Spider-Man Oneshots

Sick Day

A/N: Just some Irondad fluff!

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Peter walks out of his room, sniffling. 

"Daddddd? I don't feel well."

Tony looked up from his seat on the couch, grimacing when he saw his son pale face. 

"Come here, Pete."

Peter walked over to Tony and flopped down, snuggling into his side. The billionaire placed a gentle hand on Peter's forehead. He sighed and grabbed a blanket wrapping around his son's shoulders. 

"I'll call the school, you are definitely running a fever. We can have a movie day and just hang out around the tower."

Peter hums a response and clings to his father, sneezing softly and muffling his coughs. Tony ran a hand through Peter's hair and started Star Wars 4.  Tony called Peter in sick, telling the office that he would not be coming in that day or the day afterward. They watched movies for two hours until Peter fell asleep, and Tony got up.

Tony walked into the kitchen, trying to find the ingredients for chicken noodle soup. He rushed around the kitchen, grabbing different things for the soup. Finally, he started to make it, moving quickly so it would be ready before Peter woke up. While it was on the burner, Peter walked into the kitchen and over to his father, leaning on him.

"Dadddddddd, I feel worse."

"Friday, what's his temp?"

"Peter has a fever of 101.7 degrees."

"Okay Peter, how about you go sit down and I'll finish the soup, then we can get some medication for you."

"Dad, I don't think the soup is gonna work."

"Why is that?"

"Well, the stove is on fire."

"SHIT!"

Tony spun around to see a small fire burning. He called for DUM-E and the robot rolled him with a fire extinguisher and put out the flames, ruining the soup. Tony rolled his eyes and reached into the cupboards.

"Plan B, want some toast? Maybe I can make that without setting anything on fire."

Peter nodded and wrapped the blanket further around himself. He was pale and had a bright red blush to his cheeks from the fever. He was coughing and sneezing, and just looked exhausted. Tony set some toast down in front of him and he ate it slowly while Tony cleaned up the mess. After he was done Tony took him back to the couch and they turned on Tangled. Peter wanted to watch it but by ten minutes in his eyelids went heavy and he fell asleep. 

Peter didn't wake up till the next morning, but when he did he felt much better. Tony had put him to bed last night so he bounded out of bed and to the living room, where he found Tony laid on the couch, sick.

"Time to switch roles I see."