Once a spider, always a spider

Tony (iron dad) part 2

After 3 hours of sitting on Peters bed, cuddled together, Tony nudged a sleepy looking Pete. Peters eyes opened slowly, eyelashes fluttering, and smiled softly at Tony.
"Alright, my arms and legs are going dead so we need to move. Wanna go fly around the city?"
Peter grinned slightly and nodded, his head bobbing onto Tony's shoulder. He picked himself up sloppily giving Tony room to get up himself and leave the room with a last smile to Peter. Peter grabbed his suit, a change of boxers and got ready for the day. He stuffed clean clothes into his backpack and took off his mask and stuffed that in too. He swung the backpack over his shoulder and walked into the hallway after putting a framed picture of his last birthday with May on his bedside. He was ready.

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"WOOOOOOOOOOOO"
Peter hollered as he was swung around New York City at 5am via a red and yellow metal suit. Said metal suit was being flown by a certain billionaire. Peter grinned beneath his mask as he felt the air rushing past him, the sun rising on the horizon, the city barely waking. Tony looked back behind him to make sure the web slinger was still attached to his suit. He smiled at seeing Peter so carefree, allowing himself to pocket the sight into the suits memory. He got back to thinking on the plan for the rest of the day. Peter had told him a few weeks before that he knew that without May he was going to be miserable on his birthday, Tony was determined to proof him wrong. He was ready.

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Once they landed in an alleyway Tony turned his back as Peter changed, not having to worry about people as it was too early for most of New York. They walked out into the orange tinted city and headed towards a small cafe where  they ordered simple coffees, sat in a secluded corner and talked. Just talked. Talked about school, about Stark industries, the avengers, life in general before turning to completely ridiculous topics like favourite animals, colours etc. They laughed and they (almost) cried, it was timeless, it was more fun than the boys had felt in a long time. Tony's phone buzzed as Peter explained why purple was his favourite colour, when he looked down to check it he smiled before looking back up at Peter and listening with rapt attention. The plan was ready.

Ok so I'm aware that this part is shorter but the next part is going to be really long and fluffy so. I hope you enjoyed this part anyway. 👌🤙