Ok so quick author's note before I start the whole story thing-

I stayed home from school today because of  anxiety! *cheers in the background* So there I was, chilling, scrolling through YouTube, when the Spider Man Far From Home trailer shows up in my recommendations.

Naturally, knowing my emotional trauma after Endgame, I did not watch the trailer, knowing I would not be able to handle it.

Of course, because the world hates me, I went to watch a pleasant Jordan Cunningham video, when an ad pops up.

Nothing unusual here, except the fact that the ad started with Tom Holland in his lovely British accent talking about how the following video has Endgame spoilers so don't watch if you haven't seen Endgame and I was like "oh it's the goddamned video I was avoiding"

I watched literally 10 seconds before I started crying so I skipped the ad, but then realized "hey some other people might have some emotions to deal with too" 

So, because of that, I'm going to have a nice, soft, Peter and Tony exclusive chapter because god knows I need it

"Hey Mr. Stark!" Peter said to the man walking into the lab, setting down his web slingers. He had been working on upgrading them earlier, but decided he needed a break. 

The older man smiled at the sight of the teen, reaching down to ruffle his curly hair. Peter laughed, already making an attempt to fix it, and stood up from his stool. 

"Wanna watch a movie?" He asked, already making his way towards the common room because he knew there was no way Mr. Stark would say no.

The man agreed with a tired smile, following Peter out the door.

He gasped a bit when he walked outside, not having realized how late it had gotten - night time - because of the window covers in the lab to prevent having to look at the sun. Peter, Tony and Harley all appreciated it a lot.

Peter immediately, once outside, began getting all of his blankets from everywhere he stashed them around the room, and piling them together in a big mountain. Tony began scrolling through Netflix (which he owned, due to a misunderstanding) and trying to pick something to watch.

"My English teacher today had the audacity to say that every fairy tale had to have a main protagonist with deceased parents and evil step parents" Peter said suddenly, curled up underneath the pile of blankets with Tony. The man snorted.

"Has your English teacher ever seen Sleeping Beauty?"

"Exactly!"

"That's what you get for going to public school kiddo. I offered to get you into a private one but 'no, that wouldn't be fair, and Ned, and yadda yadda yadda' " he mocked in a high pitch voice, causing Peter to jokingly punch his arm. They both laughed and continued to scroll through the movies, until deciding on a classic.

"I can't believe they made so many sequels to this movie" Peter whispered in horror as he watched, absolutely amazed at how bad it was.

"What are you talking about kid? Everyone loves Sharknado"

"Yeah because they like to make fun of it"

"That's the low hanging fruit, and those people are no fun. Instead, make fun of the director for his other stuff" Tony said, as Peter quickly googled the man.

"I don't know what any of these movies are"

"Exactly"

"Sharknado got a 82% on Rotten Tomatoes" he said, sounding quite shocked. Which was reasonable, as that is a shocking rating.

"Wow" Tony said, equally shocked.

"But it got a 3.3 on IMDB" Peter said as he read further, now reading the synopsis.

"Out of what? 5?"

"10"

"Oof" the man replied, looking to the screen where the movie was playing, and laughing at the stupid implication that a tornado carrying a bunch of sharks could last that long, or even happen. For fucks sake one guy just punched a shark.

"Sharknado 6 is about time travel"

"I bet they don't know how time travel works and just follow popular media trends"

Peter quickly pulls up the trailer and, sure enough, the 6th movie is the sharknado gang trying to go back in time to prevent Sharknado from happening in the present.

"Whoa, I've seen better animation done by Dr. Dad"

"Stephen can't draw for shit" the two laughed at the horrendous movie trailer, before Peter turned off his phone, and cuddled up next to Tony. The man slung his arm around his son, sighing softly as he held him in his arms, because Peter was alive and fine, and Tony was there to laugh about shitty movies with him.

They finished the rest of the movie with only a few quips about physics every couple of minutes, barely even paying attention, and just enjoying the other's company. 5 years was far too long for that to happen again.

"I'm sorry Peter" Tony said, still sitting on the couch with Peter long after the movie had been over. The teen looked confused. 

"What? Why?"

"I dragged you into this mess, and I couldn't save you when you needed me most" he said, his voice cracking, on the verge of tears. Peter was about to protest, but Tony continued to talk. "I'm sorry for everything you've gone through because of me"

"Mr. Stark, no" Peter said, staring intently at the man, with all of the love and affection he could possibly give in his eyes. "Sure, these past couple of years have been kind of shitty" he admitted, looking down. "But they've also been the best years of my life. Because of you, I get to do what I love, helping people, and do it safely and with confidence. Because of you, I have two dads instead of 0. I have a dope family because of you Mr. Stark, and I'm very thankful for that" Peter said, failing to stifle a small sob.

They both hugged each other, holding on like their lives depended on it. Tony knew he would never let his kid go again, no matter what happened.

"Thanks kid" Tony said, wiping away his tears. Peter smiled, and rested his head on the man's shoulder, exhausted from his long day. 

"Thanks, dad" Tony, rubbed the teen's back until his breathing evened out, and he knew his son was sleeping. 

Tony relaxed backwards, smiling softly at his boy, before drifting off too, into a sleep without nightmares, for the first time in years.