Second Chances Rpg

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WHO: Tony Stark, Peter & May Parker
WHAT: Reunions
WHERE: Tony's office in the building
WHEN: Monday, Sept. 21
WARNINGS: Tony's mouth, probably

Tony dashed a note to May on the network once he heard from Peter. Should he have waited to see the boy with his own two eyes? What if he was hurt? Peter might not want his aunt seeing him hurt. But what if he wasn't hurt? May would want to see her nephew straight away. Tony knew that because he needed to see Peter right away. He needed to see he was whole and healthy and alive.

"Calm down, Stark," he muttered to himself. "Calm the fuck down. The kid can't see you like this." He took several deep breaths and imagined Rhodey talking him down from a panic attack. He focused on what Rhodes would say if he was there. "Gotta be there for the kid," Tony, then much calmer, reminded himself.

Tags: mcu: may parker, mcu: peter parker, mcu: tony stark

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Sep. 26th, 2020 06:42 am (UTC)

True to his word, Peter spent an obscene amount of time in the shower. Half of that was playing with all the knobs and levers and buttons and things just to see what they all did. What? You can't put an inquisitive science nerd in a fancypants shower with nifty gadgets and expect him to not play with stuff. (And he knew FRIDAY would block him or fix things if necessary.)

Now that he was clean, he could get a good look at what his external, superficial injuries might be. There weren't that many, just a few cuts and bruises here and there. He could feel some sore spots where he'd gotten tossed around the battlefield. All of the physical pain was nothing compared to the emotional mess he was still sorting through. That was going to take a while.

He wrapped himself in the big fluffy robe FRIDAY directed him to, then stepped out of the bathroom in search of Mr. Stark and whatever clothes he was going to be able to wear until he had his own stuff.

Sep. 26th, 2020 12:26 pm (UTC)

Tony had packed a duffel bag filled with enough clothes for the week. The t-shirts were mostly band and science related. Then there were jeans, sweat pants, and some pajamas.

"Hey, kid," he said when he spotted Peter fresh out of the shower. He was sitting on the sofa, clicking away on his phone. "Ready for that pizza?"

Sep. 26th, 2020 09:08 pm (UTC)

Peter got dressed - sweats and a tee for now, going for comfort. He walked over to the couch and sat down next to Mr. Stark. He leaned against the man's shoulder. "I'd kind of like to just sit here for a little bit, if that's okay."

Sep. 26th, 2020 09:15 pm (UTC)

Tony easily moved so that the boy could rest against him. "Sure, Pete," he agreed. He'd do whatever the boy needed. He put his phone down and brought a hand up to massage the kid's soft hair. "I'm proud of you," Tony said, finally seeing his chance. "You are a good kid and a good hero." He kissed the top of his head. "You are part of the family now. I hope you know that."

Sep. 27th, 2020 07:53 pm (UTC)

He shook his head, rocking it against Mr. Stark's shoulder. "I'm not a good hero." Then his voice got quieter. "I... I couldn't save you." And he was really upset about that.

Sep. 27th, 2020 09:43 pm (UTC)

Tony sighed. "Kid, c'mere." He gently moved so that Peter rested against his chest instead of his shoulder. He rubbed his arm as he talked. "Peter Parker, listen to me, young man." He put on his best "dad" voice. "No one could, okay? Morgan explained and...I had to do it to keep you both safe. To keep Pepper safe. There was nothing for you to do because I made the choice. Dr. Strange said there was only one way." Although, he didn't factor in pocket dimensions apparently.

Sep. 28th, 2020 03:35 am (UTC)

Peter leaned easily against Mr. Stark, fully accepting any and all comfort the man was offering. He needed it so much right now. "How do you know? How do you know no one could save you? That it had to go that way?"

Sep. 28th, 2020 04:23 am (UTC)

"There was no time left, kid." Tony hated how much he hurt his loved ones. "I just watched Bruce wield that thing to undo the snap and..." He shook his head. "And no one could survive that besides the Hulk. And even he struggled." He squeezed Peter tightly as he spoke. "But I'm here," he reminded the boy. "And you are here, okay? I promise I won't do anything too stupid here." He flicked Peter's forehead jokingly. "You promise the same, kid."

Sep. 29th, 2020 06:50 am (UTC)

"You don't know that. You don't know that he was the only one." There may be several things that were going on in Peter's head - grief steps that were jumbled or just a miasma of feelings he wasn't really sure how to manage. He glared a little at the flick to his nose. "I'm - I'm scared, Tony." Clearly something was up if he'd dropped the formality. Just don't ask him exactly what, he's not sure he'd be able to say.

Sep. 29th, 2020 02:44 pm (UTC)

Tony wished he could offer the boy more comfort, but, truly, what could he say? He could only promise him he'd do his best to keep them both safe. "I know," he said gently, "I'm scared too. I don't want to lose you or Morgan. I missed you so damn much these last five years. I love you, kid, okay? I'm going to do everything I can to keep us both here." He reached for a sofa pillow, put it in his lap, and patted it. "Why don't you get some rest, kid? I'll stay with you." He'd hold him all night if he wanted.

Sep. 30th, 2020 06:54 am (UTC)

It's actually really weird. Peter had come from a time and place where Mr. Stark was still half-annoyed at his existence. And he never would've told Peter that he missed him, much less loved him. This was all so bizarre for him. The fact that he hadn't laugh-cried himself into some sort of fugue state is pretty impressive.

There's no fight at all when Mr. Stark suggested he sleep. Despite having no idea how long he'd been awake, he hadn't really felt tired until just now. He didn't say anything, just rested his head on the pillow and tucked his feet up on the couch. "Will you..." a slightly hitched breath, "will you just - talk to me until I fall asleep?"

Sep. 30th, 2020 11:48 pm (UTC)

Tony kept running his hand through Peter's hair, trying to lull him to sleep. "Sure," he agreed. He'd focus on the present and the future, not the past. "We're going to have fun once you are rested," he promised. "We'll tinker in my lab in a few days and we'll have dinner on Sunday and we'll..." He just kept talking about all the things they'd do together.

Oct. 2nd, 2020 04:06 am (UTC)

Peter really liked the sound of Mr. Stark's voice. And, especially today, he needed to know Mr. Stark was there. Alive. Not burned. Hearing him talk while he fell asleep let him know that.

It didn't take him very long to fall asleep, but he had forced himself to stay awake a little longer than he might otherwise, just to listen to all the things Mr. Stark said they were gonna do. He wanted to stay awake longer and keep listening, but his weary body wouldn't let him and he finally drifted off, relaxing against Mr. Stark's lap.

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