His Protective Dad Completed ✓

The Plan Unveiled

The morning sun streamed through the large windows of the resort, casting a warm glow across the room. Everyone was gathered in the living area once again, still reeling from the events of the previous night. There was a tense yet hopeful energy in the air, as Morgan and Harley sat together, their hands quietly intertwined.

The Avengers, the Dynamic Six, and even Peter were all eagerly waiting for Tony to explain himself. It was clear that something had been set in motion, but nobody quite knew how it had all unfolded.

Tony, sitting casually with his coffee in hand, finally leaned back in his chair and smiled mischievously at everyone. "Alright, alright," he began, raising his hand for attention. "I know everyone’s dying to know what happened, so here it is."

Steve, standing beside Tony, crossed his arms and gave his husband an amused but slightly exasperated look. “Tony, you better explain yourself properly.”

Tony chuckled, fully aware of the storm of emotions swirling around. "Okay, so here’s the deal," he started, putting down his cup and leaning forward a bit. "Everything that happened—the fake marriage proposal, the heart-wrenching reactions, and the two of them eventually coming together—was all part of my plan. It was a prank, yeah, but with a purpose. I wanted to get them to confess to each other."

The room was dead silent for a beat before everyone burst out in shock.

"You did what?!" Wade’s voice was the first to break the silence, sounding half-amused, half-shocked. "You used a fake marriage proposal to make them admit their feelings? Dude, that’s savage."

Ned blinked a few times, trying to wrap his head around it. “Wait, so you were messing with them this whole time? That’s… bold.”

Peter, who had been staring at Tony in disbelief, finally let out an incredulous laugh. “So, the whole thing about the marriage proposal... was just to get Morgan and Harley to admit they liked each other?”

Tony nodded smugly. “Yep, pretty much. I mean, come on, they were both too stubborn to admit it themselves. So, I had to give them a little nudge.”

Steve, though still clearly a little stunned by Tony’s approach, let out a quiet sigh. “You know, Tony, I can’t say I’m exactly thrilled about the way you went about this, but... it worked, didn’t it?”

Morgan, who had been holding her breath this whole time, finally exhaled, relief flooding her. She turned to Harley, who smiled softly at her, his eyes full of understanding. They had come out the other side of Tony’s wild plan and were now a couple, finally free to be open about their feelings for each other.

“Yeah, it worked,” Morgan said, her voice quiet but full of emotion. She looked up at Tony. “But you could’ve just talked to us. You didn’t have to do all that.”

Tony shrugged. “Where’s the fun in that?”

Harley grinned, his earlier apprehension now replaced with a sense of calm. “Well, I guess we owe you one, Tony. You got us to admit it, finally.”

Tony gave him a wide grin. “Happy to help, Harley. Now, you two get to go on your first date without all the drama. It’s about time!”

The room, once filled with tension, suddenly burst into cheers. The Avengers and the Dynamic Six were clapping, congratulating Morgan and Harley on becoming a couple. There were hugs and high fives exchanged, and even Peter—though still a little stunned by everything—couldn’t help but smile at how happy his twin sister looked.

“Congrats, you two!” Wade shouted, giving a thumbs up.

“I knew it!” Ned added with a grin. “You guys make a perfect couple!”

Peter gave Harley a playful nudge. “Better treat my sister right, man.”

Harley laughed, ruffling Peter’s hair. “Of course, Peter. I’ve got this.”

Morgan smiled, her eyes sparkling with gratitude. She squeezed Harley’s hand and leaned her head on his shoulder. “Thanks for everything,” she whispered to him.

Harley looked down at her, his heart full. “Anything for you, Morgan. Always.”

Tony looked around at the happy scene, satisfied with the outcome. “Alright, alright,” he said, raising his voice to get everyone’s attention. “Enough with the speeches. Let’s have a mini celebration! It’s not every day we have a new couple in the house.”

A cheer went up from the group as Tony snapped his fingers, and F.R.I.D.A.Y. immediately started arranging a little celebration for everyone. Snacks, drinks, and music were quickly set up in the living area, and soon enough, the entire group was laughing, dancing, and having a good time together.

Steve pulled Tony aside for a moment, giving him a pointed look. “You know, Tony, you could’ve just asked Morgan how she felt. But I guess I can’t blame you—this was your way of pushing things along.”

Tony grinned. “Come on, Steve, where’s the fun in making things easy? I thought they needed a little more... excitement.”

Steve chuckled softly, shaking his head. “You’re something else, you know that?”

“Well, someone had to get the ball rolling,” Tony said, his grin never fading.

As the celebration carried on, Morgan and Harley were surrounded by their friends, laughing and joking with them. It felt like a weight had been lifted from both of them. They were finally able to be open about their feelings, and everything felt just a little bit brighter now.

Peter caught Steve’s eye from across the room and smiled, his usual mischievous grin back in full force. “You know, Pops, I’m starting to think maybe you should’ve done the same thing with Dad.”

Steve chuckled, his heart swelling with affection for his son. “Maybe, Peter. But I think I’ll leave the pranks to your dad.”

With that, the night continued, filled with joy and celebration. There was no more awkwardness, no more confusion. Morgan and Harley were together now, and everyone was happy for them. Tony’s little plan had worked, and for once, it felt like the family had everything in place.

As the night wore on, Steve leaned into Tony, pulling him close for a quiet moment amidst the fun. “You know, I think you might’ve just done something right for once,” Steve said with a grin.

Tony smiled and kissed Steve on the cheek. “I always do, babe. I always do.”

And for once, everyone could agree—everything was as it should be.