Just you and me
Steve was the one that picked Peter up and cradled him to his chest. He wanted to squeeze Peter so hard because he feels so much love for him and he just looks absolutely adorable in his onesie pyjamas but he can’t do that for obvious reasons.
He felt Peter rest his head in the crook of his neck and let out a sigh of content as Steve held him with on hand under his butt and the other hand he held on his back for support.
He looked over at Tony as they walked down the hallway to put Peter in his bedroom. Tony was looking at Steve carrying their new son with so much love in his eyes. He was so grateful to have the life that he had.
When they got to Peter’s bedroom, Steve stood in front of Peter’s crib and slowly started to lower him into it but Peter let out a whine and held onto him tightly. “Peter, it’s bedtime so you have to go to sleep”
Peter started shaking his head and grabbing onto Steve’s neck as hard as his tiny hands would let him. “No, Papa! Wan’ stay with you”
Steve’s heart melted at that. He was surprised that Peter already found an attachment to both him and Tony already in the short time that they’ve known Peter for but then again he wasn’t all that surprised because he knew that they were all meant to be a family together.
“Pete, lay down and we’ll stay with you until you’re asleep” Tony said gently as he brushed the curls back from Peter’s face. He stepped closer to Steve and started to gently help his husband get Peter in his crib.
Peter started to whine softly and his breath started to hitch, it broke both Tony and Steve’s hearts because they didn’t want Peter to feel this way on his very first night with them.
Peter was gently placed into a lying position in his crib, Steve made sure that he was under the blankets and safely tucked in.
Once Peter was in his crib, his eyes immediately flew open wide and he sat up quickly with tears filling his eyes. Both husbands were panicking as to what was wrong with Peter but before they could ask, Peter started crying.
“I wan’ Stuffy! Where Stuffy?!” Peter cried out loudly. He tried to stand up and look around the room but Tony remembered that Peter had left it in the bathroom so he could take a bath so he quickly left the room to go get it before Peter started to freak out even more.
“It’s okay, Peter” Steve reassured him softly. “Daddy’s gone to go get Stuffy for you right now”
Peter watched the bedroom door with tearful eyes and then immediately started reaching for Tony when he came back in the room holding up Stuffy.
When Tony handed it to Peter, he hugged the elephant to his chest and pressed a kiss to his head then looked up at Tony. “He scared ‘cause I not ‘dare”
“He’s with you now, buddy, so he’s not scared anymore” Tony said and helped Peter back into a sleeping position.
Peter looked like he was about to go to sleep but that didn’t last long.
He started to move around and start whining loudly as he tried to sit up. When both Tony and Steve weren’t giving him what he wanted, he tried to make grabby hands because he really wanted his bottle.
“Daddy wan’ milk” Peter whined. He tried to desperately make grabby hands but it wasn’t working and he was getting frustrated.
Both Tony and Steve looked at each other. “I can go make him a bottle. We ordered bottles right? I can’t remember what we did and didn’t order.” Steve asked.
Tony has to think about it for a few seconds but he definitely remembers ordering bottles for Peter because it was Steve’s idea, so he’s very thankful for that order right now. “Yeah, Uh, it’s in the cabinet next to the fridge”
Steve nodded as he quickly rushed off to get Peter his bottle of milk. “Papa’s gone to get you your bottle, Petey”
Peter kept making grabby hands and desperate sounds so Tony would pick him up and Tony couldn’t just stand there and look down at his son like that so he leaned into the crib and picked his baby boy up.
Tony held him on his hip while he rocked Peter back and forth in his arms for a few minutes until steve came back with the bottle of milk. “I warmed it up a bit in the microwave. I don’t know, I read it somewhere that it’ll help him get to sleep”
“Look what Papa brought you, Pete,” Tony said. He turned Peter around in his arms so he could see the bottle of milk that Steve was holding in front of him.
Peter immediately lifted his head off of Tony’s shoulder and reached out for the milk. Steve handed it to him then Tony carefully put him back in his crib.
Both of the husbands made sure to lie him down and tuck him into the blankets. Peter was looking up at his new daddies as they did that with so much love and trust in his giant brown eyes. He was holding his bottle up to his mouth with both hands while he drank from it.
