Irondad & Spiderson - Marvel Oneshot

Ruined dinner

Peter Parker was once again out as Spiderman. He had already saved a cat, helped an old lady cross the street, and stopped a bike thief, currently, he was hiding in the shadows about to stop a mugger from stealing a man's watch and wallet.

"Hey, Mr criminal! It's not very nice to steal from other people" Peter said as he jumped down right behind the mugger.

"Fuck off before I squash you with my boot," the criminal said while turning around. Before Peter could come up with a witty comeback the mugger started charging right at him, knife in hand. His spidey sense started tingling, and he got away last minute, the criminal still running forward, almost causing him to trip. He attacked again, and the same thing happened. This went on for a bit of time. Suddenly Peter felt a stabbing pain in his lower abdomen but quickly dismissed the feeling, and soon after got the mugger webbed up to a wall.

The victim had left a long time ago too scared to stay, which Peter couldn't blame him for. After Peter had Karen contact the police he swung away leaving the criminal alone. He had somehow made his way out of Queens and into Manhattan, so it was quite a long swing home.

"You have a deep stab wound in your lower abdomen, Peter, I would recommend seeking medical help," Karen told him.

"I'm fine Karen, it doesn't even hurt right now" That wasn't a total lie, it hurt a bit but the adrenalin definitely helped a ton.

He hadn't even gotten halfway before he once again felt pain in his abdomen, the pain was becoming worse as he was swinging. He looked down and saw a big blood stain. He quickly landed on the nearest roof to get a better look at it. It was way deeper than normal, and he definitely needed stitches. He was also becoming a bit lightheaded.

"You are losing a lot of blood. Do you want me to call Mr Stark?" Peter thought about it for a bit, it was starting to hurt a lot and he could really use some of those superhuman painkillers. In the end, he decided he was close enough to just swing to the tower.

"No it's fine Karen I'm just gonna swing there," and that he did.

_ - * - _

All of the Avengers sat at a long table enjoying a late dinner together. They had made it a tradition to always eat together on Thursdays and enjoyed some good old team building. They were currently laughing over a lame joke Clint came up with when they heard a loud sound coming from the living room, almost sounding like a person falling to the floor.

The superheroes were quick on their feet ready to take on whatever enemy they might find. They didn't expect to walk into Spiderman getting up from the floor while pulling off his mask.

"Hey guys" Peter slurred while scratching his neck. They all looked at him confused, of course, they loved when Peter visited but he rarely came over unannounced.

"Hey Pete, are you okay?" Tony said while slowly walking towards him, then noticed the big blood stain and rushed over.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Juss a crimnal. Knife said swoosh swoosh." Okay so definitely not okay Tony thought. He picked up the light teenager turning towards the team.

"Bruce, lab. Now." Tony said hurrying towards the elevator with Bruce beside him, the Avengers right in tow.

"Try to stay awake bambino" Tony whispered while looking down at his, no the kid. Peter looked up at him.

"You h've nice eyes mrster Stark, '' Peter slurred before leaning his head on the man's chest, closing his eyes.

"Don't sleep yet, kid."

"Okay Mr. Stark" and then he did exactly what he shouldn't do and fell asleep.

_ - * - _

When Peter woke up hours later it was to a light snoring coming from the left. He looked down to see a hand cradling his. When he finally looked to his left it was to see Mr Stark sitting in his chair, sleeping.

He almost didn't wake him up, but figured he would be in more trouble if he didn't, even though Peter was still extremely tired.

"Mr Stark. Mr. Starrrk." He said while shaking him lightly.

"Tony!"

"I'm awake!" The man half yelled while jumping up from his seat. He frantically looked around before setting his eyes on Peter.

"Peter! You're awake. Thank god, I was so worried" He then dived into a hug. At first, Peter was shocked it wasn't that they didn't hug, just that normally when they did it was a quick side one, or when they had movie nights and Peter was slowly drifting off. It didn't take him long though to return it. Then Tony pulled back with a stern look.

"You are in big trouble young man," Tony said, pulling his best disappointed dad look.

"You are lucky your injury isn't worse than it is. You could have been seriously harmed, Peter! Why didn't you call me when this happened?"

"I didn't think it was that bad. I'm sorry" Peter said looking down at his fingers playing with the blanket.

"Geez Peter" At that he looked up at the man with tired eyes.

"No, stop, don't do that. Don't give me the puppy eyes, you know I can't do anything against those" Peter only looked even more innocent at that, not even doing it on purpose.

"Fine! I won't be mad at you any longer as long as you promise to call me if you get hurt in the future. I don't care how small the injury is, just call me and we can assess it together"

"Yes! Thank you, Mr. Stark"

"And don't call me Mr. Stark, it makes me feel old"

"Okay Mr. Sta- Tony" Peter said, cringing at calling his mentor/Father figure by his first name.

"Now scoot over kid" Peter did as he was told, and Tony laid down beside him, Peter cradling into him.

"Don't scare me like that ever again tesoro" Tony whispered and kissed his forehead.

"I love you, Dad," He whispered back, falling asleep. Tony almost cried right then and there.

"I love you too."

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