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Steve sighed heavily before shouldering his duffel bag and entering Avengers Tower, Sam and Bucky right behind him.

It was early, nearly 6am, but Steve has insisted that he and boys pack it up and head over to the Tower before anyone woke up. Maybe because he was simply just an early bird, or maybe because he thought Tony would take it better over breakfast. Who knows?

  "I'm tiredddd," Sam whined, shuffling along as the trio entered the Tower, the doors opening up to welcome them into the deserted lobby.

  "And I'm a brainwashed super-cyborg, what's your point?" Bucky deadpanned, elbowing Sam somewhat harshly in his side. Sam yelped.

  "Shhh!" Steve hissed, pressing a finger to his lips and stepping into the elevator. "Waking up so early will have all been for nothing if you guys wake up the whole Tower with your bickering!"

  Both men simmered down but their elbow nudging and shoe scuffing didn't go unnoticed by the Captain.

  The trio rode the elevator up to the common floor in relative silence. When the doors opened, Steve was the first to step out and was immediately met by the sounds of the tv on and  young laughter. Peculiar sounds for so early in the morning, really.

"Why would you put powdered sugar on your toast?!"

"So, you don't have to put sugar in your coffee, since it's already on your food!"

"That doesn't make any sense, Dad."

"Dad?!"

Both Tony and Peter's faces appeared over the top of the couch, wearing equally surprised expressions. Peter looked like he was either about to implode from excitement or cry while Tony's face screamed mortified.

"Steve? What are you doing here?" Tony asked, visibly clenching his jaw.

Steve shifted uncomfortably and went to reply when Sam exclaimed, "Did he just call you dad?!"

Peter spluttered, face going red. He sunk down further on the couch cushions.

"Don't talk to him!" Tony snapped and rose from his seat. He stalked up to the trio and repeated in a quiet voice, "What are you doing here?"

Bucky cleared his throat quietly. "Natasha said we were welcome back as long as we stayed out of-."

  "As long as you stay out of my life?" Tony finished for the soldier. "Good fucking start, guys."

  Steve looked exasperated. "Tony, just give us a chance to make amends. Please."

  Tony crossed his arms over his chest and glanced over his shoulder. Peter was propped up on his knees, watching the situation unfold with big brown eyes.

  Finally, the billionaire sighed. "Fine," He said. "Whatever. Just don't, and i mean it, don't talk to Peter. Don't sit next to Peter. Don't breathe near Peter. He's off limits. Rodger that?"

  The trio nodded curtly.

  "Now go put your shit away. Shows over." And with that, Tony turned on his heel and strut back to the couch and reclaimed his seat next to Peter Parker. They sat in silence for a moment before Peter finally worked up the courage to say something.

"Why am i off limits?"

  Tony sighed heavily, not quite sure how to explain to the teen. He knew part of his fear was irrational, but every time he looked at Steve, he just saw him thrusting his shield into his chest with zero hesitation. He didn't want the same for his son.

  "Cap-Steve, has done some questionable things in the past and i guess i just don't want you to get hurt?" Tony tried and failed miserably.

  Peter cocked an eyebrow. "Why would Captain America hurt me?" He asked innocently.

Tony shrugged before lifting himself off the couch once more. His encounter with the three men had left him feeling anxious. "I don't know, kid. But i do know that i didn't think he'd hurt me and he did. Now, let's get you ready for school."

The quick change of topic surely caught Peter's attention. "School?!" He exclaimed like the idea was atrocious.

Tony smirked at the teen's reaction. "Yep. Your leave of absence is up and I think you're behind enough already. You're going back."

Peter whined, flopping back on the couch cushions like a fish out of water. "But i don't wannnnnaaaa!"

"And i don't wanna deal with Mr. Self-Righteous and his posse but i have to. Just like how little babies like you have to go to school," Tony replied whilst leaning in and giving his son a kiss on the head, causing Peter to flush. "Now, go get dressed. I'll make some waffles."