【Iron Bug】Forget–me–not

Raining

What was playing on the TV was probably a certain Star Wars movie. There seemed to be ten thousand such movies—anyway, Tony couldn’t tell. The rapid switching of the meteorite and spaceship scenes in the movie showed a thrilling feeling.

Although it is still worse than the real thing.

It was about five o'clock now, and it was raining outside.

The water droplets are sticky and dense, and the raindrops are woven into a rain net, which is transparent but seems to be covered with a layer of light floating ash.The air is slightly humid, and sweet water vapor seeps in through the window screens, giving the whole space a lazy atmosphere.

Tony would rest at the Avengers headquarters on the outskirts of New York City after his mission. Many times he would burn a lot of money to hold parties, or play ball and chat with the Avengers who had been in the space voyage before.

Later, due to the disagreement with Cap, many comrades in the past have no longer contacted. This huge base is like a shell that has been hollowed out, curled up on the ground like a tired monster, and sleeps lazily.

But that was a thing of the past, and something is different in this space recently.

"Pete, where are my donuts?" Tony opened the refrigerator and rummaged through it.But amidst the rows of boxed milk, soda, and other messy snacks, fruit and vegetables, there was clearly nothing he wanted.

The named child was watching TV on the sofa. He was very interested in the holographic TV in the base. In fact, the three-year experience of being alone in space made the little thing curious about everything.

Tony still remembers that when the spaceship landed on the earth, Peter tiptoed and jogged excitedly on the spot, even in the next second he was going to fly far away like an arrow off the string.

The boy did rush out later, but halfway he tripped over a speed bump on the extension deck and fell face down and hit his face.Although the little guy quickly shouted "I'm fine, I'm fine" and jumped up at the speed of a squirrel, but he pretended to be inadvertent to cover up his grinning expression and turned his head away.

Tony suppressed a smile and walked over to rub the aggrieved hairy head with a little pain.

The boy arched his palms like a puppy.

It's not too late at this point, and I've given up all hope of getting a double serving of chocolate donuts today.But this will not affect his good mood.

"Kid, are you being too strict with me as a grown-up-a donut can't kill anyone." Tony threw himself into the sofa, put his arms around the boy who was huddled in the corner, and put his head on his head. His little curly hair was messed up.

Peter put his arms around Tony's back, the man's shoulders were broad and heavy.He sometimes feels like a koala, wanting to hang on to his beloved eucalyptus all the time.

"But the index detected by Friday tells me that I must control your intake of sweets." The boy arched his head into Tony's arms, arching like a lamb looking for milk: "I have to pay attention to your body .”

At this moment, the tip of Tony's heart would suddenly soften, and the soft and soft feeling pressed against every pore of his body.

"Well, I can't afford to mess with our little hero." He stroked the boy's back with his right hand, and hugged the boy vigorously with his left hand.They hugged each other intimately, feeling each other's warmth.

Peter was born with long hands and long legs. He usually looks a little thin in a T-shirt and sweater, but in fact he should have a lot of flesh. His thin waist and stretched back feel like silk wrapped around a steel knife .He crawled on top of Tony, burying his face in the crescent of the man's neck.At this time, the boy would somehow put away his chatterbox attributes, just be quiet, Tony could hear his quiet breathing.

"Tony, I can't lose you, you know...I've already lost you once." Peter murmured, rubbing the man's cheek: "In that star 500 million light-years away On the little star."

"It's all over, kid, that's already in the past." Tony rubbed the boy's hair reassuringly.

The appearance of that event, which is said to be a miracle by later generations, is actually quite different from the reality.At least the media will not label such things as "sacrifice for love" on the hard-bodied heroes. Except for some Avengers members who contributed to the "resurrection" of Peter, almost no one knows what these two people went through. what.

When Peter just recovered, his body was still very weak. Although all body functions appeared to be very normal, the combination of machinery and flesh would always consume a lot of physical strength and energy.The boy has adapted quite well to the fully mechanized core, which makes it a little difficult for him to accept real flesh and blood again.At the same time, the stimulation brought by the mechanical heart to activate the immature brain made the little thing have a headache and couldn't fall asleep——

In order to let Peter get a better rest, Tony even transferred him to a private planet belonging to Stark to recuperate.

There is a short but violent rainy season on the asteroid. In the middle of a natural year, five days out of ten will show a "cat and dog" situation.

During that time Peter was in a bad state of mind.The child still talks a lot, and also has a lot of smiles, but the moisture of the raindrops seems to have penetrated into his joints, and the boy's body is always shrouded in a confused and sad fog.

He couldn't leave Tony for even a quarter of an hour, even if the man just disappeared around the corner of the corridor, those dark brown eyes would seem to flow translucent honey every second.

At that time, the man understood that his little thing was an insecure little crying bag. After all, the gap between life and death separated them for two full years.So Tony got used to following a little tail wherever he went.

Because it also worked wonderfully for his own insomnia and tiredness.

