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xlviii. saving peter

Okay so I'm just gonna look away from the angry people who are waiting for their requests and write this because it popped into my head and I had to write it.

It wasn't uncommon for Tony Stark to bring his seven year old son to galas and conferences with him. In fact it was normal. Everyone knew about Peter Stark and everyone was actually in love with him.

Because who could see that mop of brown curls and brown doe eyes without falling in love? So nobody blinked an eye when Tony brought his son with him to a gala.

Peter quickly situates himself at the open bar with an apple juice while his dad walks around talking to people, glancing at his son every few minutes. The boy gives him a large grin and a wave.

Tony grins and nods at him. "Can I have another apple juice?" Peter asks the bartender sweetly, knowing for a fact that his dad had called ahead, making sure there was tons of apple juice for him.

The man nods with a quick smile and slides another glass to him, taking the old one. Peter thinks that's kind of wasteful but shrugs and starts drinking it. A man suddenly sits down next to him but he doesn't pay attention.

People were allowed to sit at the bar, it was a free country. He hums quietly and starts to swing his small legs. "Hey kid. Peter, right?"the man says with a small grin. Peter nods.

"Yes, sir." He May be Tony Stark's kid but he actually has manners. The man nods and reaches over. "I'm Greyson." He introduces. Peter takes a moment to swallow his drink and set the glass down before shaking he man's hand.

"Nice to meet you." Peter says kindly, silently asking for another glass off apple juice. The bartender nods and slides him another glass. Peter once again thinks it's a waste but shrugs it off.

Greyson chats with him for a few minutes and Peter is starting to feel awkward. Then he realizes why his dad doesn't normally let him have so much juice. He has to pee. Bad.

"I'm going to the bathroom daddy!" He calls. His dad nods, holding up his five fingers. Five minutes before he comes looking. Peter nods and hops off his stool, heading to the bathroom.

Once he finishes his business he walks out to the sink and starts to wash his hands. He notices that Greyson comes in but he doesn't pay him any mind. He walks to the door and is about to open it when suddenly someone grabs him.

He's about to scream but a hand goes over his mouth. He lets out a muffled yell and starts to struggle as much as he can. "Quiet Peter." Greyson growls quietly and wraps his free arm around the young boy's body, carrying him from the bathroom and angling his body over him so nobody can see him.

Tears rush to Peter's eyes and he tries to yell through the guy's hand, but the room is so loud not even Greyson can hear him. Tears start to drip down Peter's face as gets farther from his dad.

He just wants his apple juice and his daddy. He gets one final disgusting idea as they're nearing the exit. He licks the man's hand. He pulls it away with a gasp. "Daddy!" Peter screams at the top of his lungs.

He sees his dad's head fly up and find him in a moment. Tony takes one look at his crying son being carried by another man, and charges. Within seconds Greyson is unconscious on the floor and Peter is sobbing in Tony's arms.

"I'm so sorry baby. I've got you. I'm never letting you go again bambino." His father murmurs into his hair. Peter hiccups and wraps his arms around To y9s neck. "I love you daddy. Thank you for saving me." He says.

Tears come to Tony's eyes. "Always."