IronDad and SpiderSon One-Shots

"I Just Wanted To Be Like You"

Description: "And you were better buddy"

A/N: DENIAL! I found a thing on Instagram. Ah the denial. A couple of things are changed. But it will work. It's angst with a fluffy ending.

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Peter woke up in a daze wondering where he was. The last thing he could remember was handing the gauntlet off to Captain Marvel. The whole fight seemed to be in a stand still. But the question remained, who won?

"I am inevitable" Peter heard Thanos say from the area closest to him. Peter was about to close his eyes and prepare to disappear again when he saw the glowing light coming from Tony.

"No. Not dad" Peter gasped before taking off in a sprint towards Tony.

Tony sat up with the gauntlet on his hand glowing bright. In the back of his mind he saw the smiling faces of his family. 'Sorry kid' Tony thought before preparing to snap.

Before Tony could say anything, a tall lean figure was on him ripping the stones away. Tony tried to fight back but the figure won.

Peter held the stones and let them lock into place on his hand. Despite the burning pain that hit him, he snapped with no hesitation, and a wanting need to protect Tony.

For Tony, all he could make out was Peter's worried face before there was a bright flash of light. The man caved in on himself, protecting his eyes, and his heart hammering in his chest.

Seconds later, Tony was able to open his eyes to watch as all of Thanos' army faded away, all before the Titan disappeared himself.

"Tony? What just happened?" Steve asked walking up to his husband.

That's when Tony panicked.

"No. No. The kid. I saw the kid. He had the stones. He snapped" Tony freaked spinning around in circles before spotting the familiar spider kid in the distance.

Tony took off running before skidding to his knees in front of Peter and taking the teens face into his hands.

"Kid. No. C'mon you're okay. You're fine" Tony pressed not sure how to help Peter besides talking to him.

"I just wanted to be like you" Peter whispered wincing as he moved. His charred arm and face throbbing with each given moment. But Peter knew better, he could hear his heartbeat slowing.

"And you were better buddy" Tony responded letting a tear fall down his face.

"Hey kid. You're looking a bit tired there" Steve mumbled gently taking Peter's charred hand into his.

Peter could no longer find the strength to talk to he just looked at Steve.

"Then rest buddy. You can rest now" Tony hiccuped trying to quiet his cries.

Peter looked at both men he had as his father figures before smiling and listening to their heartbeats as his came to a stop.

Tony started to sob loudly as Peter stopped moving and went completely still. The man grabbed onto the body and held it close, happily taking in the embrace as Steve pulled them both into his arms.

Small sniffles are heard around the battlefield as almost everyone there had a connection to the spider-kid.

Everyone looked over as Clint went down on one knee, honouring the fallen hero. Slowly everyone started to take a knee as well. All sending their prayers to the heaven for some sort of miracle. Some sort of miracle that would give them back their fallen angel.