The Waterspout

Four months after the Homecoming dance, Peter Parker's life is largely unchanged. Ned knows his secret now, and so does Aunt May, which means there are a few more rules and a few more consequences, but there's been radio silence from Tony Stark. Peter isn't really bitter; he knows the man is busy, and that his own work is hardly consequential, but still... it'd be nice to hear something.
One day, he does. It isn't what he expects. It isn't what Tony expects, either.
Both drawn together and pulled apart by past trauma, Tony and Peter attempt to navigate their now connected lives. New threats are faced while politics rage, and eventually words are the greatest threat of all. Words, and the ever-looming possibility of a real, actual future. Maybe, for Tony, all hope isn't lost. Maybe, for Peter, there's a whole new adventure looming before him; growing up.
Because there's a question lurking within both men. A terrible, burning question, and the search for its answer will be the most important and terrifying quest either has ever attempted.
"Who am I?"

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**NO THIS IS NOT A STARKER FANFIC**
The only bond between Tony and Peter here is father/son relationship (plus starker is just plain weird), so please don't be disappointed!

Cover art is not mine, kudos to the artist, whoever you are!