playlist for later: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/3Y90y4ac2vJlQ8AYuMdnbT
It's been about a month since your first night at the tower, and honestly, you were loving summer in NYC!
*Tony Starks pov*
I waited in the lab for everybody to show up. Oop, here they are now. "Whassup bitches", I yell at them from the window. As they walk into the lab I saw my team. "Language", I hear Cap say. "Funny".
*time skip*
*y/n pov*
your wearing this:
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or anything else idc, i just think this is kinda pretty <3
I'm BORREEEEEEEEEEDDDDD. UGHH THERES NOTHING TO DO IN THis cRUSTY ASS, StAnKyy, MUsTy HOUSEEEEEE. oH, wAit. I can blast music.... or I could be responsible and not blast music... AH SCREW IT. "Alexa PLAY SWEATER WEATHER AT MAX VOLUME," I yell. "Miss y/n I keep telling you, there's no Alexa in this building", Jarvis repeats. "THEN YOU PLAY SWEATER WEATHER JARVIS", you scream back. "fInnEEEEE", Jarvis says. (i recommend listening to sweater weather rn)
And all I am is a man I want the world in my hands I hate the beach But I stand in California with my toes in the sand Use the sleeves of my sweater Let's have an adventure Head in the clouds but my gravity centered Touch my neck and I'll touch yours You in those little high waisted shorts, oh
*Downstairs*
"What's that noise", Bruce asks. Your dad facepalms 🤦.
Oh, she knows what I think about And what I think about One love, two mouths One love, one house No shirt, no blouse Just us, you find out Nothing that I wouldn't wanna tell you about, no 'Cause it's too cold For you here And now, so let me hold Both your hands in the holes of my sweater if I may just take your breath away I don't mind if there's not much to say Sometimes the silence guides a mind To move to a place so far away The goosebumps start to rise The minute that my left-hand meets your waist And then I watch your face Put my finger on your tongue 'cause you love to taste, yeah These hearts adore, everyone the other beats hardest for Inside this place is warm Outside it starts to pouring down One love, two mouths One love, one house No shirt, no blouse Just us, you find out Nothing that I wouldn't wanna tell you about, no, no, no 'Cause it's too cold For you here And now, so let me hold Both your hands in the holes of my sweater 'cause it's too cold For you here And now, so let me hold Both your hands in the holes of my sweater who, whoa, whoaWhoa, whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa'Cause it's too cold For you here And now, so let me hold Both your hands in the holes of my sweater's too cold For you here And now, let me hold Both your hands in the holes of my sweater and it's too cold, it's too cold The hands of my sweater
*song ends*
"Jarvis, call Y/n", your dad says. "Y/n get down here", he says, clearly annoyed. "No", you say still high and vibing. "Why not", "I'm... I'm... way too high", you say. (you are not smoking coke, your high from said music, and maybe some incense). "Good grief", your dad says.
"Bye now, JARVIS PLA-", you say as the call gets cut.
Oh, shit man, you think. I don't have food...:'c. I mean... I cOuld get some food from le kitchen downstairs. Eh, fuck it. I go to the elevator and realize that I have not one fucking clue of the layout of this stupid tower. "Hey Jarvis", I say. "Where is the kitchen", I say, having no clue whatsoever. "I'll just take the elevator there", Jarvis Says, and just like that, you were in the kitchen. "DANG IT", I say before you walk out of the elevator. I forgot my headphones. "Is there a problem Miss Y/n", Jarvis interrupts? "Ugh. I forgot my headphones", you sigh.
*time skip after you went and got your headphones*
*y/n pov*
I finally walk out of the elevator to eat. And I play a Spotify playlist. Prom Queen comes on. Heh, well this is a fun song to eat too, I think. I grab some icecream out of the pantry/fridge. *Bitch boss comes on*
*your headphones/earbuds become disconnect*
Yeah, ain't tryna be cool like you Wobblin' around in your high-heeled shoes I'm clumsy, made friends with the floor Two for one, you know a bitch buy four And two left feet, you know I always drop The first thing a girl did was a bop I'm the whole damn cake and the cherry on top Shook up the bottom, made a good girl pop
*Tonys Pov*
"Tony what is that noise, and why is it so loud?", Natasha complains. "Y/n get down here please", your dad yells.
*y/n pov*
You finish scooping out some ice cream into a large mug and walk into your father's lab. "What's up old man", you say, cutting off the music. "I- we'll talk about that later", Your dad says, "Whacha need", You say. You look up for the first time since you walked into the room. "Oh shi-", you say. "Hi. I'm y/n, and I know exactly who you are", you say looking at them, with a half chuckle. "Ima goes eat my... good soup", you say with a laugh. "Bye, bye sweetie", your dad says with a smile. You walk out of the lab.
*Tony pov*
"So you wanna explain that", Natasha says with a smirk. "Bitch, I'm a mother, no drama", Tony says with a grin.
"Yea yea", Tony says. "That's my kid, y/n", He says.
End of chapter. I can't wait for future chapters. I have so many Ideas for this book its crazy! I would love some feedback or ideas for future chapters! Love ya'll!
