Pairings: Peter x Reader, Platonic Peter x Morgan

Warnings: stright fluff

Pepper has to go on a confrence trip and is taking Happy with her leaving you and Peter to baby sit little Morgan.

I been wanting to write this for a straight minute 😭 hope you guys enjoy

You and Peter watch from the doorframe as you see Morgan give her mom and Happy one last hug. You walk up behind the little girl and pick her up, bringing her inside to watch the jet lift off into the sky.

Once the jet is out of sight the little girl runs off to the room she has at the compound starting back up her tea party.

You place a comforting hand on Peters shoulder. “Everything’s gonna be okay Peter.” You understood why he was nervous, this was your first time taking care the almost 5 year old for a whole night.

Pepper had left a list of everything that needs to be done for her bedtime routine and things to do over the weekend as she was away at a business conference.

Even though both you and Peter had your fair share of baby sitting the little Stark, she was still kind of shy around both of you (more Peter than you though).

You both hear little feet running down the hall and you feel a small hand tugging on your sleeve. Kneeling down to be Morgan’s level, she leans forward and goes to whisper in your ear.

“Can you come to my tea party? Captain flappers was being mean to Darrel and now she won’t come to my tea party.” The small girl stops back and you see her holding the small stuff penguin (Captain Flappers) and a small hedgehog (Darrel).

You stood up and look at Peter and he gives you a small smile. “Go to the tea party, I should be able to get her dinner ready alright on my own.” You give him a smile and quickly kiss his cheek before looking down at the small brunette child.

“Why I would love to Miss. Stark. In fact, it would be an honor.” Grabbing your hand the child leads you to her room where she has a little play table set up with a play tea set up and little chairs. You knew in a few years these tea parties are gonna turn into lab sessions most likely.

Although she was just 4, Morgan was very bright, seeing who her parents are. You two play tea party for a bit till you look at time seeing it’s time to give Morgan dinner.

“Oh how I adored our tea party Miss. Stark but unfortunately I must go as it is a certain little ladies dinner time.” Morgan pouts at the fact that the game she had much fun playing was coming to an end.

You reach your hand out to her but she reaches her arms up indicating that she wants to be carried. “Why don’t we go see what Peter cooked up yeah?” “Okie.”

Walking to the kitchen Morgan lays her head on your shoulder and you already knew putting the young child to sleep will be a breeze especially how she missed her nap today on the drive over here.

You place Morgan down at the table helping her in one of the seats and sees Peter bring out a small dish of Mac and cheese with dinosaur nuggets. “Can I have some ketchup please?” Grabbing it from the kitchen you toss it to Peter and he opens it pouring some into the dish by the nuggets. She mummbles a thank you not looking peter in the face.

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“Hey Morgan can I ask you a question?” She hums in response as she has two of her toys play in her lap as as you sit behind her brushing out her slight damp hair before bed.

“Why are you shy around Peter?” “Because he reminds me of daddy.” You stop brushing her hair. “How?” “He talks like him sometimes especially when he gets really happy like daddy did with his magic table. He’s also really smart like him and likes juice pops. I asked daddy if he was my big brother and daddy said something like that but then he looked really sad.” The young girl says shrugging her shoulders and going back to her toys in her lap.

You finish up brushing her hair as you process this new information. You always knew Tony saw Peter as a son, everyone saw it, but you didn’t know he had talked to Morgan about him. You put down her brush and looked down at the phone seeing a incoming call from Happy coming in.

“Morgan go pick out a book for your story okay I’ll be right back.” Nodding she slides off the bed and head to her little bookcase as you walk out of her room and pass the little living room like area seeing Peter sitting on the couch watching tv and walks into your room.

Back in Morgan’s room, she goes to pull out one of her favorite books but sees a black spider resting on the bottom of the book staring right back at her.

Morgan wasn’t really afraid of spiders as she always found some in her little tent back home but that didn’t mean she liked them. Stepping back in shook her head in disgust and ran out into the little living room area and found the best person she knew for the job.

Spider-Man.

“Peter.” Peter heard a small voice calling from him and he looked up to see the small child looking him holding Darell the hedgehog. “There’s a spider.” “Do you want me to get Y/N?” Peter asks her knowing she’s not really all that comfortable with him yet.

She shook her head no and pointed at him. “I want you.” She goes over and grabs Peter's hand and leads him into her room with much of his amazement leading right to the creature.

Peter chuckles at the small creature that Morgan is avoiding like the plague. He goes out into the bathroom and grabs a little water cup and a tissue, goes opens a window and scoops the spider into the cup covering it with the tissue and goes back to the window shaking the spider out and the closing the window back then throwing away his tools.

He washes his hands then goes back into Morgan’s room seeing her already in bed with the book next to her. “Can you read to me?” Peter tried not to look shocked at the young girls sudden affection towards him and nods his head climbing into bed next to her and starting to read.

By the time you finished your call 10 minutes later you, walking back to Morgan’s room you wondered why it was so quiet.

Pushing open her room door slowly you see her and Peter cuddling up together, both mouths slightly open little soft snore coming out (mostly from Peter), with a book in his hand and a hedgehog in hers looking like a perfect pair of siblings.

Smiling you take a quick picture and send it to Pepper. Pepper replies saying how while you guys were gone by the snap, Tony will always tell Morgan stories about Peter and being Spider-Man and how their so much alike it’s kind of scary.

