To start off, I'd like to say that this is a father-son relationship.
Second, this was requested by @operaghost50: "Prompt 29, Spidey and Stark"
Prompt 29: "Do you ever stop eating?"
Think of this as something kinda fluffy to make up for the last one. Also, in this book Tom Holland plays Peter Parker/Spiderman.
Warning(s): None, I think
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Peter walked into the living area of Avengers Tower and collapsed on the couch, not even bothering to take his mask off. Tony entered a minute later, suit free and slightly disoriented.
"Kid? Where are you?"
"Down here, Mr. Stark," Peter replied, lazily raising a hand over the couch to signal where he was. "Do you have any food?" Tony sighed and looked around the room like he still wasn't sure where he was before swiping a hand down his face.
"Kid, I'm a genius billionaire. I eat out." Dragging himself off the couch and towards the kitchen, Peter pulled off his mask.
"I don't know, d-do you have any mac-n-cheese?" Tony chuckled behind him.
"Oh, yeah. Third cabinet, top shelf. You can't miss it, there's gotta be, like, a dozen boxes up there." Peter left the room, grumbling something about how 'you literally just said you eat out but you own so much macaroni and cheese I could fill a bathtub'.
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Around 2 o'clock that morning, Peter found himself back in the kitchen making himself a sandwich. He had found that he couldn't sleep, and decided watching some TV with a sandwich couldn't hurt. Groaning, he made his way into the living space and clicked on the television. It glowed to life, and he flicked through the channels, finally settling on some show called-
"Supernatural. Good show, not sure I'd be watching it at..." Tony trailed off, looking at his watch. "... 2 in the morning. Jesus, maybe seventy-two hours is a little long between siestas." Peter, choking on his sandwich, glanced away from the screen.
"Se-seventy-two hours?! Mr. Stark, I'd be incompetent. Maybe you should at least try to sleep?" Tony didn't respond, opting to flop down on the opposite side of the couch from Peter and watch Supernatural with him.
A few hours later, Peter (who was still unable to sleep) glanced over to see Tony, completely unconscious on the couch. Turning off the television, Peter quietly stood up and made his way back to his room, figuring that he should let Tony sleep since he hadn't slept in three whole days.
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The next time Tony and Peter saw each other was sometime the next afternoon. Peter, who was eating out of a box of chicken wings, waved hello.
"Hey, Mr. Stark," he said, extending the box. "Want a chicken wing?" Tony casually waved it off before doing a double take.
"Kid, do you ever stop eating?" Peter shook his head, but did look up to meet Tony's eyes.
"Mr. Stark, I don't mean to be rude, but you know how much I hate it when you call me kid."
"I'll stop calling you kid if you start calling me Dad."
"Can do Mr. St- Dad. Can do, Dad."
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Two one shots in as many days. I AM ON FIRE
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