Request: could i request the 'where's the kid?'/'you lost the kid?!' with steve x reader? maybe they're babysitting morgan for the first time? thank you so much xx

A/N: I hope you enjoy!

Warning(s): None

Word Count: 544

Prompt(s):

#29 — "Um, where's the kid?"

#30 — "YOU LOST THE KID?!"

Steve stretched out his arms as television show ended while releasing a long yawn. You glance at the clock above the television, noticing that it was only a few minutes before Tony was going to arrive and pick his daughter, Morgan, back up from you and Steve.

This was the first time you and Steve have babysat for Tony's child. As mischievous as her father was, Morgan surprisingly was an angel.

"Who knew that babysitting would be this easy," steve stated, brushing off the popcorn off his lap and arising. "I now wish we told Tony that he should pay us."

Steve chuckled at his own comment and left the living room to check up on the little angel who was expected to be sound asleep in her bed. You remove yourself off the couch and catch up to Steve before he entered her bedroom. Steve mildly opened the door, the faintest of line of light shining in.

Looking forward to see the cute girl sleeping in her bed, Steve instead found an empty one with her pillows scattered along the floor.

"What the—" steve uttered, stepping all the way into the room and flickering the light on. It was clear, Morgan was gone. "Um, where's the kid?"

You gasp in reaction of the unoccupied bed. "YOU LOST THE KID?!"

"What do you mean me?!" steve shouted, snapping his wide blue eyes at you. "This is a we situation," steve claimed, pointing between you and him. "it's fine though, she just might be somewhere in the house. We just need to—"

You about jump out of your skin as an abrupt door knock interrupted Steve's words. Steve grunted in vexation and sped off to go answer the door, ordering you to go search for Morgan around the house. You go off to search the kitchen first as Steve answered the door. He swung the door open, revealing the smiling father of Morgan.

"Glad to see your house is still in one piece," tony jested, entering the home as if it was his own. "Morgan! Honey! Where are you? I'm here!"

Steve gulped dryly as he shut the door behind him, watching Tony walking through the house, calling out his daughters name. After roaming room to room, he ended up back in the living room, still with no daughter. Steve tensed up as Tony swung his eyes over at him.

"Steve, where is my kid?" tony asked, placing his hands on his hips impatiently. "She is still alive, right?"

"Alive more than ever," you announce, carrying the adorable child into the scene. Steve released a breath of relief. "Morgan, your daddy is here!"

Morgan was eager to leave your arms and raced up to be embraced tightly by Tony. She giggled gleefully as Tony kissed her playfully on the cheek. Tony held her in his arms and scanned your face as well as Steve's.

"I appreciate the time you two took to watch over my little angel," tony thanked sincerely. "even if you lost her for a little there."

Steve perked up. "What? We never—"

"Bye!"

Tony dashed out the door with Morgan tittering in amusement. As the door slammed, you and Steve exchanged glances.

"Morgan seems to be more like Tony than we thought."

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