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-Peter's P.O.V-
Ned and I were currently running in PE, my chest was feeling a little tight which made me anxious. After the spider bite I thought it would gone, sometimes it would flare up but it would never cause an actual asthma attack to happen.
"You okay, I can hear you wheezing a little," Ned breathes deeply from beside me as we continue to run.
I can also hear myself wheezing and feel my heart beat beating rapidly. I decide to not tell Ned and hope it'll pass quickly.
"M'fine," I mumble, trying to pull some air into my lungs.
Ned stays silent and we continue to run. Every step expels air from my lungs that I can't seem to pull back in, my head is beginning to become light as my limbs become heavier.
I stop running and rest my arms on my knees, trying to open my lungs up more to get more air. My throat felt tight and only a sliver of air could reach my screaming lungs.
"Peter, what's wrong?" Ned asks, now stood beside me with a worried look.
Lowering myself to the floor I place my head on my knees, wanting it to be over. "Asthma," I whisper, barley mustering a word.
My wheezing becomes more evident as the world spins dangerously in my vision. "Do you have your inhaler?" I hear Ned ask from beside me, I can see others around me but I pay them no mind as I try to draw air in.
Shaking my head I hear some curses from around me but can't work out who they're from. "Peter listen, does Tony have your inhaler?" I hear Ned distantly say as he helps me lay onto my back.
"Yeah," I breath out, my voice coming out as hoarse and rough.
Sounds begin to fade as does my vision, all I can hear and focus on is how my breaths are becoming shorter and shorter as my wheezing becomes stronger.
-Tony's P.O.V-
I was sat working on my suit when my phone begins to ring obnoxiously from beside me. Rolling my eyes I picked it up and was about to decline when I saw it was Ted, Peter's best friend.
"Hello," I speak, worry beginning to form in my veins.
"Mr Stark, it's Ned, Peter's friend. He- um he's having an asthma attack and we don't have an inhaler," Ned (not Ted) rushed out.
I nearly dropped the phone in shock as I said I would be there soon and jumped into my suit, inhaler in hand. I could easily track where Peter was and I knew I had to rush to get to him before it was too late.
"FRI, find Pete," I command to FRIDAY as I began to fly to school; FRIDAY obliged wordlessly and soon a map showed me where he was.
He was on the field and I could image he had PE and had to run. I frowned slightly, after Peter was bitten he didn't ever really get asthma attacks, so hopefully this will be a one off.
Soon I arrive and ignore the shocked gasps and looks as I land and let the suit dissolve into the reactor as I rush towards my son, who is now laying down.
"Pete, can you hear me," I voice, trying to get his attention so he knows I'm about to give him his medicine.
I get no answer, only a flutter of his eyes as they threaten to close and a wheezy breath. Cursing slightly I bring the inhaler forward and move behind Peter. I lift him up slightly so he is leaning a little on me so his chest can open a little more and help the medication do it's job.
"Petey listen, when I get to one and you feel the medicine you need to breath in okay," I say, my voice loud in order for him to hear and understand.
A slight nod of the head is all I need as I push the inhaler into his mouth, "ready, three, two, one," as soon as I said one I pushed down and felt the medication enter his mouth as he breaths in like I said.
It takes a few moment and I can already see an improvement and I count down again and give him some more.
I breath a sigh of relief when he becomes more alert and is able to breath in more, "you okay?" I ask him.
"Yeah, thank you," he replies, I can hear the relief in his voice and smile a little knowing he is okay now.
Tony sighed a little, knowing people are now going to ask how Iron Man was here with Peter. But he didn't care, as long as Peter was okay and safe it didn't matter.
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A/N- I hope this was okay, I got a little distracted so it got hard to write but well yeah.
