"Mr. Stark?" Peter called as he slung his bag onto the sofa. The teen took out his earbuds and stuffed his phone into his pocket as he looked around the living area. "FRIDAY, where's Mr. Stark?"

"Mr. Stark is currently in his workshop." The AI answered. Peter shrugged off his jacket and laid it on a chair before walking down a hall and to the doors of a workshop. Peter pressed his palm to the scanner and the door slid open. Peter looked around before noticing a head laid down at one of the tables. Peter rose a brow before entering, hearing the door slid shut, and going to Mr. Starks side.

Peter tapped Tony, "Mr. Stark, you should probably go to you bed." The darker headed man shot up and shoved a repulsor to the boys face. Peter stuck his hands up. Tony let out a breath when he realized who it was.

"Shit- I'm sorry kid. I didn't mean . . .," Tony put his head in his hands and ran a hand down his face. "I'm so sorry." Tony wasn't looking at the teen.

Peter frowned and stepped in front of the man so that he'd look at him. "Mr. Stark, it's alright. What's going on? Are you okay?" Peter helped Tony take a seat. Peter noticed a piece of equipment around Tony's head. Peter smiled and rolled his eyes before removing it and helping Tony take off the gauntlet to the Iron Man suit.

"I-I don't know. I've been so strung out lately. I haven't seen ya in a while either. That's probably part of the problem." Tony sighed and rubbed his eyes.

"Alright. How about I get you to bed. First, I'll make you tortellini," Peter offered. Tony smiled up at the kid.

"Where'd you learn to make that?"

"Well, I needed an extra class for high school this year and needed the points. So, cooking was one of them. We've been learning how to make it this week. You want some," Peter was rambling and Tony loved it. He missed him. Even if it had only been one month. It was Tony's weekend with the kid and he was so excited.

"Hell yeah I do. Let's go. Can't sleep on a empty stomach," Tony chuckled before wrapping and arm around the kid and walking him out of the lab. Peter lead Tony to the kitchen and watched as he took a seat at the island table to talk to him as he cooked. Peter went through the cabinets and found all the attire he needed to make his dish.

"So, what's new?"

"Aunt May has been on different shifts so I get to see her everyday after school," Peter shrugged. He reached for the tomato sauce to put in a different pot.

"That's nice. It's always fun to see the person you live when you get home," Tony sighed.

"Where is Pepper?"

"She's been on that trip, ever since last month."

Peters jaw dropped, "it's been two months? I thought she only had to spend two weeks there."

"Yeah, we did too. Turns out she got stuck there due to something rising with the businesses down there. She's helping out like the kindhearted person she is. Bet she regrets it. She keeps me on my feet though."

"That blows. Have you seen the news recently?" Peter asked. Tony merely shook his head.

"Turns our Captain America was spotted. He was with James Barnes."

"No shit. Came to the tower yesterday."

"What happened-"

"That's the only good thing that's happened. Other than you of course."

Peter smiled but got serious again, "what was it all about?"

"Well, they're moving back in. They apologized. I'm over it. I can't hold onto the past forever," Tony sighed before realizing there was a plate of steaming tortellini in front of him. Tony smiled up at the teenager as he set a fork beside the plate.

"Hope it's good. That's great by the way," Peter nodded.

Tony took a mouthful of the well made pasta. He had to stop and look at Peter before he chewed faster. "Holy- wow- this is good kid. Make me more foods and I might make you my damn maid. This is so good!" Tony kept taking mouthful after mouthful.

"Slow down," Peter laughed at Tony. "Thanks though. Love you too." Peter was still laughing.

Tony stopped at that though too. Pete just said he loved him. Peter then went silent. He realized what he had said.

"I-"

"Love you too, Pete."

Peter smiled warmly.

"Alright, I gotta eat this before it gets cold." Tony shoveled another mouth full.

"Alright, I'll stop bugging ya."