Tony Felt Like His Head Had Barely Hit The Pillow Before He Was Woken By Soft Cries Coming Through The

Tony felt like his head had barely hit the pillow before he was woken by soft cries coming through the monitor by the bed. He groaned and rolled over to look at the picture on the baby monitor on his bedside table. Morgan was wide awake, and although she was only making a few whimpering noises at the moment, Tony knew she would work her way up into a full blown crying fit if someone didn’t go check on her. She’d caught a cold recently and was having trouble staying asleep without getting fussy.

Tony rubbed his tired eyes and sat up with a quiet groan. He heard Pepper stir on her side of the bed.

“Tony… what—“

“I got it, go back to sleep,” Tony mumbled, running a hand down Pepper’s arm soothingly. Morgan had passed her cold onto her mom, so Tony wanted to make sure Pepper got as much rest as she could as well.

He turned down the baby monitor and stumbled his way out of the room and down the hall to his daughter. When Pepper told him she was pregnant he thought he’d have no issue with not getting any sleep. He was used to staying up all hours of the night working and not really getting much sleep. Apparently though, taking care of a baby was more exhausting than working on the Iron Man armor for 48 hours straight because god Tony was exhausted all the time.

Not that he was complaining. These last few months since Morgan was born had been some of the best and happiest months of his life and he wouldn’t trade them for anything.

The closer he got to Morgan’s room the more surprised he was that he couldn’t hear her crying. The last few nights since getting sick had been hard on her little body, and she was much quicker to cry than she usually was. His surprise turned to tension however when he reached the cracked open door and realized he could hear another man’s voice coming from inside the room.

Tony was ready to run into the room guns a-blazing to see who the fuck had broken into his daughters room before he realized he recognized the voice. He nearly laughed out loud at himself for his reaction, but he was too curious to see what this kid was doing to risk making noise and alerting the boy to his presence.

Tony pushed the door open gently so it wouldn’t make any noise and leaned against the door frame to watch his two children together.

Peter must’ve just gotten in because he was still wearing his Spider-Man costume, sans-mask, with a tear in the back by his shoulder blade. He was cradling Morgan against his chest, bouncing gently and rocking from side to side to make sure the eight month old didn’t start to cry again.

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