Marvel Oneshots - Book 5

Tony - Pretty (platonic)

You sat at your vanity brushing your hair and trying to make it nice.

You screamed in annoyance, hitting the brush against your head before Tony entered.

"You okay, kid?" He asked leaning against the door frame.

"Why can't I get my hair to just...work! It's so annoying. I can't...I can't do this meeting thing. I shave every day, I wash my hair everyday, I dye my lashes every day...I still don't look pretty!" You shouted in annoyance as Tony looked at you in shock.

He stood behind you and placed his hands on your shoulders.

"Woah, kid. Easy now. Let's just take a breath...why are you doing all this everyday? Listen, I'm not expert on women...actually I am. You don't need to be doing that every day.” He said as you looked at him through the reflection. 

“I’m not like other girls though! I’m ugly.” You grumbled making Tony sigh as he squeezed your shoulders. 

“Y/N, you are not ugly. Not in the slightest. Here, let me.” He said taking the brush from you and started brushing your hair gently. 

“My parents never…brushed my hair.” You muttered as Tony ran his hand through your hair and began to braid it. 

The team didn’t know much about your past, just that your parents never took care of you and when they died it was up to Tony to take you in. After all your mother was his cousin, he was the only blood relative you had left. 

“Yes, well your parents were too busy going to rich parties and leaving you at home.” He grumbled as you chuckled a little. 

“Do you think I’m pretty?” You muttered, not making eye contact with Tony. He finished braiding your hair and looked at you. 

“Y/N, you’re a blood relative of mine. If you or anyone thinks you’re ugly they are very much blind.” He said making you laugh softly. 

He smiled and kissed the top of your head. 

“Now, get dressed kid. If you make me look like a hero that took in an orphan in front of the press I’ll buy you a laptop.” He said as you laughed and shook your head and watched him leave. 

Before he did you grabbed his hand. 

“Tony… thank you.” You said as he smiled. 

“You’re welcome, kid. Get dressed, make sure it’s something expensive so people know I spoil you.”