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[sensesdialed-a]

me, @tenfoldrage, and @amcngdust realizing we all had the same exact childhood: 

[sensesdialed-a]

@suitofarmxr // cont from here 

It’s another one of those nights where Peter found himself slipping into Tony’s bedroom instead of his own. He found he could hardly sleep, nightmares again, knowing Tony was likely having the same problems. He’s with his father now, his head against Tony’s chest, eyes fluttering closed for a moment. He can tell something’s wrong with the other, or maybe it’s just his normal state, but either way he pauses, glancing up at him. “I...” He wants to ask if Tony is alright, but isn’t it the truth for him too? He’s lost...everything. But then again, what else would he say? “Are you okay?”