They shared a quiet moment, each taking solace in the presence of the other. Then, as the morning sunlight streamed through the windows, illuminating the Tower’s sleek walls, Tony placed his arm around them both, pulling them close.
“You know,” he said with a soft smile, “for all the battles and challenges I’ve faced, nothing matters as much as this. Having you two with me… that’s what gives me strength.”
Morgan leaned her head against his shoulder. “We’ll always be here, Dad. You don’t have to go through anything alone.”
Peter nodded, meeting Tony’s gaze. “We’re a team. And that means we look out for each other, no matter what.”
Tony’s heart swelled with pride and gratitude. Here were his kids, strong and resilient, each with a heart bigger than anything he could have dreamed. Despite all he’d been through, they gave him a purpose beyond heroism—a family to protect and cherish.
“So,” Tony said, clearing his throat to lighten the mood, “how about a day off? Just us. No missions, no emergencies. We could grab lunch, maybe do something fun?”
Morgan’s face lit up. “Are you suggesting a Stark family day? Because I am so in!”
Peter grinned, giving a mock-salute. “Captain Peter reporting for duty, sir.”
Tony chuckled, his tension melting away as laughter filled the lounge. In that moment, surrounded by his family, he felt an unshakable sense of peace. The world might throw its worst at them, but they would face it all, side by side.
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After a quick change and a few hastily thrown-together plans, the three of them found themselves stepping out of the Tower. The fresh air was invigorating, and for a moment, it felt as if the weight of last night’s events was finally lifting.
They decided to grab brunch at a small café nearby—one that had always been bustling with people but remained surprisingly quiet in the morning hours. The barista greeted them with a knowing smile, glancing curiously at Tony before focusing on Peter and Morgan.
As they settled at a table by the window, Peter stretched, taking in the warm ambiance. “It’s been ages since we did something normal like this.”
Tony laughed. “Define ‘normal.’ I don’t know if any of us could blend in for long, but I’ll take it.” He glanced at the menu, eyes widening in surprise. “They have over a dozen kinds of pancakes here… Why wasn’t I informed of this?”
Morgan smirked. “Because, Dad, you’ve been hiding in your lab too long. We’ve got to get you out more often.”
“Maybe,” Tony mused, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. “Or maybe you two should start filling me in on the important stuff, like the best pancakes in the city.”
Peter chuckled as he picked up the menu. “Sounds like a deal. I’m just saying, the blueberry ones are legendary.”
They spent the morning swapping stories, laughing over shared memories, and planning more family outings. For the first time in what felt like forever, they were just a family—no suits, no missions, just Tony, Peter, and Morgan enjoying life’s simple pleasures.
After brunch, they wandered through Central Park. Morgan insisted on climbing every rock they passed, and Peter, eager to be a supportive big brother, followed suit, occasionally challenging her to small races. Tony watched them with amusement, his heart swelling with a warmth he couldn’t put into words.
Eventually, they found themselves sitting by the lake, watching as the late morning sun cast shimmering reflections on the water.
Tony took a deep breath, feeling the peace of the moment settle over him. “You know,” he started, his voice quiet, “moments like these remind me of what I’m fighting for. I’d do anything to keep you two safe.”
Morgan reached over and squeezed his hand. “We know, Dad. We’d do anything to protect you too.”
Peter nodded, his gaze thoughtful as he looked out at the lake. “We’re a team, remember? We face everything together.”
Tony smiled, pulling them both close once again. “I couldn’t ask for a better one.”
They stayed there for a while, basking in the sunlight and each other’s presence. The world around them was full of uncertainty and chaos, but here, in this moment, everything felt right. And they knew that no matter what came next, they had each other.
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His Protective Dad (Starker FF)
FanfictionA story of Peter Parker (Stark) and his sweet, dangerous yet loving dad Tony Stark. A story where a 16 yrs old boy loves his father dearly, who can do to make his son smile. But what happened when his dad found out about him (peter) getting bullied...
