Steve played with Peter's feet, delighted how his child giggled gleefully at the playful assault. He picked him up, taking him over to the kitchen counter and sitting him on one of the chairs, knowing he was too smart to move too much.
How could he have known that there was a shard of broken glass near him?
The blonde startled at the wail that tore through his son's throat, turning around while holding the milk carton. Peter had unwittingly grabbed the sharp, shiny object, unaware that its jagged edges would cut his fingers, resulting in three or four large beads of blood going down his fingers. Due to the fact that the brown haired boy had gripped it so hard, he'd created a small gash in his palm, making him sniffle.
Steve placed the jug of milk onto the table, before scooping his son up and rushing to their room, trying to find his girlfriend. Or his boyfriend. "Kagome!" He called urgently, opening their door.
Kagome had just risen, still tired from the 'brunch' she'd had yesterday. "Mm...Steve, wha's wrong?" She murmured, her eyes half closed. Then they slightly widened at the sight of her boyfriend's pale face, and the sight of Peter's bloodied hand, his big brown eyes watery. "Oh, Petey, look what you've done to yourself," She sighed, grabbing him from Steve's arms. Wrapping her fingers gently around his tiny hand, she started to heal him, purple light mezmerizing both of the males. Drying his tears with her other hand, she bumped their foreheads together, gaining a giggle from the sniffling boy. Elated at such a response, she started to softly sing the first song she learned in English.
"You are my sunshine,
My only sunshine.
You make me happy
When skies are grey.
You'll never know, dear
How much I love you
Please don't take
My sunshine
Away...
The other night, dear
As I lay sleeping
I dreamt I held you in my arms
When I awoke, dear
I was mistaken.
So I held
My head, and I
Cried...
You are my sunshine,
My only sunshine.
You make me happy
When skies are grey.
You'll never know, dear
How much I love you
Please don't take my sunshine
Away...
You are my sunshine,
My only sunshine.
You make me happy
When skies are grey.
You'll never know, dear
How much I love you
Please don't take
my sunshine
Away..."
And when she opened her palm, the scratch was gone and Peter was resting peacefully on her chest. Steve sagged in relief, plopping back onto the bed with her, sighing contentently at the sensation of fingers going through his blonde hair.
Tony smiled from behind the moniter.