Stony Oneshots (Requests open)

Peter Pan

REQUEST: 

Can you possibley do a Superfamily where Peter and Tony are in the lab and Peter is about _ and Steve comes in to Tony trying to teach him about nuclear physics? - HamishWinchester 

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"Don’t touch that!" Tony warned as he turned around from what he was welding and caught Peter leaning forward in his seat with his hands outstretched. Peter immediately retracted his arms and crossed them across his chest and pouted, his lower lips jutting out and his blue eyes widening innocently.

"I wasn't doing anything!" he cried and Tony turned around to glance at him with raised eyebrows and laughed at his son's faux-innocent expression. Peter pouted more and with a sigh Tony put down his tools and wiped his greasy hands on the rag that Dummy helpfully passed him before walking to where Peter was sat in a high chair and picked him up.

Peter squealed loudly and Tony gave him a deadpan look before settling Peter against his hip and smoothing his long, wild hair off his forehead. "You need a haircut buddy," Tony smiled as he walked across the lab and collapsed on the couch that Steve had placed in there.

Peter sprawled against his chest and Tony smiled, looking down at the little minx of the boy that had utterly turned his life upside down in possibly the best of ways. "Do you want a nap?" He asked Peter as he started to notice his sons eyes starting to flutter shut. Peter hummed before curling up on himself and making snuffly noises as he started to fall asleep.

Tony grinned before taking a look out the window and saw that the sun was low over the horizon. "J, I'm going to take a nap too, wake me up when Peter does."

"Certainly Sir," JARVIS coolly replied before  lowering the lights by 90% until the only light in the room was the slight glow that escaped through the vest top that Tony was wearing.

"Thanks J," Tony breathed before placing one of his hands into the rats nest of Peters hair so that he could stroke through it and turned his head to the side and shut his eyes, breathing in and out evenly. He slipped into the clutches of sleep, a smile crossing his face lightly as he slept, aware of the little body that curled into him.

-

"Sir?"

"Dada?"

Tony groaned and opened his crusty eyes, rubbing them with his fists as he blinked into the bright light of the lab.

"Dada?" Peter asked next to him again and Tony sighed before turning his head to the side and blinking blearily at Peter who sobbed at him forlornly.

"Peter Pan are you okay?" Tony asked worriedly, sitting up and clicking his back before scooping his crying son up in his arms and letting him snuggle there. Peter shook his head and wormed his little baby fingers into the soft material of his shirt and clung there, tears sliding down his checks, hiccupping every so often.

Tony rocked him, holding him in the crook of one arm as he smoothed Peter's ratty fringe of his sweaty forehead, whispered soothing words as he walked around picking up some things that he didn’t need anymore and placing them on the worktops. Eventually Peters snuffles sounding less choking and Tony smiled down at the little boy, wincing as the boy hiccupped.

"What's that matter Peter Pan?" he asked gently.

Peter hiccupped before replying. "You wouldn’t wake up, and I was scared that I was going to left alone again. I love you Dada and I don’t you to ever go." he said earnestly and Tony's heart broke as he looked down at his sons hazel eyes.

"Baby," Tony breathed and swooped down to press a smacking kiss on Peters forehead. "I promise that I will always wake up, and that I will never go," It was a promise that Tony knew that he couldn’t keep but he hoped that day would be when Peter was older, a lot older. "I'll always be here," Tony smiled gently and poked Peters chest gently. "There in your heart."

Peter giggled and swatted Tony's tickling fingers away as he dug one of his hands in his sons chest, tickling away the pain and in a snapshot Peter forget all about him not waking up and scrambled his arms and ran to hide behind the sofa, peeking out, his curious eyes bright.

Tony took a moment to steady himself, shaken but plastered a grin on his face before reaching his arms out and chasing after Peter. "I'm going to get you!" he shouted running to where Peter was hiding smiling as his son squealed and ran away fast.

-

"JARVIS where's everyone?" Steve asked as he wandered from the elevator and onto the communal floor.

"I suspect you're asking after Sir and young Peter?" JARVIS replied dryly and Steve nodded bashfully. It's not that he didn’t care about his teammates, he just wanted to see his husband and son after the mission he had just had.

"They're both down in Sir's workshop." JARVIS replied and Steve nodded before stepping back into the elevator and waiting as JAVIS sent him down to the workshop.

Steve walked past the glass windows, smiling as he saw the fond sight in front of him. Tony was sat at his bench with Peter in his lap, Dummy occasionally passing Tony things that he didn’t need as they both intently studied the screens that hovered in front of them.

"-and the nuclei does this-" Steve cut off Tony's talking as he pushed open the door.

"Pops!" Peter screeched and struggled to get down from Tony's lap, causing the other man to lift him down. Peter ran across the floor and into Steve's outstretched arms, squealing as his Pops swept him up into the air hugging him close. Peter clung to him like a limpet and he did likewise, breathing in the warmth of his son, starting when Tony tapped him on the arm.

"Welcome home." Tony smiled at him and Steve grinned, leaning down and shifting Peter to one side so that he could kiss his husband hello. Their lips brushed against each others and Steve breathed a sigh of relief for his husband and son seemed well.

Carrying Peter in one arm, his other hand tangled up in Tony's Steve dragged his little family over to the sofa and they all collapsed down, curled up over each other. "So Pete, did you have fun with Daddy this weekend?" he asked his son who nodded excitedly.

"Yes! We took a nap and then played chase and then Dada taught me nuclea, nuclea-"

"Nuclear Physics darling." Tony interjected and Steve's eyebrows shot up into his hair and he turned to his husband.

"What are you doing teaching our 5 year old son about Nuclear Physics?!"