It was a mistake. Tony swore it was.
"Mr stark I'm-im 16! I can take care of myself!" Peter groaned tugging his mask off a few bruises peppering his face
"take care of yourself? You nearly got shot! And then proceeded to get thrown into a building! On a mission I told you not to come on!" Tony yelled stepping out of his suit,
The roof they stood on was oh too familiar, they're first argument had been there. It was almost the same too.
Peter licked his awfully chapped lips wiping away angry tears.
"I did my best, Tony." The teens voice rang out echoing
"no you didn't do enough." Stark took a menacing step towards Peter visibly shaking in anger
"you know what you did? You acted like a complete and utter childish brat who doesn't listen to a WORD I SAY!" Tonys voice was loud now, teetering on the edge of painful for Peter's ears.
"i-..I did what was right.." Peter's voice cracked the tears threatened to spill over those already rosy cheeks
"you are one idiot who's got his head stuck up his ass that's what! You-you disobeyed me! Maybe I was wrong about you, parker."
The last name resonated in the air making Peter tremble
"god damn it parker I just want to THROTTLE YOU!" Tony shouted his fist suddenly shooting up hovering and screeching to a halt when he saw Peter's reaction.
Peter had scrambled back the back of his feet hitting the other side of the buildings roof. he was shaking, His eyes were wide and his spidey senses were screaming at him to run away.
Peter parker stared back at the man who had a raised fist at him, looking like a damn deer in headlights.
Tony came to his senses in an instant, a sudden lump in his throat.
They stood like that for a minute
"I need to leave." Peters voice came out choked as he took cautious steps away
"Peter c'mon i—please—i wouldn't do anything to hurt you I mean-"
"tony I'm leaving. Let me leave."
It was more of an ask of permission that made Tonys heart pang in despair.
Peter really thought Tony would hold him off from leaving.
So the older man took a step back, away from his suit and away from peter, his hands held up in surrender.
Peter still didnt feel..alright. but he had an escape at least.
The teens hands fumbled with the mask, his eyes blurry from tears.
"kid, let happy drive you at least.."
"no." Peter's answer was final. He cast one more glance up to his mentor.
Tony's eyes locking on his protoge and they both paused.
If only things had gone differently.
Without a word, a now covered Peter parker, swung off with an obvious shake in his hands.
And Tony didn't want to leave that roof. He didn't want to feel the shame of having to go home and seeing pepper hell maybe even rhodey.
Seeing himself in the mirror would be a whole different story. Because he wouldn't see Playboy philanthropist billionaire in the mirror.
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