Chapter 2
It’s all starting to become familiar to Peter. He has only been in this house for 4 hours, but it feels nice.
By dinner time he has already had a bottle of milk followed by a nap. Now he is watching daddy make dinner for the three of them.
That means another person other than daddy. “Papa Steve will be home for dinner,” Daddy told him, and he was starting to get anxious.
That emotion went straight out the door when he could hear the soft sound of a man's voice from over his shoulder.
“look who is up”
And when Peter turned his jaw dropped to the floor. Captain America, Captain Steve Rogers was his papa?
“you,” was all he got out while pointing to the tall muscular man walking closer slowly.
“me,” he said in a teasing tone, hoping to get Peter to smile or maybe chuckle. But he had no such luck. His baby boy was in shock.
“I see phone?” Peter asked and papa handed him a phone.
He immediately searched for Steve Rogers and found a picture. He held the phone up and compared the picture with reality.
“Caption America,” Peter said.
“that’s right little one.” Daddy Steve confirmed.
“you daddy Steve?” Peter asked just to be sure.
He was then lifted from the high chair and into Steve’s lap like he was light as a feather.
“you're right pumpkin. I am your papa or daddy Steve, whichever you prefer”
“cool,” Peter said as he looked the man up and down. He had such nice shoulder, big and strong for Peter to hold on too. And his arms were full of muscles, Peter could not help feel it. “papa strong”
“yes, he is. Papa is strong so that he can protect what he loves most in this world.” Steve said and brushed some of Peter's hair back away from his face. “do you know who papa is talking about?”
“papa talking about me?”
“that’s right. Papa is strong so he can protect his baby boy.” Steve said and kissed the top of Peter's head. “did daddy tell you about the rules already?”
“Yepp”
“Okay, Pete. I know sometimes daddy Tony might seem a little strict so I am going to make you a deal, okay?” Steve said seriously. “daddy and I want what’s best for you, always and forever. That’s why ill give you this deal. If you in two weeks don’t want to be here anymore, daddy and I will let you go. But if you agree to this deal you have to promise that for the next two weeks you have to try being a little. Does that sound fair to you?”
Peter considered it in big space. This was probably, even more, proffer that Tony and Steve were not psychopaths or murderers.
“can I call my aunt or best friend every now and then?”
“phone calls can be arranged if you agree. How about once a month you get to call your aunt and the same with your friends?” Steve said.
Peter looked between Steve and Tony. Tony didn’t seem happy but also not angry. Steve had a welcoming and trusting smile and Peter decided that this would probably be quite fun.
“I agree”
“good” Steve said and ruffled his hair. “now let's get you back in little space, hu?”
It took Peter 10 short seconds to get back into little space. Asking Daddy Steve to cut up his food and daddy Tony for more apple juice.
Dinner went smoothly and afterward, he got to play with daddy Steve. His papa was the coolest person ever. He made Peter a cool Lego car to drive around on the carpet. He also stopped some bad guys from robbing the food shop that they built out of Legos together.
Time went too fast and he found himself pouting when Daddy said it was bath time.
He shook his head but daddy was not having it.
“come on baby boy. You can pick some bath toys to play with” papa said and stood up. he reached out his hand and Peter then took it.
He was helped up and then carried to the huge bathroom. It was bigger than the entire apartment he used to share with his aunt May and had a nice big bathtub.
He was put down on the counter and papa held out 5 different toys to choose from.
“I have the swimmer dada?” Peter asked and pointed to the plastic doll with swimming gear on.
“of course,” Steve said and put the toy by the bath tube before he turned on the water.
Peter was then stripped of his clothes. He got a little insecure when he was only in his dipper and papa placed him on the chaining table.
“What a good boy you are.” Steve stated. “going potty in your diaper like a good little boy”
When he heard those words his worry quickly disappeared.
The dipper was removed and Peter was placed in the bath tube. Peter looked around him and saw that there was actually a window in the bath tube.
He made his way over and looked out to the beautiful view. It was a nice big garden met with a treelined. All the trees were green and full of life. Peter could stare at this all day.
“Papa, look,” Peter said and looked back at his papa and pointed out the window.
“you like the view baby?”
“Yeah. Huw super cool” Peter tried but failed at pronouncing view.
He looked back out the window but this time realizing it didn’t stop at the top of the tub. He went closer and discovered the window was an actual part of the tub.
It took Peter a quick two seconds to move away from the window and race for his papa with tears falling from his eyes.
“what’s wrong baby boy?” Steve asked and tried comforting his boy who was still sat in the tub.
