Bloody Knuckles | P. Parker ✔️

Hospital Room

Peter Parker was worried for her friend, constantly begging Tony Stark to help her out as if he didn't know of the event. The man watched as the boy pleaded, his eyes going watery over the thought of losing her.

"I'll help her," he sighed, folding his hands, "but I cant promise it'll work forever." The man thought it was best for her to heal but her friends thought differently.

The boy rushed to his mentor, embracing him tightly showing his appreciation. Tony rubbed his back in sympathy and pulled away, heading over to the empty wall behind his desk. The day he heard of the robbery, his vision went blurry and the only sound he could hear was his loud heartbeat.

The man placed his hand on the plain surface infront of him and stuck his head down sighing.

"Uh sir?" The boy asked in utter confusion, not understanding why he was being over dramatic. Then again, it was tony stark.

"Shut up kid i'm trying to remember the password," he replied before tapping in the digits 8669. Nothing happened for a second, but then the walls started moving apart revealing some sort of medical wing in the mans very own office.

The room was very organized with six hospital beds at the back and loads of cabinets filled with medicine at the front. Tony had each of the beds embroidered with all the avengers names just incase they were in any trouble although they barely came.

"I don't like hospitals," Tony said with a shrug as he headed towards a table with holographic images of different medicines and materials. The man searched up 'vindeca-van' a black pill used for speeding up the healing process on the outside, making the patient feel much better a few days after taking it, while keeping their insides in the same state.

"I'll take it to her," he said after pressing a couple of buttons and watching as the holographic image turned into a 3d one. Tony gave the boy a stern look, "go back to class, parker."

The boy nodded and scurried out of the building, waiting for Happy Hogan to drive him back to Midtown High where he went another day without seeing her favorite girl.

The hero changed into a more casual outfit, not wanting to attract attention from paparazzi or fans, especially not today. He headed over to his garage which contained many different types of cars, completely normal for the billionaire.

Getting into the jeep he put on his hat and glasses and drove to Long Island Jewish Forest Hills, the hospital the girl was currently staying in. Luckily for him, there wasn't traffic or any hassle with parking so he made it to the girl quickly and with ease.

"Hey, kiddo," the man said to his daughter, rubbing her head. The girl looked up and winced, her hands in fists. The man had visited her constantly, as a father should and the girl was grateful for it.

Although the pair weren't close, they were still related and still cared for one another.

"It hurts," she said coughing up bile. She slowly sat up taking a deep breath. The operations left her weaker than before.

Tony gave the girl the pill and some water, ushering her to take it. "It'll help," he assured her making her smile. "Give it a couple of days and you'll be brand new," he lied, his heart breaking over the thought of losing his young girl.

He knew she wouldn't be brand new but he didn't want her worrying about how little of her life she had left. He kissed her forehead and left the hospital with his hands on his head, stressed about whatever was going to happen next.

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It was three days before the fall dance and the girl was feeling better than ever, sort of. She had been coughing up a lot of bile which the doctors assured was normal. The girl was feeling better and couldn't wait to be back home in bed, talking on the phone for hours with her best friend Adonis.