RDJ Imagines

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T. Stark
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I walked through the living room, ready to go upstairs after a long day at Shield.

I was having a terrible day. I woke up late because Tony and I were, you know... getting busy around 1 in the morning, and I've been laid off a mission for a reason Fury won't tell me yet.

I just wanted to sit down and gather myself because that's what I needed.

I took off my heels when I got up the stairs, and held them in my hand. I went towards the bedroom I shared with Tony and opened the door.

I threw my heels to the side, and went towards the mirror. I decided to put my hair up in a bun. After that I took off my jacket, but something weird caught my eye.

I looked towards the bed and saw Tony sleeping, but there were two weird imprints under the bedsheets.

The imprints were moving. Two women emerged, and both of them laid their head on Tony's chest. My heart stopped. I felt the anger boil inside me.

Tony slowly woke up from them moving, and his eyes met with my own. His eyes went wide, and he quickly sat up, moving the girls off of him.

Before I can even start to give him a piece of my mind he spoke up.

"Now, are you gonna believe what you see or what I tell you?" Tony said. I clenched my jaw, and threw my jacket at him.

"You asshole!" I shouted. "Get out! All of you!" My eyes began to water.

"Wait!" Tony began, but I stormed out the bedroom in a rage. I ran back downstairs, wiping my tears away.

Tony's POV

"Shit..." I said, getting out the bed. "Leave. Now." I said to the women, who covered themselves with my silk sheets.

"Friday, where is she?" I asked, grabbing some clothes.

"Downstairs sir." She responded.

I huffed, and put some pants on.

Meanwhile, back downstairs at Avengers Tower...

"He's stupid." Clint shook his head in disappointment. "What a dick." He leaned back on the couch.

The Avengers were in the living room watching a movie when Y/n came to tell them what happened, and that she was leaving for a bit to compose herself.

No one stopped her, and really no one could. As Thor's sister, she was head strong and just strong in general, so stopping her was no use.

"He's Tony Stark what did you expect?" Nat said, shrugging.

"But he looked so happy with her, they were... perfect." Steve chimed in.

"I agree." Thor days through a mouthful of poptarts. He must've been on his third box.

"How many boxes have you eaten?" Bruce asked, looking concerned.

Thor looked off into the distance in thought, then shrugged after a moment. Bruce just stared at him weirdly.

"Listen, if he 'loved' her then he wouldn't even think of doing some shit like that!" Clint waved his hand in frustration. "See, I told her not to fall for him, I told her that as a concerned friend, but what did she do!?! She fell for him!" He ranted.

"Well, you suggested but what can you really do? She's her own person." Bruce said.

Just as Nat was going to speak up, Tony came frantically down the stairs. Everyone just looked towards him with disappointed faces... well besides Clint. He was mad.