“We love you so much, Peter” Steve whispered into the crib as he ran his thumb along Peter’s cheek. Tony leaned his head against his husbands shoulder with a smile on his face as they watched Peter’s eyes slowly start to shut with sleep and the bottle fall out of his mouth.
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It was around three in the morning when Tony and Steve were woken up to Peter crying.
Tony was the first one to wake up because he was a lighter sleeper than steve was. “Steve. Steve. Wake up. Peter’s crying”
Steve woke up and the first thing he heard was Peter’s crying from down the hallway so both husbands quickly got out of bed and made their way to the toddlers room.
Peter’s cries only got louder when he saw Tony and Steve and started making desperate grabby hands for them. He was standing up in his crib and had tears streaming down his face.
Steve stepped forward and picked Peter up in his arms. “Come here, baby. It’s okay. Daddy and I are here now. It’s okay”
Steve started to gently rock Peter back and forth in his arms and hush him. Tony picked his milk bottle up from inside the crib and saw that it was empty. “I’m gonna go get him some more milk”
Steve nodded as Tony left the bedroom. He continued to rock Peter in his arms until eventually the crying stopped and turned into sad hiccuping.
Peter lifted his head off of Steve’s shoulder. “I scared ‘cause-‘cause I alone”
“Aw baby boy. You’re not alone anymore because daddy and I are here now” Steve kissed Peter’s forehead and then felt that he needed a diaper change so he pulled a clean diaper out of the pack and grabbed the package of wipes.
He decided to change Peter on Tony and his bed just so he wasn’t doing it on the floor of Peter’s bedroom.
“Where we goin’?” Peter asked. He seemed to be in a better mood now that he wasn’t by himself in his crib in the dark. Peter looked up and down the hallway that Steve and him were walking in before sticking his thumb in his mouth.
“We’re going back to my room so I can change your smelly diaper” Steve said then poked his finger in Peter’s stomach causing him to giggle.
Peter didn’t respond to Steve as he was carried into the bedroom and then laid on the bed. Steve got to work by undoing the front of his onesie and pulling Peter’s legs out.
He then undid the diaper straps and pulled the front of Peter’s diaper down.
Steve was confused as to whether he should take the dirty diaper off first then wipe or wipe him with it still there.
He looked over at Peter’s face and saw that Peter had his thumb in his mouth and was watching him through his eyelashes.
Steve decided to just pull the dirty diaper out from Peter’s butt so he lifted his legs up and pulled it out from under Peter. While Steve went into the bathroom to throw the diaper away, Tony walked into the bedroom and sat down next to Peter on the bed.
“I have your bottle, Petey. Do you want this instead of your thumb?” Tony asked and Peter nodded so Tony traded the bottle for Peter’s finger.
“Oh you’re back. Peter needed a diaper change so I’m just doing that now” Steve mentioned. He grabbed the wipes from the bed and grabbed one out as he started wiping Peter clean.
“I can see that. It’s really late so should we let him sleep in our bed for the rest of the night?” Tony asked. He could imagine how scary it would be for Peter to sleep in a strange room all by himself.
“I think that’ll work out best for everyone.” Steve agreed then lifted Peter’s legs up to slide a clean diaper underneath him. While he was doing up the straps, Steve asked Peter if he was okay with their new sleeping arrangements. “Do you wanna sleep with us, Peter?”
Peter gave a toothy grin at Steve and nodded his head happily so both husbands took that as their answer. Tony got into bed as Steve finished putting the clean diaper on Peter and putting on his pyjamas properly.
Peter stuck his thumb in his mouth and rolled onto his stomach and sat on his knees. He looked between both husbands confused and scared before Tony opened up his arms.
“Come here, Petey” Tony held out his arms for Peter to come to him and Peter wasted no time in doing that. He crawled over to Tony and leaned on the man’s chest, right on his heart.
Steve looked over at Tony and Peter and couldn’t help the smile from forming on his face. He loved the sight in front of him. He loved his life now. So much.
Steve got into bed as well and shut the lamp off.
