Fever

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by Spidersoning

by Spidersoning

(Peter's P.O.V)

I bolt up right from my peaceful sleep, i'm so cold yet sweaty.

My head burns and my stomach turns with every breath.

I jump up and run into the bathroom, leaning over the toilet basen i let all of last night's content out.

I flush the toilet shakily as a wave of exhaustion sweeps over me, i try to stand but fail miserably as i fall back to the cold hard floor.

I lay curled up on the floor, shivers racking my body and trying to stop the pain in my stomach as i fall into a restless sleep.

(Tony's P.O.V)

It was 4 in the morning and i had woken up, i ended up going to sleep at 10 last night so decided to get up early to work in my lab.

As i was leaving my room FRIDAY suddenly says 'boss, Peter seems to have a 103.6 temperature and has passed out in the bathroom'.

I stand shocked before it all sinks in and i race of to my son's room.

Pushing open his door i see his bed empty, sheets askew and blankets thrown.

I see a dim light coming from his bathroom and walk over.

Carefully i push the door open and see my kid laying on the floor, sweat covering him.

Silently i creep closer, worry grows in me with every step i walk toward him.

Leaning down i put my hand on his forehead, it's burning and i swiftly remove my hand.

"FRI. What do i do?" i whisper as to not wake up the poor kid.

'I recommend cooling him down, his temperature is slowly growing' she replies just as quite.

I walk to the bath and turn on the cold water, making sure to add a little warmth into it.

I walk back over to Peter and kneel beside him, i slowly shake him awake, he groans and opens his dreary eyes looking to me confused.

"Come on bud. We gotta cool you down" i say soothingly.

I pull him slightly up and pull his sweaty shirt over his head, he leans heavily into me as i pull him up of the floor.

I place him into the bath, but he starts to cry, "What's wrong Bambi" i ask worriedly.

"S'cold" he slurs out, tears streaking his face.

I quickly take my shirt of and join him pulling him into me to try to warm him up.

We stay in there for about 5 minutes until i notice Peter start to fall asleep against me. I get up and lift him with me taking him to bed.

"FRI. Is he going to be okay" i question as i lay him down.

'His healing seems to be fixing the issue. He should be okay in a few hours' she replies.

I sigh thankful my kid will be okay.

A/N- Sorry this was so short and bad :(

- M xx