In the bathroom
Of course it's the one night where Tony actually decides to go to sleep early is when it all happens.
Tony was awaken in the middle of the night to Friday's alarmed voice.
"Boss, Peter's heart rate was accelerated and he seems to be extremely sick."
Tony freezes.
Shit.
Tony jumps out of his bed and races down the hall to the elevator.
Peter seemed just fine during dinner... Actually.. Now that he's thinking about it.. He didn't finish his first plate of food when normally he's eaten three plates and he's still hungry. How could he not have realized this sooner. He was so stupid.
Tony's thoughts race as the elevator goes slower than it feels like it's ever been to Tony.
"Fuck! Can this go any faster?" Tony demands.
Eventually, The elevator gets to Peter's floor and Tony races into his room. Tony's heart drops as he finds the room to be empty. He immediately races into Peter's bathroom to find the boy on the floor, asleep, head resting on the edge of the tub. Tony pouts pitifully.
"Oh Roo."
Tony carefully sits down on the floor beside Peter. He brushes Peter's hair with his fingers and gently presses a damp cloth to Peter's forehead. Peter's eyes flutter open and he blinks a couple times before his eyes focus on the individual in front of him.
"Hi Baby. You feel sick, huh?"
Peter nods.
Tony lightly traces his thumb over Peter's cheek.
"Oh Honey, I'm so sorry."
"It's Oka-"
Peter's cut off by a sudden rush of sickness. He immediately begins vomiting into the toilet and Tony rubs his back soothingly.
"I know I know.. Let it all out."
Once Peter believed to be done, he lay his head back on the tub. Tony wipes his mouth with the washcloth.
" 'M sorry. 's gross."
Tony cups his face.
"Hey. Don't apologize. You're not doing anything wrong. Everybody gets sick. if you think this is gross, be glad you didn't see me in college. I might need to thank Rhodey when all of this passes."
Peter lets out a tired chuckle and Tony smiles at the sound.
"Do you think you're ready to go to bed or should we spend the night in the Tower's smallest bathroom."
Peter yawns and shakes his head.
"You can go back to your bed. I'll be okay."
Tony grabs a spare blanket off the shelf nearby and wraps it around the two of them.
"Not a chance, Buddy. You're stuck with me for the night."
Peter smiles.
"Thanks Mr. Stark"
Tony ruffles his hair.
"love you Dad."
Tony goes frigid before grinning.
"I love you too, you little nerd."