Peter stands up on the ceiling, recording on his phone.
"Hey, Mr. Stark!" He says cheerily from behind Tony. Tony jumps in his seat and swivels around.
"Stop doing that." He says sharply. Peter laughs. "Wait, are you recording?" Tony asks.
"No..?"
"PETER."
He laughs nervously and ends the video, dropping down from the ceiling. "So, what are we working on today?"
Tony shrugs. "I don't know kid, up to you."
"Can we work on some old car or something?" Peter asks excitedly.
"Sure." Tony says simply, a soft look on his face as he looks at how excited his son is.
Peter grins. "Race you there!"
He starts swinging down the corridors towards the garage, leaving Tony to walk slowly behind him. Tony rolls his eyes and speeds up his walking pace.
Tony walks slowly down the same corridor, as if Peter was swinging in front of him like old times. In that moment, Tony is so filled with grief he can't think straight. All he can think is how much Peter's optimism led his life, and now?
Nothing.
He just wishes it was like old times.
A/N: sorry I've been inactive, I've been busy and when I have free time I blast tunes and think about life instead of writing. That's no excuse though. Sorry I let y'all down :(
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Spider-Son & Iron Dad one shots
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