Tony's biggest fear was turning out like his father. Scratch that. Tony thought he was his father. He promised himself he'd never be a dad, the generational trauma ends with him.
That's until he met Peter Parker. Tony tried not to get attached, he tried to stay away, but Peter wormed his way into Tony's heart.
Tony had Peter over on weekends, they worked together, they had movie nights, it was all good. Too good.
Tony loved Peter, but he couldn't help feeling like the time they spend together was almost like a ticking bomb. Something bad was going to happen. Something terrible.
He shoved that voice to the back of his mind. Nothing is going to happen. Peter's safe, he's made sure of it. Peter has more protocols in his suit than Tony has money. "Peter's safe." he'd tell himself, but he'd wake up breathless in cold sweat after dreaming about losing him.
"Peter's safe" but is he? Who's that "Thanos" Bruce is talking about?
"Peter's safe" aliens from New York...they're back. Peter isn't safe. Peter is here.
"Peter's safe" he sent him home, there's no way they're going get him now. Except he didn't. Peter's in space.
"Is peter safe?" Tony couldn't stop thinking.
"Why's everyone turning into dust- Peter? God no. You're safe. You're-"
"You're alright."
"I got you. You're okay. You're not going anywhere, kiddo. Peter?"
Peter isn't safe. Peter's dead. He knew something was wrong. He should've trusted his instincts. He should've stayed away, maybe it wouldn't have hurt as bad then.


















