Avengers Imagines

Afterparty- Tony Stark

(Gender Neutral Reader)

The Stark Tower was a mess. It was a few days after one of The Avengers' parties, and you volunteered to help Tony clean up. Well, help is overstating things. It was more like you volunteered to clean up while Tony was off somewhere else, doing who knows what. To make things a little more fun, you blasted some music. You were alone after all, who would stop you?

While Carry On My Wayward Son played from the speakers, you walked around with a trash can full of napkins and any other disposables. "Don't you cry no more..." You sang quietly and moved swiftly over to the bar. Spraying cleaner followed by a towel to wipe it down, you clean off the bar top, trying not to think about the sticky substances you were cleaning. Moving your hips to the beat of the song, it changed over to Don't Stop Believing. You started singing along, quiet at first, but then with more confidence. "Hidin' somewhere in the night!" You slid onto the counter and hopped onto your feet. "Workin' hard to get my fill-" A voice came from behind you, and interrupted your singing.

"Everybody wants a thrill." You turned to see Tony, with his arms crossed, smugly smiling. You instantly felt your face turn red, your feet scrambling to hop off the counter.

"How-how long have you been standing there?" you asked, pausing the music sheepishly.

"Long enough, Y/N. Long enough," he smirked, walking over to you. With your face changing into a shade of red, you avoided eye contact with Tony. He was one of your closest friends, but you also knew he knew how to completely humiliate you.

"Well, now that you're here you can help me," you said, trying to be confident, complete with glancing up at him finally. That wasn't working out too well.

"Aw, are you embarrassed?" Tony mocked. You shot him a glare. "Don't worry, you shouldn't be," he reached for the stereo remote, and Journey's hit echoed through the halls again. "It's a good song," Tony smiled. You couldn't help but smirk at his notion. Your smile only grew when he started dancing to the song. "Paying anything to roll the dice, just one more time...!" Tony was off key, and frankly out of beat, but you didn't care. This was too funny to ignore...or to not get in on.

You tossed the towel onto the counter, and joined Tony beside the bar. "Some were born to sing the blues! Oh the movie never ends, it goes on and on and on and on!" You started singing, and Tony joined in at the end. You guys danced around and made idiots of yourself, but you didn't care how stupid you guys looked.

"Hidin' somewhere in the night!" you both yelled at the top of your lungs. You waited a couple seconds, then when the chorus came on, you belted it out. "Don't stop, believing! Hold on to that feelin'!" You two were dancing and singing/yelling the lyrics, incredibly off key, but it didn't matter. The world in front of you seemed to slow down, and all you could see was how happy you were.

What you didn't see, however, was Natasha and Clint were peeking around the corner of the nearest hallway. With a phone out, recording everything. Their attempt to conceal their laughs resulted in them snickering more than anything, but the music was so loud you and Tony would never be able to notice them. 

"What are you guys-" Steve started, but Natasha shushed him. Then he saw you and Tony making fools of yourselves dancing. "Guys, isn't that a bit mean?" he said, all be it through a smile, looking at the video recording. 

"Are you kidding? This is blackmailing gold!" Natasha reassured. 

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