Marvel One Shots (X Reader) REQUESTS ARE OPEN!

Fixing the reactor pt 2 | Tony Stark

Pairing: Tony Stark x reader
Warnings: Tony's self doubt
Requested by: BuckyGoddesswolf
Pronouns: They/Them
Extra Information: part 1 previous chapter

“There's no need to thank me, Tony, especially with everything you've done for me.”

After his breakdown in the lab, Tony thought it best to surprise Y/N with a trip to their favourite cafe. He insisted on paying for everything –as always– and let them lead him for a stroll. There was a chill in the air; the paper cup warmed their hands just right. Taking another sip, they tried to ask Tony about his drink when someone crashed straight into them. Their drink completely soaked their outfit and whoever was responsible didn't even slow down.

Tony wrapped Y/N in his coat and pulled them into the closest clothing shop. Pushing them into the changing room, he grabbed some new clothes as quickly as possible. Soon enough, the two of them had resumed their walk as if nothing happened. Almost.

Tony felt responsible, and it didn't help that they wouldn't make it home to clean before they were permanently stained. "There must be a dry cleaner around here somewhere.”

“Dry cleaner? There's a laundrette right there.” Y/N fished a few coins out of their pocket and made their way across the street, Tony trailing close behind.

Once the washing machine was on, they sat side by side on the worn chairs by the window. “So… got any hobbies?” Tony asked after a few minutes of silence.

“Tony, we're friends, there's no reason for you to be so awkward around me.” He had been acting odd since they comforted him in the lab.

“There may be one reason.” Tony mumbled. He hoped the washing machines were loud enough to cover his voice. Clearly luck was not on his side.

“Don't be embarrassed, no one's listening but me.”

He almost groaned at their smiling face. Why did they have to be so… nice?“Fine, but don't look at me.” They laughed a little and heat crawled up his neck. He's so suave around everyone, he should be able to tell Y/N his feelings. He flirted with them for months so they probably already knew. Unless they didn't. Or they were just being polite. Maybe they weren't attracted to men, or maybe they just weren't attracted to him. He'd understand completely: he was arrogant, sarcastic, bigheaded–

Y/N got up and walked to the washing machine. They moved their clothes to the dryer, giving Tony a moment to collect his thoughts.

There's no holding back, he's just going to say it. Say it, say it, say it, say it, say it– “I like you.” You're so stupid.

“Great. I like you too.” They grinned and sat back beside him.

“I'm in love with you, Y/N!” In that moment Tony was so glad no one else was there with them. He looked fit to burst from how much he was blushing, and it didn't help that Y/N just stared at him. “Say something, anything.”

“Tony.”

“Not that. Just forget about everything. Let's just get back to work and never speak of this again.”

“Tony, will you just shut up for five seconds?” They grabbed his hands, just like they would when they comforted him. “If you weren't so self involved you would have noticed I love you too.”