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THIS BETTER BE TRUE IR ELSE IM GONNA BE REALLY SAD
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Y/N: Come on, Tony, we never ask you for anything!
Tony: You guys ask me for everything.
Y/N: So, what’s one more thing?
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Bonus:
Robert I'll pose weirdly if you take a selfie Downey Jr.
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BACK IN BLACK - Tony Stark x Reader
Oh my god. This one was weird. But we still go on with that Fifty Shades of Grey stuff. Will I ever be able to get away from it? Probably not.
After all I started this one after a talk to my best friend where I mentioned I would write the 50 Shades of Stark.
Whatever, let me know if you want to be tagged. I will upload shit as often as I can.
Warnings: Drunk!Reader, eehhhh... let me know if there are triggers.
Taglist: @tiphareth2018
Chapter 4
- class reunion
After Happy brought you home, you sat on your bed, unsure what to think about what he just said. Becoming his sugar babe? Many women dreamt of this, probably, but not you, actually. Apparently. You wondered why he wouldn’t want a proper relationship. Maybe he was afraid to get hurt, just like you. You cuddled into your blanket and let yourself drop down on your side. Right when you closed your eyes, your phone vibrated twice, the signal for a message. You took your phone to check it. A message from an unknown number.
“Hey, darling, I hope you’re alright. I wish you'd say yes.
- Tony"
You just tossed it into the next corner, trying to ignore him. He only made it worse. And how did he even manage to get your phone number!? As your phone vibrated again, you were about to turn it off, but instead of another message from Tony, it was one from your best friend from school.
“Hey, don't forget our class reunion tomorrow! Love ya!
- (F/N)”
Right. The class reunion. You already forgot about it, because of a certain someone. You turned off your phone for now. You needed sleep, more than that. Actually you just wanted to sleep forever. Slowly your eyes closed again, until you finally fell asleep in the small blanket-burrito you were rolled in.
The door bell made you wake up. How long did you sleep? Long enough so Tony forgot about you already? You took a look at your clock to realise it were only almost 11 hours of sleep. You needed them. There was no excuse needed for sleeping this long. Slowly you got up and walked over to the door, still in your pyjamas.
“(Y/N)!” Your best friend grinned at you and waved. You just blinked at her, before you took a look at your clock again. “Am I wrong or is the party tonight?” – “I know I’m early, but I’m sure, you need decent clothes for it. Let's go shopping.” Your inner couch potato immediately shook its head. Damn, you needed rest and people still wanted you to do stuff with them. You felt stressed out. “I'm not in the mood...” you mumbled, looking at her. “C'mon! You need to get out of your cave.” If she only knew that you already tried that and only got weird paperwork for a materialistic relationship. “Naahhh...” you shook your head, as a yawn escaped your throat. But she didn’t seem to give up and after some discussion you finally gave in, so she would stop trying to convince you. You couldn’t be convinced, but you did it anyway.
After getting ready for heading into the city, you already regretted going out with her. Actually you loved spending time with her but you wouldn’t want to be seen by anyone right now. You took a look at your phone, checking for notifications that could be important in any way. Some messages from Tony who desperately tried to comfort you when you were sleeping. Every message sounded more worried than the one before. You sighed and dared to answer.
“Mr. Stark, am I allowed to remind you, that I’m a human being that needs to sleep at times?”
Right after you sent it, an answer popped up.
“I’m sorry, darling. You seemed so bothered, so I got worried.”
You cocked an eyebrow at this message, not sure how to deal with it. “Who is that?” your best friend watched over your shoulder at your phone, trying to get a look. “No one important.” You turned your phone away from her, before she turned back again. You decided to give him one last answer.
“You worry too much. I’m busy now, Mr. Businessman, need to get some clothes for my class reunion.”
You put your phone back into the pocket of your jacket, burying your hands in them on each side. “Did something happen to you lately? You seem so stressed out.” You peered at your best friend from the corner of your eyes. You couldn’t tell her. Not yet. You didn’t know how to explain it to yourself, so how would you be able to tell her? You shook your head. “Just work.” – “We need to find you a good man... who distracts you.” Once again you wished, that she knew, but she didn’t and it made everything more difficult. “Please, don't play the matchmaker.” You sighed, laughing lightly, when she elbowed you into the side.
After walking through tons of shops, you were done and exhausted, but you seemed to have found what you searched for. Maybe you should send Tony a picture later so he would know what he could get. If you decided to become his sugar babe.
“Well then, (Y/N), I will see you later, right?” You just nodded, smiling, because it was a good decision to go out with her.
Once you were home again, you took a long and warm shower, before you started getting ready for the class reunion. You were proud of your make-up, because it looked like never before and your outfit – consisting of a pair of hot pants, nylon pantyhoses and a black blouse – looked inviting. You took a quick selfie, before you sent it to Tony. You threw your phone back to your bed, to make yourself a sandwich.
Your best friend picked you up in the early evening. You two even booked a hotel near the location so you didn't have to drive home later. When was the last time you went out to drink? Ugh, you didn’t know either.
The whole party was great. Your former classmates greeted you and complimented on your outfit. You drank a lot and danced with a lot of people. You felt free, nothing could ever stop you. You could impress the people here by what you did and what you were able to do, not like certain other guys who impressed you with everything they had. The sudden snap of Tony in our mind made your mood drop immediately and you stormed out to get some fresh air.
A look at your phone showed, that he still didn’t reply to your selfie. Your inner you huffed again. Why wouldn’t he answer? As drunk as you were, you got the wildest ideas. Was he with another woman? He was allowed to, right? You didn't even notice how your fingers danced across the screen, searching for his contact entry. And there you called him.
“It's late.” Was his greeting. Was he asleep? No, he didn’t sound like he was sleeping. “You're with another girl, right?” Tears were filling your eyes. A moment of silence lingered between the two of you, before he cleared his throat. “Darling, are you drunk?” – “Answer the question, Tony.” – “I'm working, where are you?” His voice sounded worried. “None of your business~ you would have to find me on your own, you little stalker.” He just sighed at that. “C'mon, why do I have to sign a contract to see you?” you didn't care if there were people that could hear you. “(Y/N), where the fuck are you?” You hung up the phone. No, he wasn't allowed to see you. For some reason you were mad. You wanted to leave. Wanted to be alone again.
Walking through the streets in the middle of the night, you just tried to get back to your hotel room. But you had to find the hotel first. It felt like you were walking for hours already. A car was right behind you, following you for maybe 10 minutes, before you turned around. It stopped and the engine turned off. When the door opened, your eyes widened. “Toooonyyyy~” you threw your arms into the air. “The busy man came to save me from my misery.” When he approached you, you took a step back. He cocked an eyebrow at you, apparently not sure how yo deal with a drunk you. “What are you doing here, Tony...?” You hoped your eyes were like daggers, even though he didn’t do anything wrong actually. “I’m here to bring you home, come with me.” Again he tried to approach you and this time, he succeeded. He just grabbed you by the wrist and pulled you closer – right into his arms. “You look good today...” he whispered into your ear, before he picked you up bridal style, to carry you to the car.
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an appreciation post for tony’s face he makes when his kid does a no-no thing
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