As I woke up I felt someone hugging me still. I opened my eyes and saw daddy's sleeping face in front of me. My back was against that familiar, strong chest; Steve's chest. He was still hugging me rather tightly and I noticed how from all the directions my feet were trapped. This made me feel amused and I guessed that our legs were tangled. I smiled a bit sleepily and felt so warm all over, so secure. I saw from behind daddy that the clock was only half seven and that I still had an half an hour before getting up. I closed my eyes but I could get any sleep. I wasn't sleepy anymore. As I just lied there, feeling safe and loved, I realized - or felt - how much my parents actually loved me.
I had asked about my 'real parents' when I was old enough to understand that two males couldn't have a child. I was angry that they didn't told me the truth, but then they had explained how I had just appeared into Tony's bedroom one day and stuff. It was so complicated, but then again... I was a child, born simply from love. It all sounded so gross and too cliché. But the DNA test had showed them the truth and all so... I guess you could call me a miracle.

Soon I realized dad was waking up because his hand moved and was pulled away. I shifted to see if he was awake and he was: he was smiling a little and then yawned.

He teased me about the fact that I had gotten scared a little, but eventually just said he was glad I hadn't grown up too much. I wondered what that meant. After dad had woken up, he tickled daddy's side a little and by that woke him up. I was a bit surprised by that, and again I had found out something new about my parents.

And was Tony ticklish?

Soon I found myself in a hug; it was to tease me a little; like I was a little boy again. But honestly, even though I begged them to stop and I told them it was embarrassed, I kind of liked it.

We got up after that and I went to brush my teeth and because it was still pretty early, I didn't change my clothes yet. Steve made me breakfast and surprisingly even Tony came to the table and so dad made him some breakfast as well. After 30 minutes or so I was out of the door, if you could say it like that, after yet another teasing hug.

"Yeah yeah... I'll be careful." I said as I entered the elevator. "We love you Peter," dad said and then Tony nodded and said the same "yeah, me too." He smirked and dad looked puzzled. I laughed a bit and answered, not feeling awkward or embarrassed: "I love you too."

After that kind-of-perfect morning I was on my way to school, feeling as happy as I could.

There. I know it's short, but it's supposed to be.

Oh, and of course I don't own anything.

I forgot to write this... thing to the last one, so this is going to cover that up as well. So about this shirt story: this was for my friend in the first place, when we were RPG -ing (asd) and I then decided to write this fluffy little thing~ I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did writing it! Btu yeah, I think it's cute :3 And superfamily is just so perfect~ It's perfection. Well, I shall now stop myself from writing all this nonsense~ Please review!