Peter out out a little whimper and tensed in Tony’s hold so the man held him tighter to try and make him feel safe. “It’s okay, buddy. Papa and I are both here with you and we’re gonna be here the whole night. Shut your eyes and go to sleep, Petey”
Steve put his hand on Peter’s back and felt his body rise and fall with his breathing. It helped relax him as well.
Tony could feel Peter’s occasional suck on his thumb, bottle now long forgotten as he fell asleep on Tony’s chest.
Tony made sure that both his husband and his son was asleep before he let sleep take over him as well.
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When Steve first woke up, it was to a heavy weight on his chest.
He opened his eyes and had to let them adjust to the sun coming through the windows before he could make out the toddler sitting on top of him with a toothy grin on his face.
“Papa! I hungry. Daddy’s sleepin’” Peter said, a little too loud for… Steve turned his head over to read the clock that read 7:17am. Way too early for this.
“Okay. Okay. How ‘bout we let daddy sleep and we can go cook him breakfast?” Steve offered. Peter began nodding excitedly and jumping up and down on Steve’s chest with one leg on either side on Steve’s body.
“Yay! We cook b’eakfast for daddy!” Peter screamed excitedly so Steve panicked and looked over to see if Tony woke up but thankfully he was still sleeping.
Steve hushed Peter. “Shhh. We have to whisper so we don’t wake daddy.” Steve whispered and sat up with Peter rolling onto the bed.
Peter sat up and mirrored Steve as he spoke in a quiet voice which wasn’t all that quiet. “Okay Papa. We be shh”
When Steve stood up, Peter stood up on the bed and held his arms out for Steve to pick him up and that’s exactly what he did.
When they got in the hallway, away from Tony so they didn’t have to worry about waking the man up, Steve spoke first in a normal voice. “Let’s go get you changed first then we can go cook daddy some breakfast”
“‘Kay! I wan’ put b’ueberry in ‘dem” Peter kicked his feet to be put down so Steve let Peter run the rest of the way to his bedroom. Peter started to try and take off his onesie but he was having trouble so he started grunting in frustration. “Papa! Need help.”
“Come lie down in front of me and I’ll help you” Steve said as he grabbed a fresh diaper and wipes.
Peter plopped his butt down in front of Steve and laid down, already knowing what to do since he’s gotten his diaper changed plenty of times. Steve made a mental note to do some research as to when they should start potty training Peter.
He was well aware that it was going to take some time and that Peter should have already started with his potty training but his life got turned upside down so that wasn’t a top priority.
“You change my diaper” Peter said as Steve took his legs out of his onesie and pulled down the front of his diaper. Peter lifted his legs up in the air to help Steve pull the dirty diaper out from under him. Peter looked at it and pointed. “That yuckie”
Steve laughed. “Yeah, yuckie diaper”
Peter watched as Steve wiped him down then went to go put a diaper on Peter but then remembered his pull-up for the daytime so he reached over to the pull-up box and grabbed one out. Peter watched him curiously.
“What that?” Peter asked pointing to the pull-up in Steve’s hand.
“This is a pull-up” Steve explained but Peter shook his head.
“No. Wan’ diaper” Peter kicked his legs out at Steve and crossed his arms over his chest.
“This is like a diaper, Peter. It’s so much more cooler than a diaper because you can slide it on and off when you want” Steve explained with excitement to his voice to try and get Peter to let him put it on.
“No, I wan’ diaper” Peter whined again. Steve hated giving into Peter when he was putting up a fit but he didn’t want Peter to hate him before they adjusted to their life together.
“Okay. I’ll put a diaper on for you then” Steve gave in. He traded the pull-up for the diaper as Peter lifted his legs back up.
“‘Kay! Fank you!” Peter gave a toothy grin at Steve which melted Steve’s heart.
He quickly put the diaper on, already feeling like a pro and putting Peter’s legs back into his onesie so they could have a comfortable pyjama day.
He picked Peter up and stood up with him in his arms as he walked with him into the kitchen and set Peter on the counter.
Peter clapped his hands as Steve started getting everything out to start cooking breakfast. Peter was so excited to be cooking with his Papa.