Probably due to the temperature difference and convection, the rain will get heavier at night, and when you look out through the open window, the sky always reflects a blackened rust red.In a sense, the sound of rain is a good natural white noise. Tony will let the sound of rain rush into the room, and sometimes there will be a muffled thunder that is not too loud, making a rumbling sound like a mill.Those nights when they all slept in each other's arms, Peter would look better at this time, with his arms around Tony, all hung on top of him.The day-to-day headaches made him exhausted every day, and the boy was rubbing his hands against Tony's chest like a poor puppy and whining childishly about whether he had a few puffer fish in his head veins.

"If there was one, we would have caught it and stewed it." Tony comforted the boy in a low voice, and made his little angel happy with some witty words.

Only then did the man realize that he had the talent and patience to take care of others.God knows how many years ago Tony Stark was famous, and those who were left in the bedroom after the end were all called "garbage" by the shrewd secretary Pepper and cleaned up.

Loving someone is a wonderful experience.Your treasure is sleeping next to you, no matter what, you can feel the breathing and heartbeat of the other person, you can touch gently and gently, and you can accompany you in the most difficult times...

What a wonderful experience.

Tony put his arms around the boy and rubbed his scalp and forehead gently to loosen him up a bit.At this time, the man's thoughts will fly back to the star with the emerald green land and deep purple plants, and all the memories become clear in the sound of rain, but the pain of the past is completely dissipated like winter snow.They supported each other to get out of the pain of losing each other, and the sacrifices and tragedies of the past turned into spring streams that gurgled and nourished the seed between them, and the seed took out new shoots and swayed in the gentle night wind.

"What are you thinking, hon." The man's palm is broad and strong, his fingers are a bit rough because of repairing things and doing various technical work, his gentle and comfortable technique relieved the headache in his brain by more than a little bit. Peter noticed that older lovers would be slightly distracted at this time.

"Nothing, just some—'forget-me-not' fish soup or something." Tony would lean down and kiss the boy's forehead at this point, his kisses precious and sweet, like champagne and honey.

Peter would look up and ask for a kiss back.

Then they did some intimate things in the sound of rain and then fell asleep hugging each other, just like in that small cave two years ago.

Later, the boy's body slowly recovered, and he gradually began to be able to do some things independently, and he would no longer wake up in the dark.The sunlight and vitality returned to him, those eyes were transparent and clear, and all the sorrow inside rolled to the horizon.

Just like now.

Tony's fingers stroked the boy's lower eyelids heavily: "Even if I lose you, I have a thousand ways to get you back."

Peter "giggled" and laughed. After their reunion, the boy's originally shy personality improved a lot—at least in front of Tony, he used his soft tentacles like a little snail to test the man's love. After being [-]% gentle, he climbed into Tony's heart with confidence.

In fact, Peter had completely lost consciousness after sending out the distress signal, and everything that happened after that was completely blank for him.

He never thought that one day he would be able to see Tony again.To this day, he still remembers the first quarter of an hour he saw Tony, the man who was strong and always full of witty words suddenly frail and gray at the temples.When the water dripped from the corner of the other's eyes, Peter couldn't believe it was tears.

In the first period of time, the memory was incomplete, but the honest heart's nostalgia and love for the man could not be stopped at all. They were like a stream in the rainy season, soaring wildly and breaking through the dike, filling every corner of the boy's thought and soul. .

He couldn't leave this man for a second, and the vague but painful memory made it hard for him to breathe.All the time, all the time Peter needs to see Tony, to make sure he's okay and they're still together.

The days of convalescence can be regarded as one of the happiest times in Peter's life, although the fusion of body and memory caused a painful headache.On those rainy nights, they cuddled and had intimate things, reminiscing about the days in the stars.

The pace of life for the two of them is very slow, a simple house, home-cooked food, snacks and old movies - and night rain with white noise playing all night long.

Tony always showed a kind of fatigue at the beginning, the kind of fatigue that found love only to burn himself out. Peter tried to open up, tried to hide his shyness.He would take the initiative to kiss the man's beard, and embrace the strong waist from behind. He tried his best to write love in his eyes, and conveyed all his love for men to the man who had been waiting for him for two years through his actions.

Loving someone is a wonderful experience.Your treasure is sleeping next to you, no matter what, you can feel the breathing and heartbeat of the other person, you can touch gently and gently, and you can accompany you in the most difficult times.

"What would you like to have for dinner tonight?" Peter sat up on his knees, with his arms around Tony's shoulders, and "Star Wars" on the TV was over.They watched the movie together at least three times, even though Tony was distracted or rubbed his chin and complained the whole time.

"Wow, wouldn't it be too cheesy if I answered 'eat you'?" Tony scratched the bridge of the child's nose: "Are you interested in cooking a pot of fish soup for your husband?"

"Greatly, sir. But I think actually... well, I mean, there's nothing tacky about 'eat me'." The boy looked straight into the man's eyes, some shy thoughts making his sympathetic nerves Dancing with TSH, blowing the capillaries in his cheeks—he blushed.

Tony laughed softly, leaning down to kiss his little boy.

It was still raining outside at this time, and the summer rain brought transpiration and warm air.

And their love is like this moist air, everywhere and everywhere.

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