Cling - Chapter 2
My teeth are rotting oh my god. More clingy baby Peter with good dad Tony featuring Papa Steve! I tagged everyone it would let me, sorry if I missed anybody! (Ps. I’ve seen this happen to parents and it’s hilarious.)
Steve was standing at the sink rinsing the dishes from breakfast, Peter happily humming away in his high chair eating chopped up bananas and strawberries.
He was just putting the last of the plates onto the drying rack when he heard someone walk into the kitchen.
“Hi, Daddy!” Peter’s cheery voice rang out.
Steve turned around in time to see Tony smile and wander over to Peter in his high chair.
Steve and Peter hadn’t gotten to see Tony yet today as he had to get up earlier for a morning meeting with the board. He had apparently gotten back awhile ago and had taken the time to change out of his usual three-piece Tom Ford and into an old pair of jeans and a faded t-shirt.
Peter smiled up at Tony from his chair, waving around a handful of mashed fruit.
“Daddy, look! Nanna!”
“You got a banana with your breakfast?” Tony sat down in the chair next to Peter’s, smiling his thanks at Steve when he set a cup of coffee down next to him. “Looks like you got some strawberries too.”
Peter nodded, squeezing the fruit in his hands and mashing it even more. He moved to put it in his mouth before he stopped, glanced at Tony - who was watching him with a small smile - and offered his hand to him.
“No baby, you eat your banana,” Tony said, leaning forward to brush Peter’s hair back from his forehead. Peter leaned into the touch before going back to eating the mess in his hands.
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