truth, or lie, or pull a prank like this on him. Thatâs just not something he did.
âA building collapsed,â
âAnd youâre trying to tell me that it had collapsed on Peter?â Tony said, truly trying to wrap his mind around it.
âYes,â Happy said, almost scared of what Tonyâs reaction would be.
âAnd where is he now?â
âIâm not entirely sure, probably home, or at school, or patrolling, he could be anywhere,â
Tony didnât respond, just hung up the phone and put it in his pocket, taking a few deep breaths to avoid doing something he regretted too much. Did the kid even care? Wasnât he worried what everyone would feel like if he died? Why was he even there in the first place? In the position to get an entire building collapsed on him? He wasnât indestructible and he knew that so why was the damn kid being so fucking stupid?
Multiple thoughts were rushing through Tonyâs head. Obviously he couldnât not say anything to Peter, because even though Tony has told the kid multiple times to not be a complete fucking dumbass, apparently he still needed to hear it more. Maybe it was a waste of Tonyâs breath, but one day the kid was going to get it through his thick skull that he was being a complete fucking idiot and realize he needs to start being careful.
Tony decided the best way to talk to him would be waiting until the kid got home, and if he was already there, then that just meant this would go by a little faster. After taking a few deep breaths, he called Happy back.
âCan you come get me?â He asked. âI need a ride to Peterâs,â
âWhat are you gonna do, Tony?â Happy asked, getting ready to pick Tony up nonetheless.
âIâm going to go talk to the kid. What else? He canât keep doing this, heâs going to die, and I donât know what Iâd do if that happened. I mean, I took the kids suit away and it hasnât stopped him in the slightest. Itâs getting so frustrating,â
âI mean, he is a teenager after all. Thatâs kind of what they do, Tony,â
Tony cringed at the word teenager. He needed to get that through his head. Teenager. Barely legal. A kid. A child. Not someone you should think about in any other way than platonic.
âI know, Happy, but most kids drink and smoke, and do reckless dumb shit thatâs dangerous, but not get buildings to fall on them, and class A criminals chasing after them,â
Happy was basically in the car now. âYeah, yeah, but still,â He said. âI donât think you going down there and yelling is going to stop him from doing it. His mindâs pretty set on saving the world, being a what was it? Friendly neighborhood spider man?â
âI canât just do nothing, Happy, heâs going to get himself killed,â
Happy sighed, at a loss of what to say. âCan you send me your location?â
âYes, hurry please,â Tony was currently leaving some conference with some company when Happy had called him. He quickly sent the location to Happy after hanging up the phone.
While he waited for him, he couldnât help but pace. The sun was beating down on him and his thoughts were rushing a thousand miles per hour. People walking by probably thought he was a madman, and hell, maybe he was, but right now, he just couldnât care about what other people thought, because he was so fucking worried? Angry? Concerned? Fuck, Tony couldnât even tell you what he was feeling. It was just one big cluster fuck.
When he saw the familiar car with the familiar person driving said car, he quickly rushed over to it, opening the back door, hoping in, and slamming it shut.
âAs fast as you can,â Was all he said as he pulled out his phone. He had a tracking device on Peterâs suit, but not on Peterâs anything else. Nonetheless, he pulled up the app that told him where Peterâs suit was, in hopes of knowing something, but no luck at all. The suit was where Tony had left it.
âYou need to calm down,â Happy said, seeing the distress on his friend face increase.
âCalm down?â Tony laughed, throwing his head back and leaning it against the back of the seats. âCalm down?â He repeated. âHow the hell am I supposed to calm down?â He was laughing hysterically at this point. Shit. Maybe he really was going mad. âJesus Christ,â He mumbled under his breath, closing his eyes, and trying to take Happyâs advice and calm down, even though he knew his attempts were futile.
âI shouldâve let him keep the suit,â
âWhat?â Happy said, taking a glimpse at Tony, who looked a mess, through the rear-view mirror, before diverting his eyes back to the road.
