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All Steve wanted to do was go home to his family. He didn't need Tony to badger him about Norman's wicked plot to corrupt his son.
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Being away from his family wasn't something that he enjoys. Don't get him wrong, he knows how important it is for Captain America to aid S.H.I.E.L.D for missions and such. But, this was something a common S.H.I.E.L.D agent could've done!

Paper work.

Correction. A mountain of paper work! A mountain of paper work was what greeted him when he entered his office, apparently it was related to the recent artack. According to Coulson, the recent attack on Manhattan has left many injured. Some even came in close proximity of it and were burned to ashes.

He knew it was his job to review any useful detail from S.H.I.E.L.D's field data on this thing and contain it. But was it necessary to document the probable gender of it?

Steve sighed and sat himself on his desk's chair. It will be exhausting by the time he finishes going through all theses papers, and he just can't wait to go home to his family.

Steve turned his attention to the picture frame on the upper right-hand corner of his desk. There in the frame was a picture of Tony and Steve cooing at a small bundle in their arms. He smiles warmly at the memory. They've just returned from the hospital, and both men were very exhausted. But they couldn't hide their elation upon arriving back to the tower with their little boy in their arms.

They introduced Peter to his aunts and uncles in the Avengers, and all were smitten when the babe yawned and smacked his lips cutely. They enjoyed feeding him, dressing him up, and just cuddle his itty-bitty body.

There was a time where Clint laughed when Tony and Steve got teary-eyed at the prospect of their baby no longer sleeping in the same room as them. Tony's classic response was to flip him the bird, whilst Steve just smothered Peter with hugs and kisses.

Those were some great memories, and he couldn't wait to get home to his family. Especially to his little baby boy.

When he turned to look at the time, it read 8:30 in the evening. He stretched himself and told Coulson that he'll be taking his leave.

"Understood, Captain. Please send my regards to Tony and Peter too" Steve nodded at him and made his way out of the office. Upon his arrival at the tower, he walked towards the express elevator which leads him directly to the lounge.

He pressed the com and told FRIDAY to let Tony know he's home. The elevator slowed down upon arrival and the doors slid open.

"Hello, sexy. I missed seeing you the whole day" Tony said while wrapping his arms around his husband's neck then proceeded to kiss him.

Steve held onto Tony's hips to bring him close so that their kiss would deepen. After a while they broke away for air, and he gave Tony a soft peck on the forehead.

"Not as much as I miss you. By the way, where's our little man?" Tony tilted his head towards the common room where a little boy in his dino pyjamas was piling pillows together to build a small fort.

Steve chuckled softly and proceeded to greet his sweet little boy.

"Hi sweetie, how was your day?" Steve knealt down besides his son and kissed the top of his head. Peter giggled and gave him a hug in return.

"Papa! Look wha' I made wi' 'arry!" the little boy toddled towards his little fort and showed it off proudly.

"That's great baby! But who's Arry?" at this moment Tony walked into the lounge with a tray of drinks. Two mugs of hot cocoa, and a sippy cup full of warm milk for Peter.

"It's Harry, actually. The child of Norman Osborn, my worst rival. He and Peter are now friends" Tony answered.

"Bes' frien', daddy!" the little boy jumped up happily and carefully held the sippy cup in his hand before sitting on the floor and drinking it.

"Yup, and you should've seen them. They were inseperable like magnets. It's been Harry this, and Harry that while you were away" Tony sighed.

"Aww, Peter's just happy to have made a friend" Tony rolled his eyes at his husband's casual response.

"I would be happy too, if the person whom he's being chummy with wasn't the spawn of Osborn"

"Tony"

"Come on, Steve. You know how Normie and I get along. I've got a feeling he's training his son to lure Peter away from us and brainwash him" Tony said sulkingly, while his husband rolled his eyes.

"Aren't you being a bit ridiculous right now?" Tony gasped at his husband's nerve.

"How could you say that! This is about our Petey-bear and Norman's son!"

"Sounds to me you're just jealous of Harry spending time with our little boy" Steve picked Peter up and place him on his lap. Peter nuzzled closer to his daddy's chest and continued to sip from his cup.

After the three finished their drinks, Tony and Steve went to wash up the dishes and cups. However, their conversation before did not end.

"And what if I am jealous? We were the world to him, that is until Norman unleashed his spawn to take Peter away from us!"

"Now you're just para-"

There was a ding coming from the elevator. The pair were informed by FRIDAY that Norman and Harry have returned. Tony gave him a wide-eyed look to tell him I told you so, but Steve just rolled his eyes.

Steve told FRIDAY to grant them access to the floor and the doors to the elevator slid open to reveal the pair. Steve walked out of the kitchen area and went to greet the man.

"Evening, Norman. Something that we can help you with?" Steve asked.

"Hello Steven, Harold here forgot his jacket and asked that we come get it" to Norman's right was a five year old boy that had eyes which looked better suited for a man like Norman. It was unnerving to see those kind of eyes on a child.

(Told you.)

(Zip it, Tony.)

"Sorry to trouble you" the little boy said. Steve waved his hand and told him it was alright.

"So, where did you last see it?" Steve asked him, but he was distracted by the sound of little feet pitter-pattering quickly towards them.

" 'arry!" the little boy exclaimed happily. The boy in response smiled warmly at his young friend.

"Hi, Peter. Sorry, I left my jacket in your room" Peter beamed up at Harry and presented him said jacket.

" 'ere you go!" Peter tried to put the jacket on Harry while the adults were looking. By the time Peter manages to put the jacket on his friend, it was on backwards but no one had the heart to tell Peter so. The boy looked so proud of himself that it was too cute.

"Thank you, for helping me with my jacket Peter. I appreciate it" the Osborn heir said warmly. This surprised both Tony and Steve. Even Norman looked as if he couldn't believe his son could use such a tender tone on someone, let alone an acquaintance.

Peter was very happy at the praise that he leaned forward and gave him a big hug. At first Harry was surprised, but he gladly returned the friendly affection.

Peter doesn't do that with anyone else but his family.

When Steve saw the young Osborn heir tightening his hug around his son, Steve felt a pang in his chest that churned his insides.

Hurry up and let go, already.

The boys broke apart and promised to see each other again. Tony glared daggers at Norman while the man quirked his eyebrows.

"You're doing this on purpose, aren't you?" Tony whispered so that the adults were the only ones that listened.

"I don't know what you're getting at, Stark" Tony growled lowly at him.

"You're trying to get Harry to befriend Peter so that you could get to my work, aren't you? Don't try to deny it" Norman rolled his eyes at the accusation.

"Please, and have my hands stained with Stark tech? Never. What about you? Aren't you the puppet master here?"

"Huh?"

"Clearly it was your plan to use your son's charm to get Harry to spill the beans on what I'm planning for Oscorp. I mean look at him!"

Norman was pointing to the two boys who were too distracted with each other to notice their daddies arguing.

"Your son's gotten mine wrapped around his little finger, and you think I'm to blame? You're more devious than I thought" Norman sneered with a smirk.While the two adults bickered behind him, Steve can't look away at how happy his little boy was with Harry Osborn.

He felt the same pang again, but this time it was of guilt. He thought Tony being jealous of a kid was ridiculous, but now he fears that his husband may have a point after all.

Great, now he's being ridiculous!
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