Short prompt: Tony and Peter holding hands for the first time
Peter let’s out a soft sigh, looking up at Tony. “Mr. Stark?” He asks softly.
Tony looks up from his work, oil smeared on his forehead, right above his eyebrow. “Yeah?”
Peter swallows thickly, stepping a bit closer. “I need a little help over here. Can you hold something for me?”
Tony frowns in confusion, but puts his tools down. “Of course! What’s going on?” He walks over, holding out his hand for something to be placed in it.
Peter smiles and places his own hand in Tony’s, squeezing softly before returning back to his chemistry homework. “Thanks,” he says.
Tony blinks in confusion, staring down at their hands. “What-“
“Shh, Mr. Stark. I’m concentrating.”
Tony blinks again slowly, before a giant grin splits his face open. “Cute,” he says, kissing Peter’s cheek and pulling up a chair. “But if you wanted to hold hands, you could have just asked.”
“Yeah, but this was more fun.” He gives a cheeky grin to Tony, before turning back to his work again.
