Peter woke up and felt a warmth at his side. For a moment he thought he was cuddling with his dog, then he remembered that he didn't have a dog and this wasn't his house. He was gonna freak out but he realized it was Tony. The man had fallen asleep next to him. He was laying on his side facing Peter. His hand was still rested in Peters hair. His breath was coming out in soft puffs, and that's when Peter realized how close there faces were. The were in kissing distance.
Peter jerked back, afraid of his own thought. And in turn he woke Tony up. He woke startled, his hand clenching in Peters hair. His eyes were hard, until he realized it was just Peter. But Peter couldn't help but realize his hand was still clenched. Tightly. In Peters hair. Peter whimpered tiredly.
Tony's hand left Peters hair, he fingers lightly scratching the top of the boys head.
"Sorry for waking you up," Peter said meekly
"It's alright, kiddo." Tony said tiredly.
"How are you feeling this morning, Dolcezza?"
Peter was taken back my the Italian name. But he wasn't gonna tell Tony that he knew some Italian.
"Better, thanks," the boy whispered.
The older man looked into Peters eyes, and got up from the bed. He stood and stretched his arms high over his head. Peter couldn't help but admire to view. The man was ripped. His abs were the product of many years of a well kept exercise routine. The man was in impeccable shape for his age.
Peter realized he was starring when Tony let out a little chuckle. Peters face dusted with a light pink blush, and he looked down at the bed sheets embarrassed.
Tony sat back down on the bed and looked Peter in the eyes.
"So I don't want this to change anything, Peter."
Peter was confused
"I mean, my opinion about you isn't gonna changed now that I know about... y'know..." the man trailed off.
"Oh," Peter said softly "thank you Mr. Stark."
The man ruffled his hair before leaving the room. Peter laid back down and sighed. He already hated his body, but now he had to deal with the fact that his crush knew about him. He wanted to keep that a secret. He's not ashamed of the fact that he's trans, but he's worked hard to make it to the point where he can introduce himself to someone as a boy. And they wouldn't question him. Well for the most part.
And now that Tony knew, Peter couldn't help but feel like Tony would look at him differently. This was gonna be a hard summer for Peter.
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Peter was sitting in his garage working on a new project when he heard the pitter patter of little feet coming up behind him. he turned around to see a very excited Harley running up his drive way, with a laughing Tony walking up behind him.
"Peter! Peter! Were going to the pool! And Daddy wants to know if you wanna come with us!" The little boy yelled.
For how intimidating this kid was, he can be pretty cute. Tony walked up behind the little boy and scooped him up. Harley giggled and looked at Peter with hope in his eyes.
"I'm sorry Harley but I don't feel very good. But ill go with you another time!" Peter said,
The little boy looked sad but didn't press any further. Tony set the boy down and told him to go and get his swimming stuff. The boy ran off yelling happily.
"I hope you feel better, kiddo." Tony said
He walked forward and kissed the top of Peters head. The he simply turned and walked away.
Only Peter didn't know that while he was walking away, he had a small smirk on his face.
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FanfictionPeter Parker, 18 years old, living with aunt may. But aunt may hates her apartment, and her job. So she decides to move herself, and Peter, out into a small neighborhood in upstate New York. Enter Tony Stark, the older man next door. He's away on t...