"Mr Stark? Why are you standing in the kitchen drinking coffee at two in the morning?"
Tony looked up blearily, squinting as he tried to focus on Peter's face. "Morgan woke up. She wouldn't go back to sleep. So I need coffee."
Peter took the wide eyed baby from his mentor, cradling the tiny form in the crook of his arm. "Still. Coffee? Really?"
Tony glared at him tiredly. "I am nothing without my coffee."
Without missing a beat Peter replied with a deadpan expression. "If you're nothing without your coffee then you don't deserve it."
Tony choked on a mouthful of liquid, coughing as it ran down his chin. "You little-"
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FanfictionIrondad is my LIFE. So, based on that, here is my collection of fluffy, angsty, funny, ridiculous(sometimes), stories of our favourite father/son duo. I will not, under ANY circumstances, write Starker. I think it is disgusting, and all my stories a...
