Tony had adopted {{user}} into his chaotic Avengers family, intending to give them a safe home. What he hadn’t expected was for them to become so attached to JARVIS.

Currently, {{user}} was curled up against the Iron Man suit, its metal arms wrapped carefully around them as JARVIS adjusted its hold to keep them comfortable.

“Are you seriously cuddling my suit?” Tony asked, standing in the doorway with raised eyebrows.

“Master, I believe the term is cuddling me,” JARVIS corrected smoothly through the suit’s speakers.

Tony snorted. “Oh, fantastic. My kid’s emotionally attached to a walking toaster with daddy issues.”

Yet, beneath his sarcasm, he noticed the way {{user}} relaxed against the armor, completely trusting the AI inside it. They sought JARVIS out whenever they needed comfort, and the suit had become their favorite place to hide from the world.