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Not Again.... (Dad!Tony x Reader x Steve)

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I lived my life as the daughter of the famous Tony Stark a.k.a. Iron Man.  It's always been a hassle though, almost every guy I knew, heck even my ex-crush, get closed to me with the sole reason of Tony Stark being my father. Nobody ever noticed my talent, which includes: being athletic, intelligent, artistic and pretty. "You're a gift bundle, (y/n), all in 1." "I love you." That's what everyone said to me but I know what they all want: my father's money and acknowledgement.

That's why I'm having a hard time accepting ANYONE'S love confession to me, I always turn them down one by one, I'm even sick being nice all the time, especislly when the guy is being a pain in the ass.  It usually goes like this:

"I love you, (y/n)"

"So?"

"Do you want to be my girlfriend?"

"I'm sorry but no."

"What? Why?"

And the guy suddenly grab my arm, it's a good thing that my overprotective father taught me some self defense move, that's coming handy now.

I released my arm from his hand that's squishing my arm until it turned red.

"No means no. I know you're only going after me because of my father, not me."

Sometimes, they just stop there or they keep going on, and on, and on.  Until you kicked their nut, actually.

Until one day, I met this guy named Steve Rogers, he worked with my father.  He's usually known as Captain America.  I'm ACTUALLY attracted to him, for the first time in foreverrr,  but my father can't know about it cause he would told me:

"(Y/n) he's too old for you don't you know how old is he? Heck, he's even older than me.  He's at the age where he could be your grandpa, even your great grandpa.  Even if he looks like he's in his 20s, don't forget his real age (y/n).  I won't let you be with him."

Yada yada yada, he would always revolve around that, cause I know personally how he would act. Even if Steve's real age is the same with me, he wouldn't let me be with him.  He loved his daughter too much for him to let me go. I should just sing to him one of my favourite song then, by panic! at the disco, *wink wonk*: "if you love me let me gooooo, dad."  If Steve likes me back though, which... I don't even know myself, cause he may be like one of those guy that I usually met that's only after my father, not me.

"Hey!" I snapped back into reality after Steve, speaks of the devil, snap his fingers in front of me.

"What?!" I stare right into his soul.  I'm not really good at being scared, like someone suddenly came up behind me or suddenly apoearing infront of me while I'm spacing out, soo...

Noticing my hostility, he stepped back a little with his hand raised up in the air, I laughed a little because of his act.

"What do you want, Steve?" Now asking him, with softer remark.

"So...do you want to grab a lunch with me?" Steve asked me with glimmer of hope in his blue eyes, and blush started creeping on his cheeks.

"Not again...."  You sighed, but inside you're screaming cause this is what you want.

"Let me stop you here, Capsicle, I know you don't like me. You do this cause I'm Tony Stark's daughter.  What do you like about me anyway??" It hurts like hell when I told him off like this but what can I do? I can't get my hopes too high.

"What I like about you? Everything (y/n), everything.  I noticed how good you're at at art, you even drew better than me, I admit.  You're the most intelligent person I've met, maybe even smarter than your father! And not to mention your athletic abilities, you could fight off 100 bad guys and I won't doubt you not being able to defeat them. Also....you're the prettiest person I've ever seen in my whole (long) life." He looked away after his last remark, FINALLY someone loved me because of me and not going after me just because I'm the daughter of Anthony Edward Stark, the genius, billionaire, playboy and philanthropists.

"Is-is that really what you think of me Steve?"  My eyes soften and I looked at him waiting for him to answer me.

"...yes." He looked back at me and asked me again "so... do you want to go to a date with me?"

I looked at his face, now as red as a tomato.

But with your mischievous nature you can't help and decided to scare him a little.

"No."

"No...?" Steve, now look very depressed.  I felt so guilty, but I can't help but to chuckle and smirk at him, he looked like a child that's sulking because he can't get the things he want.

"I'm just kidding Steve," now laughing out loud "of course I would go on a date with you, Steve. I like you too ;)"

He snapped his head back up and looked at me in the eyes, "really? You like me back? And, (y/n), that's not funny :( I almost got a heart attack. Don't you feel sorry for my old heart?" I scoffed at him when he faked being hurt.  He said that while placing his hand on top of his chest too.

I grabbed his hand and dragged him out of the tower but my father saw me leaving with him.

"You're NOT going anywhere with him (y/n) Stark," he started going after me and Steve and we started to run too.  During my getaway with Steve I shouted, or sang "IF YOU LOVE ME LET ME GOOO.  DEAL WITH IT, DAD."
I chuckled with Steve and I managed to get out of the tower and go a date with him.

Best. Day. Ever.