A Slice Of Life, Death And Everything In-Between

Carry Me Until I Can Feel Safe Again

Prompt by @weartirondad: For the platonic touch thing 20 and 43 maybe??❤❤❤ (20. Carrying while half asleep and 43. Sharing a blanket)

Disclaimer: I do not own Spider-Man or any related materials.

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It was way past Peter's bed time.

Tony knows that his son realizes this, can see it in the way the boy's body goes even more slack under their shared blanket and the way he has to practically drag his doe eyes open.

Lifting the soft blanket further up Peter's side, Tony turns his attention back to the movie flashing across the screen, the bright colors illuminating his child's baby face in a hue of shifting lights.

They have just made it about half-way through the film, right when Flynn Rider is escorting Rapunzel for a romantic boat ride to see the floating lights, when Peter finally conks out, his jaw going slack as he leans fully against Tony.

Giving a small laugh, the genius carefully maneuvers himself out from under the spiderling, clicking the tv off and plunging the room in a hazy, half-darkness. The muted glow of the Arc Reactor casts half his child's face in a blue tinged shadow as Tony leans over him.

The man had just began to lift Peter into his arms when the boy's eyes squint open, his brows furrowing in sleepy confusion.

"Dad?" He mumbles, eyes glazed in sleep. "Where- what–"

"Shh, Petey-Pie." Tony whispers, lifting the boy up with a small grunt. "Go back to sleep."

Laying his head against his father's chest, the young Stark nuzzles closer, his eyes falling closed once more as Tony begins to move, stepping around the couch. Leaning his chin down, the billionaire lays a soft kiss against his child's forehead as they pass the kitchen, Peter's face going relaxed as he sarcomas even more to dreamland.

He is sound asleep before Tony even walks down the hall.