Peter Parker sickfics and the occasional Avenger sickfic

~Chicken pox~

Peter is about 4 in this and is Tony and Pepper's biological son. Harley is also their son - he is 6 years older (11)

Tony's pov:

I was in the middle of a meeting with Fury and the Avengers, when Harley came running in. "Harley, what did I say about when I'm in the middle of a meeting" I asked

"Sorry, it's just Peter's crying and he asked me to get you since mum's out" he said. I nodded and stood up "Sorry, Fury, I've got to go" I said, I saw him nod. Harley dragged me into the lounge.

When we got in the lounge, I saw Peter crying and tugging a blanket around himself. "Hey Pete, what's going on?" I crouched down in front of him

"I don't feel very well, I'm really cold and don't feel well" he cried. I picked him up, he cuddled into me and continued to cry. I rubbed him on the back "Harley can you get your brother something to drink?" i told my youngest

He nodded and ran off into the kitchen. I sat down on the sofa with Peter in my lap and placed a kiss on his head "Aww kiddo, I think you might have a slight fever" I cooed, which made him cry more. I kissed his nose and hugged him more

"Why don't we get you in the bath and into some warm pyjamas and get you to bed?" I suggested. He nodded, once Harley had come back in with Peter's water and gave it to him. Peter thank his brother and I took him up for a bath

I ran the bath, a little cooler than usual, as I felt that he had a fever. Once the bath was full, I helped Peter get undressed, leaving his boxers on, and in the bath. He screamed a little at first "No, daddy, no, please" he begged

"I'm sorry Pete, but we've got to get your fever down" I sighed. I saw him slightly nod, although I could tell that he wanted to cry. I quickly washed his hair and body and lifted him out the bath. I wrapped him in a towel and dried him off

"What pyjamas do you want to wear?" I asked him "My iron man ones" he giggled. I grabbed him his pyjamas and got him dressed "Can I have my hoodie please" he asked. I nodded and got his blue hoodie out and put it on him, I then get him into some socks

He smiled and made grabby hands for me. I gladly picked him up and cuddled him as he buried his face into my neck. "Can I have some warm milk please?" he muttered, I nodded and took him to the kitchen

I sat him down on the kitchen counter and got out the milk and his favourite cup. I then put the milk in the microwave and we waited. "Daddy I still feel really cold" he said. "Ok kiddo, let's get the warm milk in you and get you up to bed with a story" I got the milk out the microwave and passed it to him

He took the cup with two hands and gently sipped on it. He looked content with it. "Do you want to have something to eat before you go to bed?" he shook his head

"I'm not hungry, just tired" he whispered. I nodded "Ok, once you've had you milk, we can get you up to bed" he nodded and continued to drink his milk. When he had finally finished, I placed his cup in the sink and took him up to bed

By the time we reached his room, he had fallen fast asleep. I tucked him in and placed a kiss on his head and left him. I then went to the lounge and saw Harley watching some TV. "Hey buddy, what are you doing?" I sat down next to him

"Watching Harry Potter and that's it" he smiled "How's Peter?"

"Has a fever and loss of appetite" I explained to my 13 year old, he nodded and came to snuggle up to me "Are you not 'to cool' to have cuddled?" I laughed

"No, I still like having a hug every now and then, just not with my friends around" he relied, I nodded "So there's a catch" I chuckled, he playfully hit my arm before snuggling into my side