as he bustles around the kitchen, preparing their traditional Christmas Eve dinner. Morgan, their little miracle, is sleeping soundly in her crib, her tiny chest rising and falling with each peaceful breath. Harley is sitting on the floor, playing with his toys and occasionally looking up at his mother with a bright smile.
Peter can't believe how lucky he is. He never thought he would have a family of his own, let alone a loving husband and two amazing children. He gently rubs his growing belly, feeling the kicks of his daughter, and can't help but smile at the thought of their future together.
"Hey sweetheart, the turkey smells amazing," Tony says, wrapping his arms around Peter's waist and resting his head on his shoulder.
"Thank you, honey," Peter responds, leaning back into Tony's embrace. "I can't believe it's already Christmas Eve. It feels like just yesterday we were celebrating Harley's first Christmas."
"I know, time flies," Tony says, kissing Peter's neck. "I can't wait to see the look on his face when he opens his presents tomorrow morning."
"I know, he's been counting down the days," Peter chuckles.
As they finish setting the table, Harley jumps up and down with excitement. "Is it time to eat yet?" he asks, bouncing on the balls of his feet.
"Not quite, buddy. We have to wait for Grandpa and Grandma to get here," Tony explains.
Harley pouts for a moment, but his spirits are quickly lifted when the doorbell rings. He runs to answer it, eager to see his grandparents. Peter and Tony exchange a knowing look and follow their son into the living room.
"Merry Christmas Eve, Grandpa and Grandma!" Harley shouts, hugging his grandparents tightly.
"Merry Christmas, my boy," Steve Rogers says, ruffling Harley's hair. "You're getting so big."
"Hello, my little love," Natasha Romanoff says, giving Harley a kiss on the cheek. "We missed you."
"I missed you too, Grandma and Grandpa," Harley grins.
The rest of the evening is filled with laughter and love as they enjoy their dinner together. Peter can't help but feel overwhelmed with gratitude as he looks around the table at his family. He's grateful for every moment he gets to spend with them, and he knows that this Christmas will be one to remember.
As they finish their meal, Tony suggests they open one present each before heading to bed. Harley's eyes light up at the idea and he eagerly grabs a gift from under the tree.
"Open it, open it!" he says, bouncing on his seat.
Peter and Tony exchange a look before giving their son the go-ahead. Harley tears open the wrapping paper to reveal a brand new toy robot.
"Wow, thank you, Mom and Dad!" Harley exclaims, hugging them both.
"You're welcome, sweetheart," Tony says, his eyes full of love.
After the presents are opened and the dishes are cleaned up, Harley falls asleep in Tony's arms, exhausted from the excitement of the day. Peter and Tony tuck him into bed before heading to their own room.
As they lay in bed, Peter rests his head on Tony's chest and listens to the sound of his husband's heartbeat. He feels content and happy, knowing that he has everything he could ever want right here in his arms.
"Thank you for the best Christmas Eve ever," Peter whispers, placing a kiss on Tony's chest.
"Anything for you, my love," Tony responds, wrapping his arms around Peter and pulling him closer. "Merry Christmas, Peter."
"Merry Christmas, Tony," Peter says, falling asleep with a smile on his face.
I know I'm late with this post I'm sorry