Spidey Tot

I'll Watch Over You

Notes:

Hey all,,,how are we all doing following the news? ;-; If you haven't heard, supposedly negotiations between Sony and Disney have come to a standstill regarding Spider-Man's involvement in the MCU. Don't lose hope though! So far, they're only at a standstill! Hopefully both companies can pull it together and work something out. It'll be okay :) 💕 No arguing over who's fault it is in the comments please, but hopefully this chapter cheers us all up!

Remember that thing I mentioned last chapter about Tony possibly having a heart? Yeah, we get to see that this chapter ;) Also, a nice dose of angst and inner turmoil!

Have fun and stay safe!❤🧡💛💚💙💜

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After going to lunch, which entailed a double cheeseburger for Tony and a basket of fries for Peter, they head back to the car where Happy is not-so-patiently waiting for them. Tony walks towards the car, Peter once again insisting that he rides on his shoulders. When Tony gets close enough, he notices the scowl on Happy's face. Raising an eyebrow, he approaches the driver's window.

"How was fishing?" Happy asks conversationally, though he doesn't seem to be too invested in an answer.

"We caught a little fish and, and I named him Squishy. I really liked him," Peter answers without hesitation as if he were asked exclusively. "Like from, from Nemo!" Happy nods perceptively to make sure Peter is acknowledged, but keeps his eyes trained on Tony.

"What's wrong, Hap?" Tony asks wearily, already having caught on to the tension. He's had enough excitement for one day, he's just ready to go home.

"You failed to mention that we'd have an audience, Boss," Happy answers with a slight edge to his voice and a disapproving look. He nods to his left and Tony follows the gesture with his eyes. There are a few people standing across the street at the convenience store, seemingly normal. It takes Tony a few seconds to notice them shielding cameras by their sides. Press. Probably tipped off by Obadiah. It was the plan, after all. It's the whole reason they even went fishing. So...why does Tony feel frustrated. Angry. Protective?

"Let's just get back home. Don't let them follow us, the last thing we need is a mosh pit at the house." With that, he opens the back door and gently lifts Peter off his shoulders.

"Where are we going now?" Peter asks as he's placed in the car.

"We're going home so that you can nap," Tony supplies while making sure Peter gets buckled. It's around 1:30 pm, so Tony figures that the kid should be conked out anytime soon.

"How come?" Peter watches as the seatbelt is clicked into place, then looks up at Tony.

"Because it's almost your nap time." Tony doesn't have the most patience in the world, but he's getting better. He shuts the door and gets in on the other side, only for Peter to continue asking questions.

"Do you nap too?"

"Not anymore." After Tony slides in and buckles, Peter leans towards him and rests his head on the man's side. Peter's head doesn't reach up to Tony's shoulder, even in the booster seat, so he settles for leaning on Tony's waist. Of course, Tony is immediately frozen. He holds his arm up so that he isn't touching the kid, unsure of what else to do.

"Why not?" Peter doesn't notice anything wrong, so he gives into his curiosity. Slowly but surely, Tony lowers his arm and carefully sets it on Peter's back.

"Well, I work a lot more so I don't have time to nap," Tony tries to explain. Underneath his hand he can feel Peter's back rise and fall as he breathes. The car starts pulling out of the parking lot.