Marvel/DC One Shots{Requests Closed}

Oh, Come On! - Tony Stark One Shot

  You were happily talking with Natasha with no desire to talk with anyone else, especially the men in the room. Each time you heard a girlfriend went out there was always the need to find a guy to go home with. You didn't want one, you weren't looking for one and you weren't concerned about what they thought about you. You brushed off every single chance at conversation with any man who tried his hand at getting your attention. At this point it was becoming a competition and, even though you heard each one of their lines, you ignored them and then laughed with Natasha later about the attempt.

"Oh no, here he comes." Before you even had the chance to ask her what, or rather who, she was talking about his voice brought one name to your mind. Tony Stark. The number of times that man has tried and failed to get your number or attention was unfathomable. He gave you another line and you turned to see his grinning face.

"You know, it's cute that you had your friends encourage you to come talk with me but let me stop you there. No. I'm not giving you my number nor my attention so if you'll excuse me I have a drink to refill." You fixed some of the curls from your hair sitting on your shoulder and moved past him with no hesitation.

Tony's a persistent man though and with each drink he was hoping it would loosen you up enough for him to get a chance to actually talk with you. Much to your dismay he came back about an hour later with another line.

"You think of that by yourself? No matter, I don't want to dance I don't need your hands on me and I don't want your company. I'm fine with my drink and my friends right here, you are not invited." You didn't hate men, you didn't hate Tony. What you hated was the annoying efforts made in situations like this, why couldn't people treat others as such and not as a goal? You were not a prize, you were not going to be won over by these shit lines they threw your way.

"I think I'm going to going to call it a night, Nat. It's getting annoying being here with him coming around so much, I'll see you around?" You smiled placed your money down and left your friends to enjoy the rest of their night without you.

Morning came and you were relaxing in your room, one you rented in a Stark owned tower but it was nearly impossible to find one that was not owned by the man. You just wanted some time alone to relax and recharge after a night out and work all week. What else are Sundays for?

A knock came to your door and you begrudgingly got up to answer it.

"You need something?" You sassed the person at the door as you opened it.

"You!" You sneered shutting the door immediately in his face.

"What do you want!?" You shouted through the door.

"One chance! I just want one chance to get to know you!" You sighed, he didn't sound like he was being rude or being directed to say those things.

"Fine, if I give you one chance will you stop fucking chasing me?" You opened the door again to see him smiling, relieved that you said yes.

"Meet me at the same club from last night, you get one night and one chance to impress me now leave me alone." You said, he nodded.

"See you tonight, Sweet Cheeks!" He shouted, his ego clearly his priority. You felt like you were going to regret this already.

When the time came you were dressed and waiting for him to arrive. You thought about your relationship with Tony, in fact when you did it went back farther then you had even realized. You two had been playing this back and forth game for years now and nothings become of it until now. You're not sure what made you change your mind but you didn't have time to think about it because hearing him call your name distracted you.

"Come on, impress me then." You said to him crossing your arms defensively across your chest.

"Is that a challenge?" You smirk.

"Of course."

At the end of the night.

"So?" He asked and you shrugged.

"It was an alright night." You had placed your number in his pocket without him noticing.

"Oh, come on!" He shouted as you left the place to return to your home. He shoved his hands in his pockets to find the paper folded neatly between his fingers. He opened it and grinned.