𝐏𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐭 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤

Heatwave Collapse

Parings → Peter Parker x Stark! Reader

Warnings → Fainting, Heat Exhaustion, Panic, Overprotective Tony Stark, Worried Peter Parker

Summary → A tropical vacation turns chaotic when Y/n faints from heat exhaustion, sending Tony into a panic and Peter into full worry mode.

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The tropical sun hung high in the sky, bathing everything in golden warmth. The resort Tony had chosen was nothing short of luxurious-private bungalows, endless crystal-clear waters, and an infinity hot tub that overlooked the ocean.

After months of exhausting missions and back-to-back training, this was the break you needed. And having Peter and your family aka the Avengers here made it even better.

You tucked a loose strand of hair behind your ear, stepping onto the deck where the hot tub was already bubbling. Steve and Sam were chatting in the water, Natasha sipped a cocktail nearby, and Peter-your Peter-was sitting at the edge, his feet submerged, giving you that dorky, lovestruck smile.

"Finally joining us, princess?" Tony smirked from his lounge chair, sunglasses perched on his nose. "Took you long enough."

You rolled your eyes but grinned, dipping a foot into the steaming water. The contrast between the hot tub and the sun's heat made your skin tingle. You took another step in, but a wave of lightheadedness hit you hard.

The world tilted. Your vision blurred.

"You okay, kiddo?" Tony's voice cut through the haze, but before you could respond, your knees buckled.

The last thing you heard was Peter shouting your name before everything went black.

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When you came to, you were no longer by the hot tub. Instead, you were lying on a cushioned lounge chair, a cold towel pressed against your forehead. The concerned faces of the Avengers hovered over you.

"Oh, thank god," Tony exhaled, raking a shaky hand through his hair. "This is NOT how I planned our vacation."

Peter was kneeling beside you, gripping your hand tightly, eyes full of worry. "You scared the hell out of me," he murmured, pressing a kiss to your knuckles. "Don't ever do that again."

Natasha handed you a glass of water. "Heat exhaustion," she diagnosed, matter-of-fact. "Drink up."

"Okay, yeah, that's it, vacation's canceled," Tony declared, throwing his hands up.

"Dad, no-"

"Oh, hush, I'm your father, I make the rules. You're on strict hydration duty now, missy."

You groaned but took the water, knowing better than to argue. Peter still hadn't let go of your hand.

"At least let me get in the hot tub later?" You tried.

Tony narrowed his eyes. "Not a chance, kid."

Peter chuckled, finally relaxing. "Looks like we'll just have to sit by the water instead."

With a sigh, you leaned into his touch. Maybe that wasn't so bad.

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