IronDad// A Peter Parker Short Story

Chapter Four: Moving

Warning: Lots of Fluff and Happiness <3

Word Count: 700 

Tony and Peter left Starbucks with huge smiles on their faces. They got into the red convertible and told Happy to take them home. 

"You've got it boss, oh and congratulations." 

"Happy! You knew?" Peter yelped.

"Of course I did, I'm the one that suggested he meet with you tonight."

"Wow, thanks." 

The rest of the ride was mostly silent until they arrived at the Avenger's mansion where Peter was left speechless. They got out and Tony took him through the living room where most of the avengers were sitting watching Angry Birds. 

"Is this the man of spiders you have told us about Stark?" Thor boomed from across the room. 

"Yes everyone this is Peter, he will be living here from now on. Peter this is, well I'm sure you know everyone."

"I-uh. Hi everyone. I'm a big fan." he squeaked out. 

"Hello Peter, you put up quite the fight in Germany, no hard feelings?"

"Uh no mr. America, Captain. Rodgers sir."

"Cap or Steve is fine. I'm sure you know but this is Bucky, Wanda, Sam, and Nat." 

(In this story Steve and Tony made up fast and the accords were disbanded)

"I. Your the guy with the metal arm! Cool! And you're the one with those sick powers! OMG! I love you all!" Peter completely fangirled. 

"I can see why you like him so much Stark." Nat chuckled. 

"This is Pietro, my brother. The idiot who faked his death so he could go on vacation." Wanda said in her thick accent as she smacked him in the head. "And this is my love Vision."

"Hi everyone." He waved nervously as Bruce walked into the room.

"OH MY GOD! Your-your..."

"Yeah, I'm the Hulk," Bruce said sadly. 

"Your Dr. Bruce Banner! I'm such a fan of your work."

"Oh wow thank you." 

Everyone was all sitting comfortably and it made Peter so happy to know that he has a family now. Even Loki seemed to like him from his quiet spot in the corner. 

"Alright well, that's about everything for now. Your room is in between mine and caps. Let's go." Tony stopped everyone. 

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Peter and Tony made their way throughout the hallways and finally made it to Peter's room. It had everything a teenage boy could ever want. It had blue walls, blockbuster movie posters, and a bunk bed, the bottom bunk being a king. It also had a huge desk with awesome speakers and a MacBook pro. An iPhone 11 sitting in a box, and there was also a huge flat-screen TV on the wall. It had the complete Star Wars and Harry Potter sagas. Afterall Tony needed the best for his son figure.

"Mr.Stark!" Peter said in disbelief.

"What? Do you not like the room? I can repaint it, take down the posters. Is it the curtains? The bed? Is it..."

"No, it's perfect! I love it, but you didn't have to do that for me."

"Of course I did. You live here now so you should have everything you need. If you need anything, you have my number." Tony said with a grin. "Night Pete." He said walking out of the room.

"Thanks. Goodnight dad." Peter said. Tony stood shocked in the doorway as he turned around to stare at Peter. A few awkward moments of silence went by before Tony broke it.

"Did you just...?"

"I am so sorry Mr. Stark, it just slipped out. I mean obviously, I see you as a father figure but... I'm sorry I won't do it again." Peter rambled.

"You. You see me as a father figure?" Tony sounded shocked.

"Of course I do! You spoil me and do everything for me, how couldn't I see you like that?"

"Huh. Dad, I like it. Peter, you can call me dad if you want."

"REALLY! Ahem. I mean really? Thanks. Dad. Goodnight." Peter said as he ran to hug tony.

"Goodnight. Son," Tony said hugging him back as a tear rolled down his cheek.

~~ Only one more chapter to go! I love you all and thanks for reading. Don't forget to comment and vote! (;  <3 ~~