I hope quarantine is treating you well! my dms are always open if not!

disclaimer: I quite unfortunately do not own these characters. sad, I know.

If there was one thing in the world that Tony wasn't, it was a morning person.

He simply couldn't deal with all of the cheery rays of sunshine, and bustling city streets without his caffeine.

Not to mention his teammates.

Especially the ones who actually were morning people. He shuddered internally.

Psycopaths.

Which is why he all but stumbled into the kitchen - a fact which he would later deny - and looked desperately for his coffee, sighing deeply in appreciation once he had it. The only other occupant of the room merely stared at him, one brow raised.

Tony glared back.

"I am nothing without my coffee." He declared, and watched as Peter's hands stilled. The kid looked at him mischieviously, a grin beginning to split his face.

"Then maybe you shouldn't have it."

If Tony choked on his coffee at the response, well.

He would deny that, as well.

:D