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"Do you think we did the right thing?" Tony asked arranging table for breakfast. It was little weird for him that from now onwards there will be three plates instead of two. He felt like his family was finally complete as a warm feeling gushed inside his heart "I think we were too harsh on him"
Steve watched amusingly as Tony set up the table. He bet his husband was wondering where he would make Peter sit, between them or opposite to their chair. It was a huge change in their lives, huge and difficult with tons of obstacles. This wasn't a normal adoption where a family gets a child and they live happily ever after. It was going to be a long road to cover inorder to gain each other's trust. One step at a time, thought Steve and took a deep breath "If you're going to answer yourself then what's the point in asking me a question?"
"I still can't believe Peter will actually live with us ..as our..." Tony glanced at Steve as he hesitated to say next word
"You can say aloud Tony. Peter is our son" Steve smiled and reached out to intertwine their fingers "We have a son now"
Tony grinned happily. He loved the sound of that. Son. Peter was their son "I can live with that"
Steve chuckled and kissed Tony. They had to pull apart when Peter's voice reminded them of his presence "Don't you guys have anything else to do?"
Both men blushed lightly for getting caught by their kid. Tony pulled a chair out for Peter but the boy choose to sit at the end of table. It did hurt a little but he ignored and sat down on his seat, Steve doing the same "I made pancakes for you. Last time.."
"I don't want it" Peter spoke rudely and leaned back
Steve pushed the toast towards the boy "No problem. You can have these toa..."
"I want sandwich"
Tony frowned "But I already made these for you. I thought you liked pancakes"
Peter slammed his hands on the table "I fucking don't okay! I want sandwich or else I'm not eating"
"What did I say about cursing?" Tony tried not to loose his temper. He looked at Steve who was keenly observing Peter's behaviour
"I don't care. You're not the boss of my life"
Steve nodded and spoke firmly "You're right. We are not your boss but we're your parents and we surely get to decide what you'll have for breakfast, lunch and dinner"
Peter matched Steve's tone "Fine! But I'll get to decide if I want to eat that shit of yours or not"
Silence
Peter waited for them to explode. This had to get them mad. They will now yell at him and soon realize they made a big mistake by adopting him. He crossed his arms and leaned back, clearly enjoying his victory "I want sandwich"
Little did Peter know, both men had clasped their hands tightly underneath the table, trying hard not loose their temper. They knew Peter was pushing their buttons and it was working up to an extent. It wasn't going to be easy for them too, after all this was the first time parenting a child. Steve closed his eyes and inhaled "Ok fine. You want a sandwich right?"
Peter nodded
"I can make sandwich for you but you see we have a slight problem. The bread is all over as we toasted all the slices and the bakery is like forty five minutes from here so I'm guessing it would take another hour before you get to eat"
Peter's eyes widened
Tony tried not to smile as he understood his husband's strategy "Steve you forgot to add the time we'll need to go get the bread..I mean the traffic in New York is worse at this hour"
Peter frowned
"I also need atleast half an hour extra to prepare your sandwich. In short you'll get to eat in two hours from now" Steve finished proudly
Peter's stomach grumbled. Two hours?
Ofcourse Tony heard the soft rumble and had to control his smile "But that's okay Steve. Peter is not that hungry right now. I'll go get the bread while you start with the preparations"
Peter growled and grabbed the plate infont of him. He gobbled one bite after another, not bothering to look at the two men who were now smiling. This did not go according to his plan. The boy then dragged the chair rather too loudly and stormed back to his room. He made sure to slam the door as hard as he could so the two adults could hear him.
Tony shook his head "Teenagers" he then smiled at Steve "That was smart of you to think at the last second"
"Told you. We are in this together. I'm sure one day Peter will realize we are for real"
"Please never leave me"
Steve chuckled "Never babe"
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Peter was mad. He was so mad that his plan didn't work. He will have to think again and come up with something else... something big.
The door opened and Tony peeked in "Peter I'm going to college and Papa will soon leave for station. Do you need anything"
"How about you fucking let me go?"
"So nothing huh? Good. By the way I've kept few snacks on the table and there are few movies on the rack near TV if you want to watch. I'll be back by six. See you kid" Tony smiled and closed the door.
"Freaking unbelievable!" Peter kicked the side of his bed and groaned hoping on one leg "Aww Aww Aww!"
Wait a minute
"They will be gone! No one is there in the house. This is perfect!" Peter tried to jump with happiness but then yelped clutching his foot "Aww!"
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"Thanks for picking me up" Tony got off the car when Steve parked at the front door. To be honest he was eagerly waiting to get back home and check on Peter. It was weird that he missed the kid when he was at college.
"My shift got over so thought I'd give you a ride back home" explained Steve turning off the engine. Together they climbed the porch and Tony asked "What do you think our mini Godzilla would be do..?" he paused closing his ears and so did Steve "What the hell is that!?"
A loud thundering music was booming from inside. The stereo must be on full volume because they couldn't even hear their own voices. Tony banged the door but got no response. Steve tried the bell but got no response. They tried together but still Peter didn't open the door. Getting frustrated, Steve went at the back and climbed inside through a small window, followed by Tony
Steve was shocked to see Peter on the couch causally reading one of Tony's science books, wearing headphones as his head moved up and down to the music "Peter!" he yelled to get his attention while shutting his ears with both hands
Tony was sure his ears were bleeding due to the loud blaring sound and he could feel his heart thumping along with the music "Peter turn off the stereo!"
"He can't hear us!" Steve shouted
"What?"
"He can't hear hear us!"
"I can't hear you!"
"He..." Steve grunted and went to turn off the music. He momentarily felt disoriented when the hall filled with sudden silence
"Oh hey guys. How was your day?" Peter asked as he flipped another page
Tony rubbed his racing heart. He feared one day the kid will surely give him a heart attack "What the hell were you doing?"
Peter held his book high "Reading?"
"What's with the loud music?" asked Steve
"Last time I checked it wasn't a fucking crime to hear music" Peter went back to reading
"Guess what? Even our neighbours got the privilege of hearing your music"
"Whatever" Peter waited. He knew they were angry. He could see it in their eyes.
Steve looked at Tony with an expression that read 'Handle-him' and received a nod. Tony clapped his hands "Great! Actually I love loud music. I missed how these beats get into my nerves... it's awesome feeling"
Peter stared at Tony looking shock
Nailed it! Steve grinned, getting on board with his husband's plan "Absolutely Tony. Could you please turn on the music again so we all could enjoy"
"Ofcourse babe" Tony played the music. It was loud. Too loud and both men were cringing at the thundering noise but forced themselves to move their legs as they danced "C'mon kid. Join us! This is good!" Steve shouted
Peter slammed the book shut and got up from the couch. He clicked the off button and stormed pass Tony towards his room.
Steve slumped into Tony's arms and sighed "I think my ears are bleeding"
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Tony was glad they went through the dinner without any hazards. Peter ate quietly without any making any fuss. They tried to talk to him but everytime he answered in either yes or no and even ignored few of their questions. When it was bedtime, the boy again locked himself in his room but not before slamming the door loud enough to rattle the hinges
"Well, we're still alive at the end of the day" Tony laid on the bed feeling extremely exhausted. In his eyes it was a successful day since Peter was still under their roof. He looked up to see where Steve was when he got no answer from him and saw his husband staring at their cupboard "Steve? What happened?"
"Take a look Tony"
Tony got up and stood next to Steve. His gasped when he saw all their clothes were either cut in half and or torn in different places "What the fuck!?"
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