Spider-Man Oneshots || Peter Parker

Drugged

Tony was currently sitting in the med bay, watching Peter's chest steadily rise and fall.

He had just finished talking to May on the phone and she said she would be there as soon as he work shift was finished. Meanwhile, Cho had given the kid medicine that ensured that he would be out for at least two hours.

Anesthetics were always difficult to measure and regulate with Peter's metabolism, but after years of dealing with injuries, he and Helen had learned the proper amount to give him that would keep him safe and rested.

It had already been an hour since Peter has first fallen asleep, and eventually Tony began to nod off himself. It was unlikely that the kid would need him anyhow, he gave himself a huge concussion after all.

Before he let himself shut his eyes, he made sure to put an alarm on his phone to wake himself and Peter up in an hour.

When the alarm went off however, Peter was no longer in bed.

Tony immediately sat up in his seat and looked around the room. He checked the bathroom and saw that the door was wide open, and he remembers once when Peter was so high on pain meds that he started climbing the ceiling. He looked up and found no spider child.

Tony closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose,"Friday, where did Peter go?"

The response was instantaneous. "Mr. Parker is currently on the roof of the building."

Tony's eyes snapped open at that and he was moving to the stairs before his brain could fully process the implication of the sentence.

He ran as quickly as he could, skipping two stairs at a time. When he finally made it to the roof, he did in fact find Peter in the hospital gown that Helen forced him to wear earlier. The sky behind him was admittedly an impressive view, with the sunrise giving off an image that looked postcard worthy. Peter himself was standing at the ledge of the building, staring out at the skyline.

Despite Tony's panicked state, he tried to keep his voice as even as possible so to not freak out Peter. After all, the last thing he wanted to do was have him tip over involuntarily.

"Hey kiddo, it's time to get down from there now." While his tone was mostly nonchalant, he couldn't fully camouflage the waver at the end of the sentence. Tony knew that Peter wasn't suicidal, but that did nothing to calm his heart rate after looking at just how close Peter was to the edge.

His years of being Iron Man has made it easier for him to take unexpected situations at stride, but when Peter turns around with a smile plastered on his face, Tony can't help but feel taken aback.

Despite his grin, Peter was still clearly crying with tear tracks under his eyes and his uneven breathing. The sight was uncanny to Tony, and it makes him pause when approaching him.

"Peter?"

"Look Mr. Stark."

Peter sounded so happy, so hopeful, that Tony didn't know what to say. However, he didn't seem bothered by the lack of response as he turned back to the skyline, stepping a tad bit closer the ledge.

Tony thought he was about to have a heart attack.

"Stop."

Peter quickly turned around with a look of confusion lacing his features.

"What?"

"You need to step away from the- Peter, I'm talking to you."

But Tony had already lost his attention. Peter took another step forward and reached his arm out in front of him.