“I am not comfortable,” Peter said. He was so confused right now, his wining and crying would indicate he was in little space. But he was mentally not okay with anyone walking by the window and seeing him have a bath.
“what is making you uncomfortable honey?”
“the window. You can see me naked from the outside” Peter wined and cried into his papa's shoulder.
“ooooh, Pete. Don’t worry baby. The window is a special kind of window, it's called one-way mirror glass.” Steve said and pushed his baby’s head off his shoulder so he could look him in the eyes. “what that means is that we can look out just fine. But from the outside, you can't see in”
“really?” Peter asked and sniffed his last tears away.
“Yeah. You see that tree over there?” Steve asked and pointed to one of the trees in the back yard.
“yes”
“It has a camera on it,” Steve said and pulled his phone out and quickly found the app Tony sett up for him. He punched the right buttons and showed his boy what the outside saw. “see baby. You can’t see a thing.” He reassured.
“how do I know that the window?” Peter asked.
“Peter do you not trust papa?” Steve asked with a stern voice.
“no, no, no. I sowy daddy Steve”
“I am joking honey. Look I can turn it off for a little while so you can see” Steve said and pushed a button and handed Peter the phone.
He then stood up and walked as close as he got to the window without being in the tub. He started waving and looked at his boy. “do you see me waving at you baby boy?”
Peter nodded and the smile that followed would never leave his mind. Peter then began waving at the phone.
“you see me waving papa?” he asked with so much excitement and glee.
“I sure do little one,” Steve said. He could do this all day looking at the big smile on his boy's face.
“what are you boys doing?” Tony entered the room asking.
“DADDY!” Peter exclaimed. “look papa is waving,” he said and pointed to the phone in his hand.
“Wow, that’s so cool. Let me see” Tony said with a smile and was handed the phone. He sat down beside the tub so peter could also see.
“look now, baby.” Tony said and turned the window on. “on” “off” “on” “off” he said as he switched the window on and off.
“wow,” Peter said amazed and with big eyes. “so cool daddy”
“It sure is”
“Daddy turn it on?” Peter asked softly and Tony immediately turned the window on so you could only see out.
It made Peter smile as he no longer saw his papa waving on the phone. He then made his way over to the window and looked out.
“look, daddy,” he said and pointed for tony to see.
“you like it, honey?” Tony asked.
“it so nice,” Peter said and looked out the window without a worry on his mind. “I could look at this all day”
And as he said it he felt grounded. A sense of peace rolled over his body and he felt like he was home. He was where he belonged.
It might not be the most normal position to be in for a 16-year old but he liked it. In fact, he loved it.
So day after day became a new adventure. On the following Sunday, he baked a cake with his daddies and they said they could do it every Sunday.
The Wednesday that followed he asked, “Daddy, we go for wak outside?”
“Outside?” Tony had answered with enthusiasm.
“yes, daddy” Peter had giggled and nodded. He then dragged his papa out of the gym so they could all go for a walk together.
Peter got excited with every bird he heard, ever leaf that fell from a tree, every little thing got him so happy. He never knew he loved nature this much.
That’s until daddy and papa brought him home.
Two weeks went by so fast and Peter was surprised that at the breakfast table Steve started talking about letting him out in the big world.
“Peter, honey. Daddy and I are wondering if you still want to live here.”
“yes, Pete. It's okay no matter what you say. You need to know we won’t be mad.” Tony added. He knew there was no way Peter wanted to go back to the big world.
He was silent for a little while. Taking a sip from his sippy cup and looking between his daddies. “daddy I like here”
“daddy is glad to hear that but your decision is permanent, okay? Try to keep that in mind. You won’t be given another one of these deals” Tony said sternly but in a nice tone.
They had quickly learned that Peter was a sucker for affection. Who could blame him, bout his parents died when he was young and his uncle followed years after. His aunt could probably only provide so much love. Peter was even sometimes fishing for praises and any kind of affection.
Knowing this there had been very few spankings and time outs. Peter usually did what he was told with the promise of a cuddling session afterward.
“daddy like Peter?” Peter asked and looked at Tony.
“Daddy loves Peter” Tony said and was happy he got a giggle out of his boy.
“papa like Peter?” Peter asked and looked towards Steve.
“Papa loves his baby boy so much”
“Peter stay with daddies,” Peter said as a statement and it didn’t take any more convincing for the daddies.
“and why is that?” Tony asked with a smile.
“cuz Peter loves daddies,” he said and his smile spread across his entire face.