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Peter sat in the lab, enjoyed the room he had since no one else was currently in there. He had his headphones on and moved his head tot he music he was listening to. Golden Brown, by the Stranglers had been playing on repeat for a few times already and he had known the lyrics for quite some time already. It wasnt surprising that he eventually started singing along to the music.
When the song started again he was bowed over his project. He starting softly singing along.
Golden Brown, texture like sun
Lays me down, with my mind she runs.
He hummed along when the instrumental part began and stretched. It was late and he hadn’t eaten in a while, but he didn’t notice it yet. The music and his concentration on the project he was working on had captured him in his own little world where only music and electrical threads needed his attention.
Never a frown,
with Golden Brown.
His music was playing a little too loud to hear the labdoor open and Tony stepping through it. So when Tony entered and saw Peter concentrated without noticing anyone else, he grinned widely.
Everytime, just like the last
On the ship, tied to the mast
Tony stopped moving when he heard the voice of the young man. He had a nice voice, it sounded warm and soft. An idea popped in his head, he was going to scare the boy so hard. In the end it was Peters fault to sit with his back facing the door. He sneaked behind Peter and grabbed his shoulders quickly. The boy, of course, jumped out of his skin. However, what Tony hadn’t seen that Peter was with his hands twisted around wires, his superstrength pulling the majority out. Tony had also not anticipated the groan that would leave the boy. This would take at least take a few days to fix back up again.
Peter turned around with a pained expression and made eye-contact with Tony.
“Was that really necessary? This will take days to fix back up again.”, Peter said dissapointed. His hands were tangled in the wires and he started slowly pulling them off his fingers, as to not disturb the wires that weren’t pulled out. Tony, who hadn’t known Peter was working with such a sensitive part of his project had the decency to look remorseful.
“Shit. I didn’t see what you were working with, kiddo. I’ll fix it for you, I promise.”, Tony said, “I was coming to get you so you would eat something. You’ve been in here for hours and I want some nutrients in you.”
Peter nodded and stood up, untangling the last of the wires and placing them carefully down. He knew that it would be fixed, but he couldn’t help feeling irritated about it.
“So, what’s for dinner?”, he said as he turned around and followed Tony towards the kitchen.