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Peter got home from school. He put aside his backpack on the kitchen counter. He is very hungry even from lunch and snacks in between in school. His dad makes sure he isn't going hungry, as much as he protests to his dad that he will be fine. It doesn't stop his dad though. Never tell him but Peter very much appreciates the extra food.
At the moment he really wants mac n cheese. If Peter is completely honest he can't make much else without burning it. His dad was the same well actually on second thought he makes very good spaghetti and pizza.
His dad is in a meeting, he didn't know what it was about but he wouldn't be coming to the penthouse anytime soon. Aunt Pepper wouldn't let him reschedule the meeting since he had multiple times with these particular business partners. If he knew anything it was that Steve probably had to drag him to the meeting room.
He turns to the cabinet where the boxes of mac n cheese are placed taking out two boxes. With his metabolism this will do amazingly.
"Hey Jarvis, how you doing? " Peter gets a pot and fills it with water.
"Systems are all running wonderfully young sir, how was school?" Jarvis said while Peter places the pot and turns the stove heat on.
"Boring as ever but Ned does have a Lego set we are planning to build." He waits until the water begins to boil. Once it's hot he takes out the cheese packet and pours the pasta's in. He takes a look at his backpack which contains his homework. Fifteen minutes later he is doing his Ap Physics homework. Occasionally stirring the pasta.
"Jarvis put some Music on" he says somewhat focusing on his homework and the pot.
"What would you like, young sir?"
"Um Beggin by Måneskin and call me Peter Jarv " Peter went back to his homework. The music started to play in the speakers. Peter's foot begins to softly thump on the floor to the beat.
" Put your loving hand out, baby
'Cause I'm beggin" Peter says under his brother and moves to the put to drain out the water. He puts the pot back onto the stove and lowers the heat. Turning to the fridge to get milk and butter
"I'm beggin', beggin' you
So put your loving hand out, baby
I'm beggin', beggin' you
So put your loving hand out, darlin'
Riding high when I was king
I played it hard and fast, 'cause I had everything
I walked away, you won me then
But easy come and easy go and it would end"
Milk and butter in the pot he opens the cheese packets still singing not anymore quietly. Not realizing what's going on around him. Homework forgotten in the mist of things.
"So, anytime I bleed, you let me go
Yah, anytime I feed, you get me know
Anytime I seek, you let me know
But I planted that seed, just let me go
I'm on my knees when I'm beggin'
'Cause I don't wanna lose you
Hey, yeah ra-ta-ta-ta!"
Already lost in the music he doesn't hear or notice the ding from the elevator.
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Not to Peter knowledge Tony and Steve strolls out. The meeting ended earlier due to some complications may or may not be entirely Tony fault. Intrigued Tony pulls Steve away from eyesight, and puts a figure over his lips in a quiet signal. Steve was confused about this but didn't make a sound.
Tony has a grin appearing on his face listening to his kid singing. Tony didn't know Peter could sing until the he may of accidently possibly purposefully looked at the baby protocal in Peter suit while he was on patrol a few weeks ago. Not for the first time, Tony once again thought his kid was amazing.
He didn't want to confront Peter of this knew knowledge. Not yet anyway.
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"An empty shell, I used to be
The shadow of my life was hangin' over me
A broken man that I don't know
Won't even stand the devil's dance to win my soul
What we doin'? What we chasin'?
Why the bottom? Why the basement?
Why we got good shit, don't embrace it?
Why the feel for the need to replace me?
You're the wrong way track from the good
I want to paint a picture tellin' where we could be at
Like a heart in the best way should
You can give it away, you had it and you took the pay
But I keep walkin' on, keep openin' doors
Keep hopin' for, now the door is yours
Keep also home
'Cause I don't want to live in a broken home, girl, I'm beggin"
Peter putting back the milk and butter and throwing away the empty boxes and packets.
"Mmm, yeah-yeah, yeah, I'm beggin', beggin' you
So put your loving hand out, baby
I'm beggin', beggin' you
So put your loving hand out, darlin'
I'm fighting hard to hold my own
Just can't make it all alone
I'm holding on, I can't fall back
I'm just a calm, 'bout to fade to black"
Turning off the stove and going to the bowls. He scoops up the finish mac n cheese into a bowl. He goes to the forks
"I'm beggin', beggin' you
Put your loving hand out, baby
I'm beggin', beggin' you
So put your loving hand out, darlin'
I'm beggin', beggin' you
So put your loving hand out, baby
I'm beggin', beggin' you
So put your loving hand out, darlin'
I'm beggin', beggin' you
So put your loving hand out, baby
I'm beggin', beggin' you
So put your loving hand out"
At the end of the song, the sounds begins to fade off and he takes a breath in." Ok no more music Jarv i need to finish this " And eats as he goes back to his homework. It was a minute or two later his dad and Steve comes waking out of the direction of the elevator. Peter didn't hear the elevator ding but he was indulge in his masterpiece of food and homework so he didn't think twice about it.
"Hey dad, hey Steve, how was the meeting?" He asked glancing up to see Steve looking at his weirdly. Peter straightens slightly.
"Oh my god Steve why are you looking like that? Is there a spider?" Peter fastly saids squeaking at the end. Steve let's out a small laugh and shakes his head.
"Oh good" a relieved sigh he goes back to eating again when his dad ruffles his hair.
"You know, your amazing bambino" his dad saids sounding very happy Peter thought. Maybe the meeting didn't go too bad.
"I have you as a dad, lf course I'm amazing" Peter smiles, glad to have his dad back by his side and his dad super soldier boyfriend who is coming closer to having his own very similar title.