Notes: So I wanted to write a five times someone looked after Peter and 1 time it was Tony but it never happened.Instead we got one time Pepper did a mom move and one time Tony did. Make sense? Idk.Tags: zip, nadda zilch.

Ned Leeds frowned at his best friend as they slowly walked towards the library where they usually spent their free period. The halls were silent as most of the students who had a free period went to wait in their next classroom or in the cafeteria. For a school of geniuses, they still avoided libraries for the most part.

It was the middle of winter and Peter had forgotten his special winter coat at home. The one specifically made to keep his body temperature regulated like his suit did. Ned had tried telling the other teen that he should call someone to bring it to him but no, Peter didn't want to bother anyone.

"What if you start hibernating or something? Because then you would be "bothering" us all with something you could have prevented if you weren't so stubborn." Ned said, using hair quotations when he said bothering. His friend never seemed to understand that people cared about him.

Peter rolled his eyes, trying not to shiver. "Okay, I've only hibernated once and I'm not going to do it again. FRIDAY has an alert for if my temperature drops to a certain level anyway." He mumbled exasperatedly, did no one trust him to take care of himself?

Suddenly the familiar click-clack of Pepper Potts' heels could be heard coming toward them. "One, you're a self-sacrificing buffoon who has no self-preservation. Two, you won't be hibernating anytime soon because I brought you this," she said as she appeared around the corner and dumped Peter's already warm coat over his head. "You're lucky that your friend MJ had the insensitive to text me and tell me that you'd forgotten it." She gave a disapproving frown.

Peter shot an innocent smile at her. "Thank you! I'm sorry!" He said as he burrowed into the coat.

Pepper smiled back, a hand brushing the curls from his eyes. "It's fine. Just try to stay alive for more than a day, yeah?"

And with that, she was gone as quickly as she'd appeared.

"For the last time! I'm fine!" Peter scowled from his place on the lab's couch. Only to let out a sneeze.

Tony arched a brow at him, unimpressed that even when he had a fever, and was sneezing and coughing all the time, the boy still tried to insist he was fine. "No, you're not. We're not doing lab day like this, and you most definitely are not patrolling. What youaregoing to do is get your spider butt upstairs, in bed, with five boxes of tissues."

Peter's face shifted slightly with an emotion that Tony couldn't name. "But I don't wanna go upstairs." Peter whined.

The superhero crossed his arms and looked at the younger one in front of him. The boy looked miserable. He had red eyes and an equally red nose. He was pale, shaky and looked about 5 seconds from crying. He somehow looked worse than he had when he'd walked in earlier and almost given Tony a heart attack with how zombie-like he looked.

"Why don't you want to go upstairs? You will be so much more comfortable up there than down here, bud." Tony questioned.

"Idon'twannabealone!" Peter said in a rush, heat rushing to his already rosy cheeks.

Tony blinked at him. "I don't speak spider baby, you wanna say that again?"

"I don't want to be alone."

'Oh,' Tony thought, 'It makes sense. Of course, he wouldn't want to be alone while he was sick.'

"So then I'll just come up with you," Tony said nonchalantly, "We can make it a movie night instead." He saw Peter's face light up.

"Really?" The boy beamed at him.

Tony smiled slightly. "Yeah, kid, really. But only if you actually listen and get some rest."

"Deal. Can we go upstairs now? I still need to show youRogue One."

Tony chuckled. 'If that's what gets him to rest, so be it.