Marvel Oneshots (Y/nxAvenger)

Part 2

(Tony pov)
Present Day

I was stood at the back of the crowd with Steve watching one of y/ns  shows. "Wow. She has a lot of fans," I commented. "And a beautiful voice," Steve added to which I agreed. After the show we walked round to back stage. "Excuse me. You're not supposed to be back here," A security guard shouted down the hall. "I'm    y/ns dad," I replied and he let us go down to her room. I stood in front of her door, my hand hovering just a few centimetres away. After a few seconds, I knocked. I heard some rushing about inside then the door handle turned and the door opened. "TONY?!?!" she yelled. She looked pissed. "What the hell are you doing here?!" She shouted at me. "I just want to talk y/n. Please?" I asked. She grabbed my sleeve and pulled me inside throwing me onto the sofa then gestured for Steve to come in. "Oh so you're nice to him then," I rolled my eyes. "Well HE didn't kick me out for something I could do nothing about," She muttered, "What the hell are you doing here Tony," She questioned. I felt a bit upset by the fact she won't even call me dad anymore. "I want you to come back. You, peter and your baby. You can live at the compound and we can all be happy again. Natasha still hates me for it, she blames me for every little bad thing that happens, please y/n," I told her. Steve, who was leaning against the wall, glanced over at me ashamed. "NO TONY! YOU JUST COME DOWN TO MY SHOW OUT OF THE FUCKING BLUE, KNOCK ON MY DOOR AND JUST SAY YOU WANT ME BACK! SAYING SORRY DOESN'T FIX EVERYTHING!" I hate it when she yells. It makes me upset. I know she's right though. I could feel myself tear up but I blinked it away before she noticed. She was staring right into my soul. "Get out," she said calmly. "Y/n please just-" I began "GET OUT!" She didn't need to ask again. Steve said bye and we left.

(Y/n pov)

"GET OUT!" I yelled again. Tony looked at me, nodded and walked out. "Bye y/n," Steve whispered to me. Once the door had been shut, I sat down on the sofa and began to cry. I couldn't be bothered to stop myself. I grabbed what I needed and left.

I opened the front door and threw my bag on the floor. "Hey sweetheart," Peter welcomed, "I made dinner. You're favourite." He smiled at me and I gave him a big hug. We sat and ate in silence for a while. I let out a long sigh. "Tony came down to the studio today after my show. He said he wanted me to come back," I told Peter. He looked up at me with sympathy. "I told him to fuck off and he left," I continued. I was desperately trying to hold my tears back as a thought about what happened again. "You need to forget about him y/n. He ruined your life and for what. Look, we're married now, we have a beautiful child and we live in such a nice house in a nice town. You can do whatever you like now, you're not 16 anymore," he assured me. After we ate, I went and layed in bed. I felt to hands wrap around my stomach. "It's going to be okay darling," Peter told me.

(Tonys pov)

When we arrived back at the compound, I walked in and went straight up to my room, ignoring everbody I passed. Steve came up to my room and knocked lightly on the door. "Tony? Are you ok?" He asked. I stayed silent. "Can I come in?" He asked again. "Mhm," I muttered. He walked in and sat on the edge of my bed. We sat in silence for a minute. "I should never have gone," I told him, "She hates me. I guess I deserve it." "Tony, what you did will have left a massive scar on her. Peter was like your son and now you haven't seen him in years," Steve explained. He was right. We walked downstairs to everyone else. "Are you alright Tony?" Nat asked me. "You all were right," I began, "I admit it, I was wrong to kick y/n out when she was pregnant." Everyone looked at me in shock. "I guess it's not very often you heat me admit that I'm wrong," I chuckled.