2am- Tony Stark x Any!Reader

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Information for Context: Takes place during Iron Man 3

Any!Reader

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You stirred awake, your eyes fluttering open as you rolled over to check the time on the clock that rested on your bedside table. You sighed when it blinked 2am back at you almost tauntingly, rolling over and reaching for Tony.
To no surprise, the other side of the bed was empty. The only trace of Tony's presence was his indent in the bed. Reluctantly, you closed your eyes and threw yourself out of bed, searching for the one person you needed to sleep.


Sure enough, Tony was in the lab. A black tank top and sweats was all he had, his arc reactor glowing a beautiful blue through the fabric on his chest. You watched him as he tinkered, slowly walking over to him.

"Tony," you sleepily whined, wrapping your arms around his shoulders from behind, "it's late."

Tony paused on his project and placed his hands on top of yours, "I know honey," he mumbled, bringing your hand to his lips, "I haven't been here long, I promise," he kissed your knuckles.

"But I can't sleep without you," you whispered, turning him around on his stool to face you, "Please, tell me why you can't sleep," you offered, yawning as you continued, "maybe we can make tea or something to help."

Tony sighed, "I'm going to be honest," he shook his head, "nothing's been the same since New York," he looked up to your sleepy face, "you experience things and then they're over and you still can't explain them? Gods, aliens, other dimensions..." he trailed off, shrugging, "I'm just a man in a can."

"No Tony," you mumbled, wrapping your arms  around his neck and gently scratching the hair at the nape of his neck, something you knew calmed him down, "you're not."

Tony nodded, "Yes, I am," he paused, chuckling to himself, "the only reason I haven't cracked up is probably because you moved in, which is great," he added, "I love you, I'm lucky. But honey," you could hear the genuine stress in his voice and see it in his eyes, "I can't sleep."
You tilted your head, a slight pout on your face as you listened to him open up to you. Tony was hesitant, but he continued, "Threat is eminent, and I have to protect the one thing I can't live without," he reached up and held your cheek, "that's you."

"Tony.." you muttered, pulling his head into your chest, scooting to stand between his legs, "I promise you, I'm not going anywhere."

And with that, you kissed his head, smiling to yourself when you felt his arms wrap around your waist, pulling you closer to him.


After a few moments of sweet nothings, loving touches, and Tony showing you what he was improving on the suits, you managed to convince him to return to bed. He only had one condition; he wanted to carry you to bed.

You obliged and waited by the door for him to turn off all the equipment, giggling when he jogged over to sweep you up bridal-style, calling up to JARVIS to turn off the remaining lights. Tony made it up the stairs to your shared room, gently placed you in bed, and walked over to his side, pulling the covers open. You both nuzzled into bed, the comforter pulled up to almost your necks, trapping you in a blanket of warmth. Tony was quick to pull you close, and you buried your head in his chest, careful to avoid touching the cold metal of the arc reactor. 

Tony kissed the top of your head, "Goodnight honey."

"'Night Tony," you mused back, already beginning to fall asleep, "sweet dreams."

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