Marvel Imagines

Tony Stark- Bet

"So you're just going to-"

"Yeah,"

"While I do all the-"

"Mhm,"

"But that's not-"

"Fair?" Tony turns, signature smirk on his lips. "We made a bet and you lost. It's your duty to hold up your end," You huff, crossing your arms over the maids outfit and try not to glare. But you end up doing it anyways when Tony laughs. "You look adorable, (Y/n). Truly, very adorable,"

"I will murder you in your sleep," You hiss, turning to leave, but Tony calls your name and you pause. "What?"

"You forgot this," You look back and scoff, crossing your arms again.

"You cannot be serious,"

"Dead serious, (Y/n). It goes with the outfit,"

Angrily, you step forward and snatch the feather duster out of his hands. "We're so breaking up after this," You growl, stomping out of the room as Tony's cackle bounces off the walls.