Currently writing an irondad fic where they slowly become father and son (and Tony doesnt know Peter is Spider-Man) here’s a little excerpt from the next chapter:
“Um—I could use your help.”
“You need a hospital. Did you walk in like this? The hell happened to you?”
Peter brushed him off. The shake in his voice betrayed his state. “I don’t need a hospital. Listen, I can’t really reach back there. If you could just—you know—”
Tony raised his eyebrows. “If I could just?”
Peter hesitated. “I got shot on the way home. Could you—could you take it out?”
Tony’s eyes didn’t leave his bloodied midsection and the crimson hand gripping the slippery tweezers. “The bullet? You—Pete, I’m no—are you insane? You got shot?”
Peter began to shake his head, but stopped when it made him too dizzy. “Nevermind. I can do it. Just—go make the curly fries.”
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