Tony was in the kitchen making himself a snack. It was a lazy Sunday and Peter was staying over at the cabin, as he did every weekend. Pepper and Morgan left bright and early for their mommy and daughter day. Tony was fixing himself a BLT, and yes he knows it’s not good for his heart, Pepper loves to remind him of this. He was holding the plate with the finished sandwich when Peter walked into the room, still in his Bat-Man pajamas. Not that Tony was doing much better with the sweatpants and old T-shirt he was wearing. He started to say “Good morning” (afternoon) but didn’t finish as Peter captured him in a hug.
Tony was surprised at first, but of course, hugged back with his one free arm. After a few seconds, he minutely went to let go, but Peter held on. The mechanic’s face softened. He put the plate down on the kitchen island next to him and wrapped his other arm around the boy, tightening his grip.
Tony didn’t say anything. Peter only opened up when he was ready and wanted to. For now, it seemed the kid had decided this is what he needed right now and Tony is happy to be there for him, whether he knows the cause or not. I guess I’ll go by the Disney Rule, he thinks as he keeps hugging Peter, silently, amusedly, cursing the teen for getting him obsessed with social media.
Tony isn’t sure how long the hug lasts, he doesn't pay attention to that, he just enjoys it. It’s akin to cathartic for him, something he never had with his dad Howard. Peter finally loosens his grip, the back of the man’s wrinkled band T-shirt unwrinkling as he releases his hold. Tony can see tears on Peter’s waterline but refuses to let them fall. The boy's hair was a mess of wild curls, caused by his pillow. He waits patiently, something he’s not used to doing, as the teen takes a second before uttering, “Thank you.”
“Anytime kid,” Tony said, smiling compassionately. He was met with a soft, but not as bright smile from Peter.
Peter started walking back to his room. Tony understood if he wanted to be alone, even if he didn't know why, but he also wanted to make sure the kid knew he didn't have to be, “I’ll be in the lab if you want company,” he said casually, making it clear it was Peter’s choice.
Peter turned around, “Got it, thanks.” he said sincerely.
“Always.”
Peter then continued to his room. Tony picked up his sandwich, looked at the artery-clogging meat, and promptly threw it away. He wanted to be around for Pepper and Morgan and to make sure he was there for Peter when he needed him. He makes himself a healthy turkey sandwich, with only a little mayo, and heads to his lab with his food. One stool open as an invitation to Peter, if he wants to join the older man later.