Marvel/ actor imagines

Tony Stark- his and hers

Context: Y/n, you, if you will, and Tony have been together for quite some time, but you've never told him you loved him. He's told you, but you'd always been to afraid to give your heart away to a man who could easily stomp all over it. Traumatic past relationships were to blame.

"What the hell Tony? What is this?" You held up a piece of paper. "Shit." He muttered, pulling back from the desk he stood at. Tony Stark, or the relatively new Iron man had been in love with you for months. You'd gotten the scare of your life when he'd been kidnapped, but when you finally saw each other again, that was when he'd said it. Those three words, eight letters, life changing words that struck you deep. You just didn't have the guts to say it back. You'd mean it if you did, and you'd be lying if you said you didn't love him.

"I thought we agreed you weren't going to work on these god damn suits anymore! You know how Pepper and I feel about them." You scolded. "Y/n they're-" "NO! No. I don't want to hear whatever lame excuses you have. You keep working on those suits, and get yourself killed, see if I care." You waved him off and walked back to the door.

"Now wait just a damn minute Y/n. You have absolutely no right to talk to me like that especially since you didn't let me explain." He said. "Go ahead then." You turned around, crossing your arms angrily. "It's yours." He smiled softly. "I wanted it to be a surprise for your birthday, but since you're freaking out about it now, it might as well be early." "What the hell." You said quietly. "Tony, I can't." "Why not? I spent long hours working on this thing." He said, disheartened.

"Because. I don't want to get hurt." You said. "Gah, you're such a fucking weenie. I just built you a high tech suit of armor and you act all ungrateful? I know I spoil you but really?" He said. "Spoiled? Ungrateful? I'M NOT THE SNOBBY MANIPULATIVE BILLIONAIRE BITCH." You huffed, walking over to yank on the door handle to leave. "I'm surprised you even decided to settle for so long and actually have a girlfriend." You said, opening the door.

"Excuse me? Y/n, by all means, you're more than welcome to leave me." He said. You stopped. "Maybe I will. God you're so damn infuriating!" You slammed the glass door shut as hard as you could, accidentally shattering the glass behind you. You walked up the stairs and out the front door to your car.

You turned the keys, and the engine fired up. "I can't believe him." You sighed, tears forming in your eyes. You drove off, hopefully going to find a donut or ice cream to make you feel better. You pulled into the drive through at a Wendy's, because you were wanting that oh so delicious chocolate frosty. You pulled into a parking spot close to the building, and immediately started chowing down. You turned on some music and sighed.

Maybe you overreacted. Maybe he's back home making some grand apology. Maybe you were the one that needed to apologize. After all, you'd only said for him to stop working on suits for himself, and not for others. It was a nice gesture too, and you did love him despite the fact that he's fucking crazy. Hell you had no idea what the man could be doing as you ate your ice cream.

You looked out the window and saw a creepy white van pull up. You quickly reached over and locked your doors, glancing over at the driver of the van. He was staring directly at you. You looked down at the gun Tony forced you to keep in your car, realizing that there was a tiny possibility you'd have to use it. You pulled out of the parking lot and began driving around so you could finish your frosty.

You glanced in your rear-view mirror and saw that the van too had pulled out of the parking lot and was now following you. You set your frosty down. "Jarvis, call Tony, now." You said nervously. You listened to the phone dial, and you heard Tony pick up from the other side. "Tony?" You said. "Y/n? What's the matter? Where did you go?" He asked you frantically. "I went to Wendy's to get a frosty. I'm on my way home but there's this big white van full of dudes following me. And no, I don't see cameras." You added. "I'll be there." He said, and he hung up. "What the hell am I supposed to do J?" You gripped the steering wheel harder. "I've been programmed to help in situations such as these. Mr. Stark is on his way right now. I advise you to speed up, and make lots of sharp turns. Drive down this road here." You turned, and for a split second you hoped that the van hadn't seen you, but then you saw it turn the corner. "Miss, drive down to the corner, and pull into the driveway of the house. Usually vans like these will stop following you once they realize you're home." He suggested. You did as you were told, driving down to the corner and pulling into the empty driveway. The van pulled up to the mailbox, and you watched intently as its engine turned off, and the lights went dim. That's when you began to panic.

"Shall I call the authorities?" Jarvis asked. "No, no. You said-" you heard a loud thud from behind your car. You looked back and saw that familiar red and gold suit of armor you so fondly hated. You smiled, and stepped out of the car, gun in hand.

"Hey Shaggy, where's Scooby? Too busy to mess with my girl?" Tony asked, lifting his hand up, the wrist repulser charging up to fire. The two men scrambled back to the van and drove off as fast as they could. You sighed, and put the gun back in your car. "Thank you." You said. Tony's mask lifted, and the armor shifted around so he could step out of the armor to you. "Any time." He said. "Are you okay?" He asked you. "Yeah. I'm okay." You said, taking a step closer. "I'm sorry." You looked up at him. "It's okay." He smiled. You started crying, and ran into Tony's arms. He stroked the back of your head, trying his best to calm you down.

After a few minutes, you pulled back. "Do you want me to drive us home?" He asked. "I love you." You blurted out. His eyes went big. "Wh-you- I mean I-"
Tony smiled softly. "I love you." You pulled him back down to you by the shirt, and you felt his hands shoot up, and then come back down to rest on the small of your back. "I love you too." He said. He shouted happily, causing you to erupt into a fit of laughter.

"I'm also sorry for breaking your door, and being a bitch. And also for shouting at you while you were working, and being ungrateful. And-" "I've already forgiven you. I'm the one who should be apologizing. I just thought that if you had a suit you might still let me use mine." He said. "I never said you had to stop using them, I just said you need to stop making them. You don't want that tech falling into the wrong hands." You said softly.

As the two of you drove home, the iron man suit sitting in the back seat, you thought about what would've happened if Tony hadn't been there. "Tell me again?" Tony asked. "I love you." You glanced over at him and smiled. He put his left hand back up to the steering wheel, and the right one came to close around your thigh, squeezing. "I love you too." He said, reaching for your hand, which you immediately gave to him. He lifted it up and kissed it softly, his chocolate brown eyes melting your heart.

That was kinda cheesy lol :)