âIf I had just let him keep the suit, he wouldâve had better protection, maybe he couldâve escaped before the building escaped, or hell, maybe he couldâve even stopped it from collapsing all together-â
âDonât do that to yourself,â Happy stopped. âItâs not your fault the kid decided to meddle in something larger than he could handle, heâs reckless, not dumb. He knew it was a bad idea, but he went for it anyway, nothing about it is your fault,â
Tony knew that was supposed to reassure him, but it didnât. He didnât respond and jsut left himself to his thoughts for the rest of the drive over to Peterâs apartment. When Happy parked, it stopped Tonyâs train of thought, and he opened the door, thanking Happy.
He walked into the lobby, to the elevator and onto Peteâs floor. Once he got to the door, he knocked. Someone might answer. May was probably working, but Peter, depending on what shape he was in, was either at school or home, or patrolling. If that kid was patrolling right now Tony might actually have a heart attack.
After waiting a minute or so, he heard the door unlock, then the door opened and revealed Peterâs face. Once he saw it was Tony at the door, he opened it wider. âOh, hello Mister Stark, why are you here?â
Tony just stared down at him, his face expressionless. He wasnât sure what he was feeling. Was he relieved? Upset? He was relieved to some extent, sure. Peter wasnât horribly injured, not that he could see right away. There a nasty bruise on his arm that he hadnât covered up. Tony didnât want to know the other injuries that could be hiding behind Peterâs clothing.
âI mean, not like I donât want to see you or anything,â Peter began to ramble on. âBut itâs kind of weird for you to just show up- actually no itâs not- you tend to just show up a lot actually, kind of creepy sometimes- I mean not that youâre creepy or anything-â
âCan I come in?â Tony asked, still trying to sort out his emotions.
âOh, yeah, sorry of course,â Peter said, side-stepping so Tony could get through.
Once Tony was inside he looked around. âIs it just you?â
âWha? Oh yeah, Mayâs at work,â He said. Tony glanced at him and it didnât take a genius to realize the boy was antsy, he kept balling his fists, wiping them on his jeans, even the way he was standing made it obvious the boy wasnât doing too great.
âSo, what have you been up too recently?â
âOh, you know, Mister Stark, same olâ stuff,â
âStaying out of trouble?â Tony said, directing his attention from around the apartment back to Peter, making direct eye contact while quirking a brow.
âUh, for, for the most part, ya, yeah,â He said, laughing nervously.
âReally?â Tony says, staring Peter down, noticing how the boy is getting even more nervous.
âYa, Yeah, whyâd you ask,â
âOh no reason, say, whereâd ya get that bruise on your arm,â Tony said, stepping forward, carefully grabbing Peterâs arm and holding it up, showcasing the painful-looking bruise on his arm, observing it further. It was a deep purple. Itâs what you would expect a bruise to look like if it was caused by rubble falling on your body.
âMister Stark, I have a feeling you know something,â
âHm, do you now? So I guess you really arenât dumb,â
âI gotta say Iâm a little confused Mister Stark, I-â
âSo if youâre not an idiot, I donât know why youâd go chasing after criminals, and then get an entire fucking building to fall on you,â
Peterâs jaw dropped. âI mean, I didnât get it to fall on me, someone else broke it I was just, I uh- I was in the way of it,â There was a short pause. âIt was kind of a lesson, if I remember correctly, it really wasnât all that bad,â Peter was rambling at this point. Tony released his arm gently and looked him in the eye.
âWhy do you keep doing this to yourself, kid?â
âI, um-â
âYou canât keep letting yourself be put in harmâs way!â
âI was fine! I swear Mister Stark, I had it under control! I mean, sort of, I didnât plan for it to happen the way it did, or anything, I didnât plan for the building to fall on me, duh, but I knew basically what I was doing! And I got out of it, nothing bad happened it was fine,â
âFor one, me and you have different definitions of fineââ
Peter tried to cut Tony off, but he kept talking.
âSecondly, even if that was considered âfineâ, one day, youâre not going to be so lucky, youâre not going to get out, and then who knows what will happen. You could get injured, you could die. Do you even care? This is your life weâre talking about, Pete,â
âBut Iâm fine!â Peter yelled, he didnât know why he was yelling, but he was getting mad at how Tony would just swoop in and yell at him for doing things Tony wouldâve done if it meant saving someone. Why was it any different when he did it?
