This chapter gonna be a little heavy with a fluff ending. This is Baymax man
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he will show you when it's safe to just get some fluff
⚠️It gonna have self harm and swearing so be warned⚠️
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Tony POV
So it's today at about 3 when the elevator opens and Peter walks in hoodie pulled down hands in pockets. Pfft like I wouldn't notice my kid walk in...
Anyway, I jump up from the couch and start walking towards him
"Hiya Pete! Where were you yesterday?"
"Nowhere. Can we start working?"
"Woah kid what's with you today?"
"Nothing, just let's work alright?"
I turn him towards me.
"Peter look at me." He doesn't move his head "Peter look at me!" He seems scared so he does.
I take a good look at him and I mumble "Kid what the fuck...."
His face is almost completely purple or black. He has a cut above his right eyebrow and I can just make out a black eye. He has a bloody lip and puffy eyes. I can tell he's been crying. "What happened to you?"
That's when it's happened. He started to cry, sobs racking his body. I pull him into a hug and he winces. I don't care if I get blood on my shirt, Peter is more important.
"I'm s-sorry M-m-mr. Stark."
"You have nothing to be sorry for Peter. You didn't chose to be hurt. Who did this to you?"
"I-it was someone." He answers pulling away from me, wiping his nose on his sleeve.
"Kid..." I sigh knowing that's all I'm gonna get from him "is there anything else?"
He looks up at me defeated. He slowly nods and brings his hand out if his pocket, holding up his arm. His hand is bandaged and is completely blood red. He has his hand on his sleeve and I know what else is gonna be on his arm. He pulls back his sleeve and sure enough there's bandaids and scars. Cuts and bruises.
"You did theses didn't you?" I say sadly as I gold his arm gently, examining his wounds. He nods again. "Why Pete"
"You wouldn't get it.."
"Try me Peter. I know we have very different life's but I've been through a lot of shit too."
"Steve, Tony said a no no word." Peter says smiling a little. I smile a little as well. "Let's get you cleaned up Peter." I pick him up bridal style despite his protests and carry him to med bay.
"Mr Stark?"
"Kid you better not have the audacity to say I'm fine. Peter just let me help you ok?" He nods his head. I didn't quite know how to help him but I tried my best.
"Peter do you want me to keep this from them team or do you want to call Bruce to help?"
"Just can you keep this between us?" He asked quietly.
"Of course. Peter how about instead of working today we relax, watch some tv?" Peter smiles up at me
"I'd like that Mr.Tony."
"That's progress I guess" I mumble. While Peter giggles a little. I clean his cuts and bandage them. I rewrap his hand. Lastly I give him ice for his eye. "And about that lip, how about some ice cream?" He nods his head vigorously and smiles widely.
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It is safe now buddy's!!!! I have gotten all the bad vibes gone!! ♥️♥️ stay safe little buddy's!!
'This kids so adorable.' I smirk at him. I help him down from the table and we walk up to the common area.
"What kinda ice cream you want Pete?"
"Oh um what ever you have is fine"
"Kid, we have a lot. After any given mission it's food time meaning comfort food meaning shawarma or ice cream or in Buckys case, plums."
"Do you have any cookie dough?"
"Ah a person of taste I see, of course we have that." I walk into the next room over, the kitchen, and grab cookie dough and plain chocolate. I go and get two spoons then walk back out and find Peter cuddled under a blanket. His eyes are starting to droop a little but they open wider when he sees the big tub of ice cream.
"Wow Mr. Stark....that's a lot of ice cream.."
"Really kid, we were finally getting somewhere with Mr. Tony and now we're back to Mr. Stark. Also that's a lotta bruised lip." I say sarcastically. "Now" I say as I plop on the couch handing him his tub. "What should we watch?"
"Umm Mr. Tony can we watch Darkwing Duck?" (If you don't know watch nostalgia critic, google it, watch it on Disney+ but oh god it's amazing and watch nostalgia critic anyway he's amazing)
"Sure, anything for you kid." I ask Friday to put it one and we get to maybe episode 6 before the kids passed out on my shoulder. I smile down at him, I get up purely because the ice cream was gonna melt, replaced my shoulder with a pillow, got up and grabbed the ice cream. I labeled Peter and I'd with 'Tony's! touch and get hit with a repulser'. I put these in the freezer and pulled the pillow out and replaced it with my shoulder.
"Good night kid sleep well" I kissed his forehead and drifted off myself.
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What did you think?
Sorry it's so hard to feel motivated when my school work is treating me like I'm two and my teachers are giving us books from the collocation 'the library of doom' look teachers I'm used to R rated gay fiction like red, white, and royal blue (10/10 would recommend and I am recommending it you should go read it if it appropriate for you)
I've been getting mad at everything and stressed so much and just school is blah so I'm trying to regress when I can but then my sisters boyfriends at the house and I have to be normal around him and oh shit I have to do my jobs and oh hell and blah! School is stupid!! Anyway... I'm trying to update really! I can't help not updating though. You guys are great!
Have the best day! Don't kill anyone, watch darkwing duck and nostalgia critic if you want. Smile. And talk if you need too.
Bye beauty's!
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