Harley had just got home. He had come home to a mess. Peter was playing with his two year old niece which was normally. What wasn’t normal was that his wife of three years being missing. His dad and mom were discussing something in the kitchen but the bruise on her cheek says that something was up. His dad never would have hit his mom so she must have been jumped. Morgan was the only normal one out of them all. She was playing with the nanny’s boys as they ran around the house like ten year olds did. Morgan ran over to her brother grinning.
“Welcome home!” She said. Everyone turned smiling but Harley knew the dramas were still there. Harry who had followed Harley in looked at the family. He had heard stories about the Stark family. Their eldest son was married to Michelle Jones and they had a daughter Mayday. Harley who was his love was the middle child who had been away to school. Morgan was the baby of the family. The youngest child and angel of the family. Tony Stark and Pepper Potts-Stark weren’t people you messed with. His grandpa had dealt with Howard Stark. Norman had dealt with Tony but Harry instead of hating the Stark’s had fallen for the youngest son. Harry had fallen hard and he knew he would lose everything when his father found out but he loved Harley too much.
“Dad, Mom, I would like to introduce you to my husband, Harry,” Harley announced. Just Harry, no Osborn or Lyman or even Stark. Just Harry in Harley’s mind.
“It’s nice to meet you Harry,” Tony said. He seemed kind. Would he be the same if he knew who the boy was.
“It’s nice to meet you as well, Mr. Stark,” Harry said. Tony smiled before talking to his son who had been gone. Pepper and Morgan talked to him but Peter kept Mayday and himself away as if he knew who Harry was. Harry didn’t care what the man said, he loved Harley and would continue to love him for the rest of his life.