Peter wasn't pouting.
He wasn't.
He just had his arms crossed, with his lips stuck out and frown on his face. That wasn't pouting.
Peter Parker Does not pout.
He is totally pouting. Tony poked his cheek lightly with his finger as he carried the toddler around to the front room, Tony had just taken some blood from the him and given the team enough time to drop off all the furniture and clothes. Peter caught sight of footie pajama's, overalls, hoodies and other clothes. Not only that but he'd seen a mountain of toy's and 'changing supplies' moved around as he arrived. Peter was going to throw a fit and Tony was trying to defuse it.
"Come on Pete, it's not that bad." He coo'd and flinched when Peter turned with a glare on his face. "Ok, maybe it is bad but think of it this way. Right now you are surrounded by the earth's mightiest hero's. You're able to relax and let the adults take care of things without feeling the need to help." Tony pauses seeing he wasn't getting through and smiles gently at Peter. "Plus we can make some memories, you. Me. Pep. One big, dysfunctional family" He coo's a little, smiling a little as Peter gives a sheepish smile.
"...Pin'y swe'r?" He asked holding a tentative pinky up to Tony, who smiled and returned the jester.
"Pinky swear" He promises, Peter gives a sweat smile. A soft coo makes both males freeze and turn to see Pepper snapping a picture. Tony rolls his eyes at the sight and grins. "Hey Mama bear, wanna hold the little monster whilst I look for a outfit for him?" He asks holding Peter out by his armpits. Peter glared and squirmed in annoyance.
"Oh I could never say no to that diapered butt" She teased and took him in her arms, a slight patt to said area made the boy flush darkly. "You are adorable" She concludes, giving his cheek a kiss. Peter pushes away and she comes back for the other. Planting kisses all over Peter's face as Tony looks through the clothes, Peter's whines and slight giggles are music to the couples ears.
Tony soon settled on a red vest with a small train on it that read 'I choo choo-choose you' and a pair of thin shorts as the weather had been pretty hot for the last couple of days.He grabbed a pair of Iron Man socks to go with the outfit and smiled. Peter hadn't noticed as Pepper continued to assault his face with kisses.
"Mwah!" She finished seeing Tony hold up the clothes. She smiled warmly at him and held the giggling boy in her arms. "Look at you, wearing daddy's face on your feet. Gonna walk all over him if you keep being this cute" She declared and Peter tried hard to look mad, he really did but he was still a giggly mess from the kisses.
"Look at that red little face, some ones having fun" Tony smiled gently and took Peter from Pepper's hold, she whined a little and Tony just smirked at her. "If you like holding him so much you can be on permanent diaper duty" He threatened and she just smirked back at him.
"I don't know Tones, he apparently had a fun game of 'break Sam's arm' earlier when they first got it on him" She smirked as Tony was snapping the vest in place, Peter was now being laid on the sofa so he could get shorts and socks on, Peter's face had gone a vibrant red as he read the words on the vest and groaned. "I'm flattered that you choo choo choose me Pete" She quipped and almost died from the look of annoyance and embarrassment on his face.
"Pep come on you're making him all squirmy" Tony argued, popping the shorts on the kicking legs of tiny Peter Parker was something Tony now wanted to call an Olympic sport. The grand prize being that Peter would be adorable at the end. Tony grabbed a hold of his legs and reached for the socks.
"Noooo" Peter's voice rang out, wiggling in his hold. Tony almost lost his grip on the boy and huffed.
"Pete-" He starts to talk to him but Peter wasn't having it, managing to get a foot out of Tony's grasp he shouts again.
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Oh Baby
FanfictionPeter is just having a bad day. Nothing is going his way. And now here he is, diapered, cuddled and coo'd at by his team and dad. Nothing is going his way! Sequel to Such a Dad. Part two of - Peter's new life