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#69 walkingdead
Tony Stark x Autistic!reader - Wife?! Author: specialagentlokitty
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Tony was good at keep secrets, and you were one of those secretes.
You mainly wondered about his floor, you didn’t like leaving it, and when you did it was to leave the tower fully, but today was different you had no choice.
Putting your headphones on, you held Tony’s hand as he led you towards the elevator.
“Sorry honey, but they need to do some work on the floor. I’ve got to take you with me, okay?” He asked.
“I guess... where we going...?”
You looked up at him, seeing his face beaming back down at you. You blinked, standing on your tip toes, you gently pressed your nose to his before pulling away.
“Aw, come on! That’s not a kiss!” He whined.
“Oh well.” You shrugged.
The lift stopped and when the doors opened you realised where your were, so you happily left, pulling your hand away from his you padded into the garage.
“Are you gonna work on your car?” He asked.
“No...”
You made your way over to his work bench, and went into his laptop instead, pulling up some games you decided to focus on this.
“Jarvis, can you play (Y/N)s playlist.”
“Of course sir.” Jarvis responded quietly.
Jarvis knew better than to try and be loud, so he quietly played the songs, and slowly increased the sound.
Eventually you took your headphones off, swinging your back and forth.
Tony walked past, pressing his hand to your back, he kissed the side of your head.
You spun around, looking at Tony with a slight tilt of your head. Grabbing his hand, you pulled him back towards you, wrapping your hand around his as you pulled it towards you chest.
“What is on my back?” You asked.
“It says ‘do not touch.’ I have to nip out, but Jarvis will be here.”
“Why?”
“I’m making something for you sweet cheeks.”
You nodded, letting go if his hand, you spun yourself back around.
“I want ice cream.”
“I’ll get that too.” He laughed.
Tony kissed the side of your head once more, and he left, leaving you to place games on his laptop.
You were completely immersed when the lift went off once more.
“Stark?” Steve called.
Steve, Clint, Natasha, Bruce, Peter and Thor all stepped out. They wanted to go over some things with Tony, so they were in the hunt for him.
Bruce was the first one to stop you.
They all turned to you, walking closer they stopped not far from you. Thor went to tap your should when he was quickly stopped by Peter.
“Look, there’s something on her back.”
“It’s telling us not to touch her. Jarvis who is she?” Natasha asked.
“That is Mrs (Y/N) Stark, she’s waiting for Mr Stark to come back.”
“Wife?!” They all exclaimed.
You tensed a little, grabbing your headphones you slipped them in and carried on playing.
“When did he get married?” Clint snickered.
“They have been married for nearly 10 years, and she had autism, which is why Mr Stark likes to stick signs to her back when there is other people in the building. She dislikes loud noises, strangers, strong smells, and physical contact.”
You got up, walking around the desk, you took the laptop with you, making your way across the room, you sat on the floor making them all chuckle nervously.
“Should we.. wait for Mr Stark or...?” Peter asked.
“I guess we should, he’s probably going to back back here.” Bruce said.
They went to doing their own things, trying to make sure you have your own space. The only person who tried talking to you was Thor, but Peter and Clint quickly pulled him aside to explain things to him.
You stood up, grabbing the laptop, you walked over to Nastaha setting it in front of her.
“Help me.”
“Oh, with that?” She asked.
She was slightly stunned you came over, and the others watched the interaction with curiosity.
“Game level.”
“Sure thing.”
You watched the screen intently as Nastaha tried to complete the level, when she failed Clint decided to give it a shot.
Tony came back and he stopped, looking at everyone take turns trying to complete the level on this game.
“(Y/N)~” he sang.
You turned around, taking the laptop from Thor, you walked over to Tony and held it out.
“Help me.”
“Sure, sure.” He laughed.
He swapped you the bag for the laptop, letting you eat the ice cream while he played through the level.
When he was done, he looked ilbtk see the team stood giving him a look of demanding making him grin nervously.
“So I have some explain to do...” he grinned.
“They’re cool.” You said.
Sitting next to him, you took his hand and placed it on the top of your head while you carried on playing games and eating, leaving him to answer the onslought of questions
