Baby boy

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"So Pete", Mr Stark started as the young boy entered his office. "Why don't you uh... Take a seat right there?" Tony gestured to the chair in front of his desk and the boy swallowed thickly, not moving from where he stood at the door.

"I-I think I'm fine right here".

"We insist", a new voice perked and the boy flinched, turning his head to only now notice that Captain America was propped up against the wall, his eyes focused sternly on Peter. "What's going on?" Peter hesitantly obeyed the command and dragged himself to the chair.

"We have a few things that we'd like to discuss", Tony sighed, shifting a few papers on his desk and aligned them neatly. 

"Okay..."

"Kid, the thing is-" Mr Stark started but Steve cut him off.

"Why the hell are you sticking around Deadpool?" He asked and Tony waved his hand around before dropping it heavily on his desk. "Yeah, that".

"I'm not 'sticking' around Deadpool", Peter declared, despite knowing it was a lie. He considered it a white lie because he wasn't particularly, looking, for Wade, it was just when Wade found him he was more inclined to talk to him.

"Don't give me that shit Peter", Tony pointed a finger at the boy accusingly. 

"What part of.... Literally everything I've told you lately, did you not understand?" He continued and Steve rolled his eyes. "This is why no one can take you seriously Tony", Steve commented and Tony turned his finger to point at Captain A.

"Did I ask you? Please correct me if I'm wrong but I don't recall looking at you when I fucking spoke, so bite your tongue Rogers", Tony returned to point at Peter. "I'll handle this".

"Another thing Pete-" Steve cut him off again.

"At what point did you reveal your identity to that freak?" Steve slammed a fist into the desk and Tony tutted at him. "Hey hey hey, watch the desk jackass. That's Dalbergia wood right there!"

"What's your point?" Steve gave him an irritated expression.

"What's my point? This shit is expensive is my point! Don't go breaking my goddamn stuff!"

"I didn't reveal anything to him!" Peter interrupted their childish spat with a defensive expression, the two rolling their eyes at him. "Yeah, sure, as if he'd just coincidentally show up at your school and follow you out".

"I didn't reveal it to him I swear!"

"Then again", Tony wagged his finger through the air and looked up at Steve with a thoughtful gaze. "The dude a creep, wouldn't surprise me if he followed Peter around and watched him", this statement evoked a deep scowl in the other male as he thumped his other hand into the desk, ignoring the second string of Tony's complaints.

"Has he made any threats or moves on you?" Steve asked, an incredibly livid expression swarming through his eyes and Peter felt himself shrink under the intensity of his gaze.

"He's..." Peter hesitated and the two leaned slightly closer, suspicious of his hesitation. "You need to tell us Pete, you won't be in trouble if you tell us, you will be in trouble if you don't and we find out elsewhere so I suggest you cough it up", Tony stated and Peter sighed as he cheeks grew rosier.

"He, kinda... Kissed me I guess", he looked up at their reactions and they stared at him like they didn't understand.

"Like... Under?" Tony asked and Steve's eyes shot wide open, slapping Tony harshly in the chest.

"Hey! Easy, Jesus, it was a simple and reasonable question!"

"No! He didn't- No!" Peter flailed his arms around.