A Stark and a Barnes (Bucky x Reader)

Chapter 6

y/n's pov
-y/n?-
-Mh? Tell me Jarvis.- I asked looking up, and then casually placed a hand on the desk.
I felt a pretty strong pain in my palm and I let out a small scream.
I immediately looked down, realizing that I had stuck my hand with one of the screws of the glove.
-Are you all right, y/n?- his voice asked.
-Yes J. I just got hurt a little. Where is the first aid kit?-
-Second row, fourth drawer. I'm sorry I distracted you to the point of injuring you.-
-Thanks. Rest assured Jar, it's not your fault. I would have hurt myself anyway.- I removed the screw quite simply, got up and opened the drawer.
Quickly I bandaged my hand.
I tried to move it and it succeeded.
-All solved, y/n?- asked the voice.
-Yes Jarvis. What did you want to tell me?- I asked.
-Your dad wants you to be in the main room in ten minutes. He says there are two people he wants to show you. He says you know one and the other has to introduce him to you. And also he said to change if you think it's necessary.-
-That is fine. Yes, I think I'm going to change. Thanks for telling me.- I said going to the elevator.
-It's my job and I'm happy to do it.- he said.
I got to the 18th floor and Jarvis unlocked the entrance for me.
I went to the room, I opened the wardrobe and began to observe the various items, not knowing what to put on.
-What should I wear now? Dad might be more accurate, fuck. A dress? Pants and a shirt? A pajamas?- I asked taking some clothes and placing them on the bed.
-As much as I would appreciate seeing the reaction of your father and the other Avengers to seeing you in pajamas, I think a shirt, perhaps black or white, is more appropriate, together with a pair of denim shorts. Simple but nice.-
-Since when are you a fashion expert, Jarvis?- I asked, giggling.
-Since your adolescence began, I assume, since your father wanted to make sure you didn't dress in a scant, low-cut way.- Said the artificial intelligence.
-Wait...what?- I asked in shock.
-I know it was better if I kept quiet. Please don't tell Mr. Stark.-
-I won't do it J, as long as you help me dress, albeit a little more low-cut.-
-Deal.-
I put on some shorts, a black Stark Industries shirt and Vans, then went to the bathroom, washed my face and did my makeup with just a little mascara.
-What do you think, J?-
-You look great. Our two guests are on their way.- he said as I walked back to the 26th floor.
-Here you are.- said dad smiling -What did you do to your hand?- He asked rushing to me.
-Nothing, dad. I just put my hand on a screw. I'm fine.- I tried to reassure him.
-Jarvis, could you...-
-I've already done the scan. No foreign bodies in her system. All values ​​are average.- confirmed the computer.
-Good.- he smiled.
-Is it always like this?- Clint asked me.
-For what I remember, yes.- I said.
-I'm just worried. You are my daughter and I love you.-
-I know dad.- I smiled.
A few seconds later footsteps were heard in the corridor and then I saw a boy enter.
Short brown hair and eyes of the same color, tall, lean but quite muscular body, about my age.
-Hello Mr. Stark. Happy is coming, he was talking to the girl at the reception.- he said immediately, when he noticed me he smiled at me -Mr Stark, who is she?- He asked.
-She is...-
-y/n. My pleasure.- I said extending my hand, which he timidly grabbed.
-I'm Peter Man...I mean no...I'm Spider Parker...oh god what did I say?- He asked, blushing.
-So you are Peter Parker, aka Spider Man? Dad told me about you.- I smiled at the shy boy in front of me.
-Dad? Oh, you must be Mr. Barton's daughter.-
-Not really.- I said trying to hold back a laugh -You can try again if you want.-
-But y/n...- said dad.
-No, Tony, wait. I'm curious.- I said hoping I could hold the game, and he nodded.
-You could be Dr. Banner's daughter.- the boy said.
-Negative.- said Bruce.
-Of...mh...Captain America?-
-No, not even him.-
-Don't tell me you're Thor's daughter.- Peter said, opening his eyes wide.
-I appreciate you compared me to an Asgardian goddess, but no.- I smiled.
-Then who? Mh...no, do not tell me that...that you are the daughter of Mr. Stark.- I nodded smiling -Sorry, Mr. Stark, I had no idea. I didn't even know you had a daughter.- Peter said blushing and looking at my father.
-Quiet kid. We also found out today.- Clint said.
-Well yes. It was pretty shocking as a thing.- Bruce followed.
At that moment Happy arrived.
-Sorry Tony but the receptionist never stopped...- when she saw me she stopped for a second -y/n?- He asked, smiling at me.
-Happy!- I said, approaching and hugging him.
-But look at you how much you have grown and how beautiful you have become.- he said, squeezing my cheek.
-Come on Happy you act like an old and spinster aunt.- Dad teased him.
-Were they the people you wanted me to see?- I asked.
-Well yes. I wanted to introduce you to Peter both because he is your age and because you are both very smart and I think you could get along well. Maybe you could work together on the new suit, right Peter? What do you think?- proposed dad.
-Yes, why not?- I smiled at the boy -Peter, you say?-
-It's...it's okay with me.- he smiled embarrassed.
-Okay, perfect what do you say if we go to the lab...- Dad didn't have time to finish as Steve, Natasha, Sam and another man entered.
The latter was wearing a dark red shirt and black pants, but he was wearing a peaked hat and I didn't see much of his face, only that he had long brown hair and a slight unkempt beard.
-Avengers, we have a problem.- Steve announced.
-Kids out. Now the adults have to talk.- Dad said pushing me and Peter in the elevator -Jarvis, take them to any floor, but don't let them go up here. Unless one of them is dying. And check that nothing happens between them.-
-Dad!- I complained, blushing a little.
-Okay, Mr. Stark.- Jarvis replied, closing the metal doors.