Tony's Little Genuis (Tony Stark X Reader) [ON HOLD]

Prologue

Today could NOT be any worse.

It was supposed to be my first day of school. However, my body decided a random Tuesday was the best day to ignore my multiple alarm clocks. 30 minutes past my first alarm I finally come to my surroundings and have to rush to get ready.

It's only then that I thank my past self for being so organized by preplanning my outfit and have my lunch and school bag ready.

I had then proceeded to book it from my teeny tiny studio apartment to the closest bus stop just to get there in time to watch it already driving away. The next bus wouldn't be here for 45 minutes.

Just my fucking luck.

I did what the only sane person with a schedule to keep would do. I ran.

30 minutes later with mild sweating and I arrived on campus. I found my class but since I was late my professor locked me and anyone else who was late out of the lecture. Great, just great. Day one, class one of the quarter and I'm already no showing up.

Taking a deep breath, I find the nearest bench and plop myself down right after I threw my bag in the open seat next to it. Just check some emails, scroll through some social and before you know it my next lecture will be ready.

The first email to pop up is from NYU financial aid office. My FA has been pulled due to a loss of paperwork, on their end mind you.

Let's repeat that, shall we? A key paper went missing and until they got a new copy the school wouldn't disburse my aid.

I have two options then, either drop out of school this semester or attempt to pull out different loans if any of the banks are even willing to give me a loan worth $30,000 for this semester.

I didn't need to make a decision till Friday, that's 2.5 business days to decide.

So, I decided to head back home. It wasn't worth stressing about this during class if I hypothetically wouldn't even be in said class after Friday.

Not even 10 minutes after I walked through the door my phone rang, it was my work, obviously needed me to come in for a shift since someone called out.

That's what lead me too now.

Now I stand behind the bar drying the glasses praying that it's not a busy night since it's only Tuesday. I only have 1 hour left and I can go home and sulk in my own pity. Tomorrow I would worry about what to do but today would be about me when I got home.

"You know darling, someone as young and gorgeous as you should never have a frown on their face." I get a small smile hearing the voice. It was one of my regulars, Tones I call him. He was always a harmless flirt with. It was refreshing honestly to be able to have him to bring a bit of light to my god-awful day.

"I'm glad you're here, Tones." I tell him as I start making him a whiskey on the rocks. Tones has been coming in long before I started here and because of that all of us know his first drink of the night is whisky on the rocks. He let out a pained grunt at the nickname but deep down I know he at least kind of likes it. I mean, he never told me otherwise.

"Wow, you must really of had a rough day if your happy to see me." He joked causing me to give a halfhearted chuckle.

"You don't know the half of it." I tell him honestly as I set the drink on a napkin in front of him. I lean against the bar so I'm a bit closer.

"Well darling, tell me what troubles you and I'll tell you what troubles me." He replied with his smirk. The same smirk he used plenty of times in the past when he hit on woman around the bar.

"We both know you never have any real troubles the moment you walk out this door." It may sound rude but it was intended in more of a playful manner and Tony knew that. I mean outside of these 4 walls he was THE Tony Stark, Billionaire, Genius. But here sitting at the bar, right before my own eyes, he was just Tony. A man who needed to escape from his daily troubles and the burdens the world has decided to put on his shoulders.

"You don't know that half of it YN, but back to important matters, what happened? I thought today was supposed to be your day off for school." This caused a genuine smile to appear. We've talked about our life outside of the bar before but I never actually thought he had listened to me as I spoke. Most of the time he would silently drink as his eyes roamed the bar look for his next prey, I mean conquest, I mean one night stand...

Those words were all I had needed from him before I dove into my drama filled day. Occasionally I had to stop and help other customers and make drinks but for the next 30 minutes I went in full depth of everything that had occurred and been said to me earlier that day.

"Honestly, if it weren't for the fact, I was at work right now I would 100% be in my bed crying my eyes out while I have a heart attack about what I do next." Was it a bit overdramatic? Sure. But was it true? Most likely. I guess we will never know though.

I watch as Tony downs the rest of his drink before letting out a deep sigh as he comprehends everything, I've told him. He had his thinking look, which was never a good thing when he was here.

"So, what I'm gathering, is that you need money for school?" I give a shrug as I clean up my station with the end of my shift coming up.

"Technically, yes, but I swear Tones you better not be offering cause we both know I won't accept." He stared at me and I stared back. The silence between us as if we were trying to see who would break first.