Irondad and Spiderson One-shots

Nightmares

Warnings- hysteria and vague description of a panic attack

Peter was still screaming when he woke up,

It was the kind of scream that would bring the bravest man to the ground, and draw out sympathy from the worst villain.

The kind of scream that was filled with pain and fear. Nothing else.

The kind of scream that broke through Tony Stark's sound proof walls, and would have woke up the whole tower of Tony hadn't burst through the door seconds later.

Tony himself nearly broke down at the sight of the teen.

His head was tucked tightly between his legs, a trail blood oozed down his face from his terrifying grip of his head.

Broken screams still emitted from the small figure. Tony himself wanted to cry, but instead sprinted to the side of the boys bed and crouched to his level.

"Peter, peter! Look at me! You're safe you're at the compound!"

Peter stayed firmly in his position, showing no signs of hearing him.

Tony grabbed the boys shoulders, shaking them ever so slightly.
"Peter please, look at me-"

A hand unwrapped itself and swung towards Tony, smacking his face and sending him backwards.
"Oh fuck"

When tony crawled from the ground to look at Peter, his stomach plummeted.

His back was pressed up against the wall, his hands held tightly at his stomach, a haunted look in his eyes as he stared at Tony.

Tony immediately knew he wasn't seeing what was actually there, by the way his body was stiff as if it were deciding if it should fight of flight.

Tony lifted his hands to peter in a placating manner,

"Peter... it's ok. We are ok, you're at the compound"

Slowly Peters sped up breaths and waved of tears came to stop.

Peter leaned forward, his sweat soaked curls flipping forward.
"Tony..?"

A breath of relief escaped him before he could stop it,
"Yes buddy, it's me"

Peters face crumbled once again.
"Tony,"
A new wave of tears started from him,

Tony stared for a few seconds before lifting himself onto the bed and slowly inches his way to the boy so he wouldn't scare him.

"You're alright,"

He wrapped an arm around the boy and slowly tugged in to his chest. Peter took the offer and collapsed onto his shoulder.

"You're alright," Tony repeated, running a hand through Peter's scalp placatingly.

"It's gonna be ok," He wiped away a few stray tears of his own before brushing away Peters hair  and planting a firm kiss on his forehead.

"Nothings going to hurt you,"

Tony listened as Peters cries turned into whimpers.

"I won't let it,"

Sorry it's short, but I really really wanted to write a scene like this.

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