Iron Dad Oneshots (Under Editing)

Insomnia

Peter couldn't sleep. It wasn't like, a one night thing. No, it has been a month since he's been able to sleep decently, and it was finally breaking him. God, he's so tired. Coffee's not even helping at this point.

EWW I JUST HAD AN EXPLOSIVE SNEEZE YUCKIIEEE

He was almost to the point of breaking down. Almost.

He found himself in Tony's lab one day, working away at some equations to help strengthen his webs when the exhaustive emotions hit him.

He was just so angry, but so sad at the same time.

Me 24/7 lmao

He threw the papers aside and slammed his head into the table with a scream. Tony jumped at the sudden noise and turned to the distressed teen.

"You good kid?" Tony asked, expecting the regular 'I'm fine'. So it threw him off guard when he got an honest answer.

"No, I'm not good Mr. Stark. I can't sleep. My body hurts. I can't talk to anyone. It just sucks," Peter complained.

"You... You can't sleep?," Christ, Tony was the one who was supposed to be fucked up, not Peter.

"No, I can't. And my appetite is almost completely gone. I can't focus on school," Peter rambled.

"Yeah, that would be cause of lack of sleep kiddo,"

"I hate it," Tony hummed in acknowledgment. He himself wasn't really a touchy feely person, but he knew that Peter was, and he knew Peter needed comfort. Tony got up, grabbed the throw blanket that was always on the couch in his lab, then sat back down.

"Come here," Tony ordered. Peter lifted his head quickly.

"What?" Peter finally looked at Tony.

"Come here," Tony repeated, more demanding.

Y'all, my mom would do this and that's how we'd know we were in deep shit. Its all in the tone of the voice.

Peter hesitantly walked over to Tony. Tony pulled Peter into him. Peter, who wasn't expecting the force, fell onto his chest. Tony rubbed his back soothingly, causing Peter to sigh contently and melt into him.

"Get comfy kid," Tony mumbled into Peter's hair. Peter simply curled onto his lap, face pressed to his arc reactor while Tony tucked the blanket around him. Tony turned back to his work with the comforting weight of Peter curled in his lap. Soon, Peter finally slept.

Tony continued to absentmindedly work while Peter was contently warm and snuggled.