Rdj/Tony Stark x Reader

Rdj x Reader

I mean no disrespect to RDJ’s family, this is just fiction.

I don’t own any gifs/pictures used.

Pairing: RDJ x female!reader

Warnings: Cringe, bad flirting

Word Count: 944

37. “Are you… flirting with me?”

2. “You need to eat something.”

The house was quiet, for the first time in what felt like forever. The younger kids had gone down for a nap, and Indio had gone into his room, wanting to talk to his friends over FaceTime. That just left you and Robert. Alone. Watching TV.

You had your legs propped up on the coffee table as you sat comfortably on the couch. You were exhausted, but you wanted to enjoy some quality time with your husband. Since this whole COVID-19 thing started garnering more attention, people have been quarantining to stop the spread of it. Businesses were shutting down because of it, leaving people out of jobs. In Robert’s case, filming any future movies would be put on hold until everything evened out. You couldn’t have been happier for Robert’s extended stay. Him being away for months at a time while you take care of six children — five of which are very young — by yourself is extremely stressful.

Indio is the eldest, and he did help out quite a bit with his younger siblings, but he also wanted to have his independence. You understood that, and you didn’t want him to feel obligated in any way to help. But you knew Indio cares deeply for his siblings, and he wouldn’t just abandon his mother so he could do whatever he wanted.

“Dad would want me to help,” he’d say. “And leaving you all alone with them would be unfair.”

Exton was the second oldest, but significantly younger than Indio. There was a twenty year age gap between the brothers, but that didn’t seem to matter. Exton has the typical energy of a boy his age, wanting nothing more than to explore, play, and get into trouble. You did your best to keep up with him, but he usually had you worn out before the day was even half done.

Then came Avri, two years later. She had Robert’s attitude, you saw it the moment she was born. You also knew she had your husband wrapped around her little finger. Avri was your first, and only, daughter, so it seemed natural she’d be spoiled rotten.

Then the triplets came along, born just three months ago. All boys, not identical thank God. Robert was just as surprised as you were at the news, but was just as excited at the thought of triplets. You were happy, but also scared. What if something happened? What if something happened and Robert wasn’t there? You were terrified. And once 2020 rolled around, you had a lot of reasons to be terrified.

Coronavirus. COVID-19. It showed up in late 2019, and became a global pandemic not even halfway through 2020. You were scared to leave the house when you were pregnant, but you knew you had to for the triplets’ sake. Their health and well-being was important. When they were born, you were relieved, but it dawned on you not even a minute later: you have three new lives to take care of. On top of three other children that need taking care of, with a global pandemic going on, while everyone’s quarantining so they don’t get sick.

Robert noticed your panic and managed to calm you down, but there was still a trickle of fear in you, reminding you every day that something could happen if you’re not careful. Three months later, and that trickle is still there.

You felt a poke on your cheek, breaking you out of your thoughts. Turning, you saw Robert looking at you, hint of concern on his face. “You okay?” he asked.

“Yeah.” You gave an embarrassed smile. “Just thinking.”

Giving a soft hum, Robert leaned over and gave you a kiss on the cheek, causing you to giggle. “Well I think that’s enough thinking for now,” he said. “You need to eat something.” He stood up and went to the kitchen.

“Rob, I’m fine come sit back down,” you called.

“Nope.” He gave an exaggerated pop on the ‘p’. “I’m sure as hell hungry, and I know you are too.”

“I’ll make something later.”

“The kids are down, Indio’s in his room, this is our later.”

Playfully rolling your eyes, you got up and followed him into the kitchen. He had the fridge open, muttering to himself as he rummaged for food.

“We got some leftovers if you want that,” Robert said, poking his head out.

“I’m good with that.”

Grabbing the ziploc bag full of food, Robert closed the fridge placed the bag on the counter as you got two plates. You walked over to where your husband stood but paused when you saw him smirking at you.

“What?” you asked.

“Hey, how are you?” he asked, his tone playful.

Your brows furrowed. “Fine?”

“I asked how you were, not how you looked.”

You couldn’t stop yourself from laughing.

“Your lips look lonely,” he added, “would they like to meet mine?”

You had to put the plates down, just so you could grab onto the counter to steady yourself. You’re not entirely sure what came over your husband, but it had you breathless from laughing.

“I really like your shirt,” Robert laughed, “it would compliment my floor.”

“R-Robert,” you gasped, trying to calm yourself down. “Are you… flirting with me?”

“Is it working?”

You nodded, a giggle leaving your lips. “It’s working.”

A cry from the boys’ room caught yours and Robert’s attention, putting an end to Robert’s antics.

“Duty calls,” you sighed, getting ready to leave. If one of the boys started crying, it’s guaranteed the other two would start crying too.

“I’ll handle it,” Robert said, placing a comforting hand on your forearm. “You’ve been with them all day.”

“So have you.” You placed a hand on top of his. “And what if they’re hungry?”

“We’ve still got plenty of milk in the fridge.”

Nodding, you let out a long sigh. “Okay, if you want to go you can.”

“Good. I get to spend quality time with my boys, and you get to eat.”

“Okay, okay,” you muttered, a smile on your face. You turned to see Robert leaving the kitchen; and you couldn’t help but add, “If it’s a dirty diaper, don’t even think of calling me up there.”