Like Father Like Son | Irondad + Spiderson

wedding

idk how weddings work so i'm skipping the wedding

also i'm sorry for being so inactive! i've been really busy,, sleeping

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The wedding was a beautiful event, filled with lots of crying, especially from Peter. After the event, Tony and Steve bid farewell to the Avengers as they left for their honeymoon to Hawaii. They flew there, and finally arrived a few hours later after making out and watching movies.

"Babe, wake up," Tony whispered to his new husband whom was peacefully sleeping. Steve stirred, waking up hesitantly.

"Hey, Tony," He said quietly, smiling. "Hey, wake up, we're here."

"I thought today was a dream, baby." Steve said softly, standing up and grabbing Tony's hand. Tony stood up with him as they walked out of the plane. After they claimed their luggage and took pictures with fans, they took a cab to their hotel.

They finally arrived to their room after signing autographs for even more fans.

"Finally," Tony sighed, falling into the bed. Steve crawled into bed beside him, spooning the man.

"Today's been great." Tony said softly, closing his eyes. Steve began running his fingers through Tony's soft, tangled hair.

"It's been great spending it with you." Steve responded. Tony laughed.

"Aw, you dork." Tony smiled, yawning. Steve stopped running his fingers through Tony's hair, causing Tony to groan.

"Why'd you stop?" Tony asked softly, causing Steve to smile.

"Get some sleep, babe, we have a big day ahead of us tomorrow."

"That sounds creepy. Goodnight."

"Goodnight."

Back at the tower, Peter wasn't used to being without his adoptive father. He was doing pretty well, but the worst came a few days after.

Peter was about to go to bed, when he suddenly heard a loud, intrusive ringing in his ear. He winced, covering his ear. Something wasn't right. Again. Because when do things go right in Peter's life?

He couldn't pinpoint exactly what was wrong. There was no crime going on outside. The Avengers were fine. That's when it hit him.

Peter cursed under his breath. He grabbed his phone quickly, opening his contacts. He proceeded to call Tony, pressing the button to call.

It rang.

No answer.

"Oh.. oh god no, no, no," The teen mumbled anxiously. His stomach violently twisted as he called again. It rang and there was, once again, no answer. He kept calling, tears pouring down his cheeks. He couldn't lose them. Peter had lost so much in his life. His parents, Ben, May, his friends (although they're still alive, they just seem like they're hiding something). He was about to give up, when-

"Kid? What are you doing up-"

"Oh my god, dad!" Peter responded. His breathing had become heavy as he spoke. "I was so scared, oh my god, why weren't you answering?"

"Peter, breathe kid. You alright?" Tony asked, ignoring his son's question.

"Yeah- I just- my spidey senses were really bad- and I was- I was freaking out- did something happen?"

"Pete- Steve stubbed his toe."

"Why- why weren't you answering."

"Kid, we're both exhausted. We're trying to sleep."

Peter stared at the ground, taking a deep breath. "Are you kidding me? I was- I was freaking out, dad. I- I thought you were dead! You can't do this to me, dad-"

"Kid," Tony was too tired to deal with this. "Kid, I'm sorry. Nothing's gonna happen to us. We're okay. Get some sleep, kiddo."

Peter sniffed, trembling slightly. "Mhm." He mumbled.

"Goodnight, love you."

"Love you too." Peter hung up quickly. He set his phone down on the bed. He honestly didn't know how to feel. He knew it wasn't Tony's fault that he felt so nervous, but the teen just felt so- upset. He threw his phone across the room, lying down in bed and staring at the ceiling.

This was going to be a long week.

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hh im kinda unmotivated to write this but i need to finish it so like, HH

also i started school two days ago yeet whip