Marvel Imagines

All Mine

• Female Y/n •

Young Y/n (seven years old)

I waddle into my dad workshop, wearing my dinosaur onesie. My dad listening to music as he puts some screws into the new iron man suit he is working on. He sings along to the song not seeing I'm watching him. I get closer to him and climb onto the big stool on his desk. He turns to grab a screwdriver and notices me. "Hey sweetheart, what you doing up this late?" He asks me softly. I scrunch my nose up a kittle and push the hoodie off my head. My short hair brushing across my face, "Sorry daddy, I can't sleep." I tell him. He nods and comes to my side if the desk, "Is mommy not home?" He asks me as he bends down to my level.

I shake my head, "No, mommy is at a special drink party. She told you at tea time." I tell him. He nods and smiles at me, "Do you wanna help daddy make his suit?" He asks me. I nod and smile showing my teeth. He kisses memy head and picks me up putting me on the stool closer to his suit. "Jarvis, play mine and Y/ns song." He says. The AI speaks, "Yes Mr Stark." The male voice says. I laugh a little.

A small while through the song my dad starts singing along, "So take it all." He sings. I giggle a little, "So take it all!" I sing along. She smiles at me, "The cities yours." He sings to me, standing me up on the wobbly stool, "The cities mine." He holds me stopping me from falling, then continues, "Worth fighting for." He sings, holding my small hands in his. I smile, "It's worth fighting for!" I sing with him. He kisses my head, "It's all mine." His voice tells me calmly. I smile, "It's all mine!" I sing back to him.

• Twelve Years Later •
• Tony's Funeral •

I see my little sister crying over our father dying. I walk over to her taking my black blazer off and wrap it around her to keep her warm. Tears rolls down her puffy red cheeks. "Hey Morg, you okay?" I ask her, trying to stay strong for both her and our mother. The looks at me her faces red and sniffling. I smile a little, "You hungry?" I ask her softly. She looks at me, a numb look in her eyes, "Sorry Y/n..please go give mommy a hug..?" She asks me. I smile, tears dwellings my eyes, "Of course Morgan.." I tell her trying not to cry. I stand up and place my hand on her head. "See you.." I tell her before walking away, shoving a tear from my cheek as I walk over to the blonde woman who lost her husband.

I stand beside her as she places her head on my shoulder, "How you holding up?" She asks me. I look down, sniffling a little, "Okay.." I tell her quietly. "And Morgan?" She asks me. I feel a tear on my shoulder, "Not well..but she's trying ro hide it.." I tell my mother as I lean my head against her.

After an hour, most people are in the house listening to the music and grabbing food. Morgan sits on the sofa, knees up to her chest, all alone. I notice her head shoot up as she hears a very familiar song. I see the tears form in her eyes once again. Tears forming in mine, I walk over with a small smile on my face and pick her up, standing her on the table. "Y/n? What are you doing!" She angrily demands to know. I smile and take her hands in mine. "Doing what daddy did for me.." I tell her.

I s.ile as I hoke back tears, "So take it all!" I song to her as ifeel a tear roll down my cheek. She looks at me and smiles a little as tears begin to trickle down her little red face, "So take it all." I smile and hold her tightly as I hear the room go silent, each person watching us. "The city's yours!" I sing to her smile and laughing a little while more tears roll down my face. "The city's mine." Morgan sings as she chokes back tears and wraps her arms over my shoulders. We sway a little, "Worth fighting for." I sing along with the song. Morgan smiles and starts a small giggle, "It's worth fighting for." She continues after me. "It's all mine!" I sing. She wipes her teary face on my shoulder, "It's all mine." "It's all yours." I sing to her as she breakdown in my arms.

I stay holding her, "It's okay to cry..dad wants us to feel the emotions we feel." I tell her. She nods.

After a few hours, I come downstairs from my room where Morgan lays asleep. I grab some plates from the tables scattered around. My mom stacks the up in the bin, "How did you know that would work?" She asks me. I look at her, "I'm a Stark.." I tell her. She nods. "But..I'm also a Potts." I tell her as she smiles and begins to cry.

(When I tell you how close I am to crying right now..I mean it..)

"Proof that Tony Stark has a heart" <3