Spiderman and Starks Daughter

Dad's Death Stare

(Tony Starks POV) 

We arrived at the spot where Veronica and Peter were at. Peter was in bad shape so I told Veronica to get him away from there and back to the hotel. 

Once we fought off the machines men things, we went back to the hotel to check on the two kids. By the way, the machine men were a total lame rip off of one of my designs that never really got produced back before I disbanded the whole weapons operation. 

When we got back to the hotel I ran to Veronica's hotel room and burst in hoping that everything was ok, but they weren't in there. So I ran out of her room and opened the door to Peter's room. 

(Peter's POV)

I continued to passionately kiss Veronica. I had wanted to kiss her for so long now, and by the way she was kissing me back longing for more made me think that she also had wanted to do this for a long time. Well, maybe not as long as I have. 

There was barely any space between us. I was pushing her hard against the wall and she was pressing her body into mine. At this point her hands were tangled in my hair. Kissing her just felt so right. 

It seemed as though we had been making out for an hour, and a just a few seconds at the same time when we heard the door to Veronica's room crash open.

(Veronica's POV)

My hands were tangled in his hair. Our bodies were pressed so close together, but I only wish that they could be even closer, even though we were as close as you could possibly be without, well, doing it. 

Suddenly we heard the door to my room bang open and a large number of feet running into it. Peter quickly put me down. We both looked at each other, both a little scared. But not because we thought it had been the machine men, but because we knew it was the Avengers. Thank god, they went into my room first! Or they would have seen Peter and I violently making out. Yikes! Talk about getting in trouble with my dad! He's always been wildly over protective.

He ran and grabbed a shirt and through it on and I picked up a cloth and started to re clean the little gash on his face so it looked like we were being completely innocent. 

"Here, let me pretend to be cleaning ur face." He didn't say anything and just obeyed.

Just as I started to dab his already clean wound the Avengers came bursting in. Followed by loud bursts of happiness that we were ok, questions, and hugs. No one seemed to suspect anything. Peter and I looked at each other quickly and he gave me a look of relief which made me giggle. 

"We are going home now, and figuring out why we were setup, why they wanted you two, and who hacked my system! I want to know now!" My dad barked angrily. He looked pissed. Not at us, but at himself and our opponent, I knew that he felt like he had let me down. Even though it wasn't his fault. 

Nobody argued and everyone grabbed their stuff and was in the jet within the next 15 minutes. We all piled in and took off for New York. 

The beginning of the plane ride was tough, Thor was destroying the kitchen looking for pop tarts. His booming voice asking repeatedly where they were. Dad and Steve got into a fight about how to go about solving the matter at hand. Bucky and Sam were in a very heated game of War, arguing that the other cheated, so overtime they made me shuffle the deck. Natasha and Bruce were getting into some very serious obvious flirting, and when Wanda called them out on it they started arguing with her saying that they were just friends. And, Vision kept floating in and out of the airplane as he pleased. 

Peter and I sat on a couch in the back of the plane watching it all go down. Peter looked pretty beat. His energy was depleting fast. He was trying not to show it but I could tell that the battle had taken almost all of his energy, not to mention that right after we got into a very heavy make out session. His eye wasn't getting that bad, however I could tell his shoulder was hurting him really badly. When Thor was done searching for pop tarts that weren't there he started yelling at Bucky about lord knows what and Peter gave me a look of despair. I mouthed to him just give it 5 minutes, and he just looked at me confused but didn't question it. He really was wiped out. He just looked back at the Avenger night mare playing itself out in a bit of a daze. Why did my dad have to send all the other aircraft back to the Avengers compound? Sure enough though, 5 minutes later my dad went into a different part of the plane with Bruce to get to solving. Steve and Bucky started watching a movie Wanda and Vision cuddled up by the TV pretending to watch but really were just looking into each others eyes (And they tell people they don't like each other that way. Please.) Thor took a nap in one of the bunk beds. Sam started playing video games. And Natasha took the other bunk, but just stared at the ceiling. 

Peter gave we an impressed 'wow you were right' look and I giggled. God he was so cute!

(Peter's POV)

Traveling with the Avengers was a nightmare. I looked over at Veronica and she mouthed, "Just give it 5 minutes." I was super confused, but was too tired to say anything.

I was also trying not to show Veronica that I was in pain, I didn't want her to think I was weak.

Sure enough 5 minutes later the whole crew suddenly became quite. I looked at her very impressed. She obviously knew these guys really well. She giggled at my shocked/impressed expression. I smiled back, her laugh was so adorable. I stared into her big beautiful hazel eyes. And she stared into my brown ones. We stayed like that for awhile, but I started to get more and more tired.  I think she could tell.

(Veronica's POV)

I stared into Peter's chocolate brown eyes and he stared into my hazel ones, we stayed like that for what seemed like a lifetime, and a lifetime well spent at that. Eventually, his eyes began to droop and I could tell he needed rest.

"You can rest your head on my lap if you'd like." I whispered careful not to disturb the peace.

He seemed very uneasy at first, but he nodded and slowly laid his head down onto my lap. 

(Peter's POV)

She offered for me to lay my head on her lap, which I took. I slowly leaned down. As I began to fall asleep I started to feel her gently playing with my hair. It felt nice, her soft touch. I slowly began to drift to sleep, feeling safe and comfortable. There was no place I would have rather been. 

(Veronica's POV)

After a few minutes of him just laying on my lap I began to gently play with his hair. At first He tensed up a little for a second, which made me silently giggle at how cute he was. It didn't take him long to relax again. I continued to play with his adorable brown locks, which were just perfectly naturally curled. I continued to run my hands through his hair gently as he slept looking down at him just thinking I was the luckiest girl in the world. 

After about twenty minutes of playing with Peter's hair, which I would literally never get bored of, my dad stuck his head out of his little work room. I immediately stopped playing with his hair. He scanned the plane until he got to me and Peter. He looked at me, then at the sleeping Peter, then back to me. He gave me a look of 'what the fuck do you think your doing?!' I rolled my eyes at him. He gave me an angry look, and then gave Peter the death stare. He looked back at me and I mouthed, 'Dad give him a break he got really beat up today.' This made him spin around and he went back into his little workshop. 

I quickly went back to happily playing with Peter's hair the second he closed the door and continued to play with Peter's hair the entire way back to the Avengers Compound.