âOnce again!â Tony was also raising his voice now. âWe have two completely different definitions of fine!â Tony reached forward and grabbed his arm again, holding it up. âItâs a bruise this time, but what about next time? And donât say it wonât ever happen again because this isnât the first time! You keep putting yourself in these dangerous situations, without caring what happens to you, or what other people are going to do when you get hurt, youâre just being reckless, Peter,â
âTry and tell me you wouldnât do the same thing!â Peter yelled, yanking his arm away. It hurt a lot, but he wouldnât admit that. Especially not to Tony.
âItâs different, kid,â
âTell me, howâs it different?â
âI donât know kid, it just is, okay?â
âNo!â Peter yelled. âItâs not okay, you wouldâve done the same thing in that situation! And you canât sit here and look me in my face that you wouldnât because we both know thatâs bullshit,â
âPeter-â
âNo, Tony, Itâs B-S!â
âPeter listen to me, you canât keep doing this!â Tony was trying to avoid the âyou would do it too,â because yes, he would. He was dumb and reckless as well, but thatâs a subject for another time.
âGod,â Peter said, exasperated. He ran his fingers through his hair and through them back down to his sides. âWhy are you so concerned with every little thing I do? I donât see you riding up anyone elseâs ass about this, itâs only me,â
âThatâs not true,â Tony said, slightly throwing his head back. It wasnât true was it? Think, Tony, think of an example come on- âWanda, Iâm always concerned about her,â
âNo, you were concerned when the papers were being signed because she was seen as a weapon, itâs different and you know that, so why are you so concerned with me? Concerned with how I save lives, how I save people, how I defeat bad guys? Do you like adding to the stress level I have to deal with in those situations? Do you want me to be fighting and think âOh, damn Mister Starkâs gonna be pissed, I should stop and let everyone else handle it,â
âTo some extent, kid, Yes I do. I want you to think, I donât want you plunging into battle without a second thought of the people who care about you!â
Peter didnât respond. It felt like the breath was taken out of his lungs. He had so much he wanted to say but he just couldnât.
âWhat would Ned feel? What would May feel? Do you think about that at all? How theyâd feel if you died? Or got hurt? Held hostage?â
âI-â Peter began, but Tony cut him off.
âI mean, Jesus Christ kid, what about me? Do you know what I would do if you died? Iâd be devastated. I love you, Peter, and as selfish as it might be, you canât leave me. I canât live in a world that youâre not in. And it hurts me to feel that way, it really does, but I canât stop it. And so I have to watch as you constantly put yourself in harmâs way, and itâs killing me, Peter,â
Peter listened as Tony poured his heart out and he was shocked to say the least. He noticed how his jaw had dropped slightly, and instantly closed it.
âItâs like you donât even care-â
It happened in a flash. Tony saw Peter stepping closer, bouncing up on his toes to make himself taller, and then he felt Peterâs soft lips against his. Tony was shocked for the first few seconds, obviously. However, he was able to gather his thoughts enough to start kissing back and place his hands on Peterâs hips and pull him closer.
Tony wasnât sure who initiated the tongue kissing, but he was sure thankful it happened. It was hot and messy and Tony shouldnât be getting excited by how inexperienced Peter obviously was, but the dirty reality was that it just made it all the better.
Every other thought of Tonyâs was pushed away and all he could think of was Peter. Peterâs tongue. Peterâs body against his. Peterâs soft skin. Peterâs lips. Peterâs hands that were tangling themselves in his hair. Peter.
Unfortunately, you canât kiss forever because of this pesky little thing called: oxygen.
âSorry,â Peter said, not breaking eye contact and his face flushed red.
âWhy are you apologizing?â
âIâm not entirely sure, but probably because of the fight, or the fact I kissed you, or-â
Tony cut him off. âThat took some guts, I couldâve meant it all platonically,â
âYeah, I thought about that but then,â Peter tilted his head, the corner of his mouth quirking up. âI decided it was worth the risk,â
Tony couldnât help but smile. This kind of risk was a risk he didnât mind Peter taking.
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