" Mr. Stark, I-I need your help." Peter made his way to Tony's office right after his last phone call with this unknown person.
" What is it, kid?" He sighs, not even bothering to lift up his eyes from his paperwork.
" Someone k-knows my identity. And I don't even know w-who." He stutters, wincing when Tony lifts his head, eyes wide.
" What? How? Who?!" He exaggerates, throwing question after question. Peter proceeds to inform him on how they met, and everything that went down afterwards.
" Give me their number. I'll find out everything on them. I think it's someone in shield. How else could they find out all of this stuff about you and help you with fixing your suit? A suit so advanced, it was a challenge for even me to make." He questions, mostly to himself.
" Could you actually do that?" Peter asks, eyes wide with childlike fascination.
" Course I can. I'm Iron man." Tony scoffs, starting his deep search. Peter sighs in relief, and gives him the number. He was going to be okay.