It wasn’t uncommon for Stiles to wake himself up screaming, after his mother died. He got frequent nightmares, his imagination overactive and vicious. His father thought it was just another nightmare that had him screaming and crying, and being used to this, he maybe didn’t go to Stiles as soon as he should have. Until he heard his son start screaming for him. 

He got out of bed and ran to Stiles’ room, eyes wide, looking for any signs of danger. There was none, just Stiles writhing on the bed in agony. 

“It burns- I don’t-I don’t know what h-h-happening!” he said, voice high. He pulled up his shirt to see the soulmark on his hip, barely able to see past the tears filling his eyes. It was like tar that had been set on fire, burning away, black leaving silver-white in it’s wake. Like an old scar.

Stiles’ skin was hot to the touch when John touched the mark, angry red like he’d been burned. 

“Dad-what-” Stiles clenched his eyes shut as another wave of agony hit him, like fire curling through his blood. It was more than just his soulmark, now. And on the backs of his eyelids, he saw something. A brief image, there and gone in a second, but he knew what-who-it was. “He’s dying,” Stiles sobbed at the same time his dad’s phone started ringing in the other room. 

“That’s-that’s for him, it has to be, dad go, go, you have to save him please-please save him.” 

“Son, I’m not leaving you-”

“You have to!” 

Stiles, with newfound strength, pulled himself out of bed and onto shaking legs, dragging his dad with him, pushing him out of the room and back to his own. He looked like a wreck, clothes and hair askew, face red and blotchy, stained with tears, his expression still contorted in pain, breathing hard. He looked like he was on the brink of a panic attack, holding on only through sheer strength of will.

John reluctantly got dressed in his uniform, knowing it had to be more than coincidence that he was called just when it looked like Stiles’ soulmate was dying-or at the very least in danger. 

“You call me if you need anything, son,” he said, crushing his skinny, trembling boy to him in a hug.

“Go save him dad,” Stiles said.

“I’ll do what I can.” 

It wasn’t until the sheriff was in his cruiser and on the way to the Hale house that he realizes Stiles had been referring to his soulmate as a ‘he’. He stepped on the gas, flooring it as that realization proved to him Stiles was right.

Back at home, Stiles curled up on the couch with a glass of milk and his moms favorite blanket, breathing through the pain emanating from his mark. It still felt like his skin was melting away, but not as bad as it had; he could only hope that meant his soulmate was out of the fire. 

He kept his shirt rucked up, watching his fading mark intently. Hardly any of the thin black lines were left, the mark almost completely faded to raised silver scars. 

“Please be okay,” he whispered, tracing his mark, hoping his soulmate could feel him the way he’d felt the fire. 

The next day Stiles is showing up at the hospital, exhausted after not sleeping a second, to finally meet his soulmate. He knows now that it’s Peter Hale. 

Waiting outside the room, blocking him from entering, is Peter’s family. Some of them, anyway. The three Hale siblings that Stiles kind of knows because Cora is in her class are looking shell-shocked, Derek on the brink of a breakdown like he thinks it’s all his fault. And with them is Talia, looking concerned but steadfast. And strangely none of them are injured, even though Stiles could have sworn he heard that they’d been in the house when it went up in flame. 

“Ah, you must be Stiles,” Talia said when she noticed Stiles standing a few yard away, shifting unsurely. “I hear we have you to thank for saving my brother’s life.”

“Um...”

“How are you feeling, dear?”

Terrible. Exhausted. Hollowed-out. “Fine. Uh, yeah, fine-is he okay? He’s going to be okay, right?” Talia smiled kindly at him, reaching out and gesturing for Stiles to come closer. Stiles did, letting her take his hand and lead him over to sit down.

“He was badly burned, but I believe he will make a full recovery.”

“Thank God.” Stiles’ shoulders sagged in relief, and he felt like crying again for a whole new reason. His soulmate-Peter-was going to be okay. 

“Do you want to see him?”

“Can I?”

“He’s sedated right now, but I’m sure he’d love to meet you when he wakes up.”

Stiles barely paused to say thank you before he was up and across the hall, walking into Peter’s room. He was almost afraid to meet him after all these years, but then he brushed that thought aside. 

It was dark inside, so Stiles couldn’t really see him. But he knew by the way his mark pulsed with life that Peter really was his soulmate. 

Later, the sheriff came to get Stiles after being told by Melissa he was hanging out in Hale’s room. Before he could collect the teen, though, he was stopped by Talia who was just coming out of the room. She smiled, recognizing him. 

“Sheriff, it’s good to see you.”

“You too, Alpha Hale. Stiles in there?”

“Yes. He’s sleeping now; hasn’t left Peter’s side since this morning. You’ve got a great kid there.” 

“Yeah, I do.” The sheriff sighed, looking at the closed door. “Is your brother okay?”

“Yes, he is. I suspect he woke up for a little while earlier while I was taking the kids home. Stiles was looking much more relaxed when I came back.”

“Last night was hard on him. He looked like I was gonna tell him Peter was dead when I came home; cried for an hour when I said we got there in time.”

“Have you told him about us?”

“No. I didn’t know it was Peter until last night, so I never saw reason to. I wouldn’t be surprised if he’s already found out, though.”

“Her certainly is a bright boy. I’m sure if he hasn’t realized yet, he will when Peter gets discharged in a month.” 

- they will put Daniel/Isaac in the opening credits

- they will do promo photoshoot for Keahu/Danny