𝙴𝙽𝙴𝙼𝙸𝙴𝚂 𝚃𝙾 𝙻𝙾𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚂 𝚇 𝚂𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎 𝚁𝚘𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚜 ✔️

𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃'𝚂 𝙶𝙾𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙾𝙽?

Waking up the next day I roll over to see the other side of my bed is unoccupied. Reaching across to the bedside counter I grab my phone, before I can check my messages my phone begins to ring and buzz.

**INCOMING CALL TONY STANK**

Tony:
You're awake. Good, get changed, we're leaving in 10.

Y/N:
What?

**CALL ENDED**

I guess I'm getting up then.

Groaning to myself as I roll out of bed, I walk over grabbing some cute jeans and a Tee. Leaning down I grab my sneakers, putting them on, getting halfway through the door I realised I'd forgotten my phone and sweater. Grabbing my phone and Steve's sweater from my bed I head out to meet Tony.

**20 minutes later**

"So it's your birthday next week, have you got your outfit ready yet? You know jeans and a tee won't cut it."

"Tony... please, I know you and I know your parties... I wouldn't dare embarrass you like that, anyways I don't want to be stabbed with a fork again." I eyeroll as I take a sip of my wine.

"Oh c'mon you're just being dramatic now. Look." He takes my hand from the table, grabbing onto my wrist gently as he brings it up to my face to prove his point. "It didn't even leave a mark." Yanking my wrist from his grasp "Yeah, yeah I know, it still hurt though." Bringing my hands back to the table I pick my own fork up, twirling it in my hand, leaning over towards Tony. " I mean we could give it a go on your hand?" I say cocking my eyebrow at him.

"No... I don't think we need to test that theory..."

"Really? Are you sure? I mean you never know..." I tease lowering the fork closer to the top of his hand. Instantly he pulls his hand back holding onto the other, "Thanks for the offer but no."

"You're such a bore Stark." I tease again by retracting the 'weapon' from him.

"You won't be saying that next week at the party." Winking he takes a large swig of wine.

"Yeah, yeah, your parties can be a little too much and you know it."

"I wouldn't say a little much... I would say just the right amount of entertainment."

"So why did you invite me for lunch Tony?"

"Can't I do something nice without it being questioned?"

"No. Usually when you do something nice it's either because you are apologising or you need something. Which is it?"

"Ummm...ehh.. Both?" Silently I wait for him to speak, already knowing I won't like what he has to say.

"I want to apologise for the last few days, I know it can't have been easy for you and I know it didn't turn out like we hoped-"

"Tony get to the damn point."

"Well... it's just... we kinda need you to-"

"To what Tony?"

"Geez will you stop interrupting me for 5 seconds."

"Point, comma, get to the damn!!"

"We need more tests..."

"Well no shit!! That's all anyone ever needs from me right now, well expect Steve."

Tony's mind: Wait what? Did I hear that right? Wait, are those guys crushing on each other?

Why the hell did I say that last part aloud?