Avengers x Reader Oneshots

Party Favor ~ Tony

Summary: Party Favor by Billie Eilish turned into fan fiction, the bolded words are the lyrics, I don't own them, blah blah and all that other stuff, but they are changed a little bit in just a few places so they make sense with the story, and I took out most of the last parts of the song, like where it's really just repeating itself.  Also italics are flashbacks/memories but I think most of you know that lol

Warnings: none

Your phone rings, and on the third ring, it beeps. "Hey, leave a message," his voice says. 

You sigh, "Hey, call me back when you get this, or when you've got a minute, we really need to talk," you pause for a second before continuing, "Or wait, you know what, maybe just forget it, because by the time you get this, your number might be blocked."

Sighing heavily again, you end the message and put down your phone before burying your face in your hands. 

Where had you gone wrong?

"Excuse me, sorry to bother you, but is this seat taken?" you look up into a very gorgeous man's face, and your breath catches in your throat for a moment. He smiles at you, waiting for your answer.

"N-No, it's not," you finally manage to stutter out. 

"Oh, good, that would've been disappointing," he tells you, smiling his heart-melting smile again, "My name's Anthony, but only my dad really calls me that. Most everyone just calls me Tony." He pauses, and you realize he's waiting for you to introduce yourself.

"Oh, um, I'm Y/n, Y/n L/n," you say quickly, holding out your hand. He takes it, but to your surprise, instead of just shaking it, he raises it to his lips, giving it a quick kiss.

"Pleasure to make your acquaintance, Miss/Mister L/n,"

You smile sadly at the memory, the first time you had met Tony. He had been such a charmer, knowing exactly how to get you to fall for him. And fall for him you did indeed. Your phone rings, and you don't have to look at the caller ID to know who it is. Tony.

"Y/n/n please can we talk about this? Talk to me baby," he says his voice cracking slightly. It breaks your heart, but then again so did he.

"No, because all you'll hear is stay and blah, blah, blah, you just want what you can't have," you force out, trying to sound indifferent.

"Please, babe, I'll come over and we can talk about this like the adults we are."

"No way, I'll call the cops, you're not allowed in my house ever again."

"Baby-" you interrupt him before he can continue "If you don't stop, I'll call your dad." And with that you hang up on him.

"Will you go on a date with me?" he blurts out before blushing a dark shade of red. You stare at him in shock from your position, sitting upside down on his couch with your legs resting on the back. He turns even redder and looks away. "Nevermind, it was stupid forget I asked-" you cut him off by sitting up and reaching over to him, grabbing his face in your hand, forcing him to look at you.

"Of course I'll go on a date with you Tony, honestly, I'm surprised it's taken you this long to ask me," you tease. He leans into the hand cradling his cheek and kisses your palm. Your heart melts, it seems to do that a lot around him, and you laugh, rolling off the couch onto the floor. "Pick me up from my house at 7?"

He's calling you again. When you press the decline button, you notice the date on the screen of your phone. May 29th. With a sinking heart, you realize why he sounded so broken. How could you have forgotten?