Marvel Imagines

Tony x Reader

Warnings: Mentions of sex

 Words:790

(Someone requested a Tony x reader and i had this one written from a while ago. Also, i'm sorry i haven't posted in a while, i'm getting a lil backed up)

You were hunched over the toilet retching out today's breakfast. You weren't sure what happened. One second you were chatting with Natasha and the next you were running to the nearest bathroom, which happened to be Bucky's room. Poor Bucky was asleep when you barged into his room and went to his bathroom. He peeked around the corner into his bathroom, still partially asleep.

"Are uh, are you... gonna be alright?" He scratched the back of his neck. Poor Bucky, he barely ever talked to you so he must've been feeling so awkward.

"Yeah, I think I'm-" You stopped and threw up once more. You breathed out and groaned. "I'm gonna be fine. I think I may have eaten too much this morning." You took a paper towel from his sinks countertop and wiped some of the vomit from your mouth.

Bucky only nodded in response. After apologizing for waking him up, barging into his room, and getting some vomit on the toilet seat, you left. When you made it to Tonys and yours' shared room you rushed over to the bathroom. Truth is, you barely ate anything for breakfast that morning. You were also due for your period a few days ago and you had been having a craving for milkshakes a few days ago that had yet to stop. 

You took a pregnancy test from your drawer and waited until you had to use the bathroom to take it. Right as the test beeped, a loud knock made you drop the test on the floor. 

"Sweet cheeks? You in there? Cap said that you barged into Bucky's room to vomit a bit ago. Are you okay?" 

"Fuck...Uh, Yeah! Just ate a bit too much is all!" 

"Alright. I'm coming in, I left a gadget in there." As the doorknob began turning, you threw the test into a tampon box and closed it so he surely wouldn't find it. He opened the door as you flushed the toilet.

"You sure you're okay? You look a bit pale." He put his mouth on your forehead to check your temperature. "You feel fine." 

"Enough about that, who the hell keeps gadgets in the bathroom?!" You furrowed your eyebrows. Tony only shrugged and picked up a small gadget from the sink.

"Don't worry about that." And with that, he left the room with the small gadget in hand.

You let out a sigh and closed the bathroom door again, making sure to lock it in the process. 

You inched your hand towards the tampon box and snatched it from its place. You opened the top of it and stuck your hand inside. You grabbed the pregnancy test and took in a deep breath.

"It's alright (Y/N), This is only gonna tell you what your future is gonna look like." You pulled out the test from the box.

Positive.

You weren't sure what that meant for you. Did Tony want kids? Did you want kids? How would you even raise a child? You lived with a group of superheroes!

You sighed out the air you were holding in and put the pregnancy test in your drawer. Maybe it was best to wait to tell Tony.

-

It was around a week later. After Tony had caught you running to the bathroom for the second time this morning he finally got suspicious.

"Honey, have you thought of taking a pregnancy test? It wasn't that long ago we last had sex, you know." He had your hair held up in a ponytail with his hand while the other rubbed your back. When you finally finished retching, you groaned and lifted yourself up. You turned to him with a sheepish look. 

Well, it's not like I can hide it forever anyway. 

"Actually I've already taken one." You said sheepishly.

"Is that so?" Tony raised his eyebrow. "And what did it say?" You held in a breath and crossed your arms tightly. 

"I'm pregnant and it's yours." You unfolded your arms and let out a deep breath. You looked up at Tony, his face indecipherable.

"You're pregnant and it's mine." He affirmed. You nodded your head. "Why didn't you tell me?" 

"I didn't know how to, honestly. I don't even know if you want kids Tony." You rubbed your face. Tony pulled you into his arms and kissed the top of your head.

"Sweetheart, of course, I want kids. I'm happy as long as you're happy." He pulled you back and looked into your eyes. "You do want kids, right?" 

"Yes. Yes of course!" You smiled. He beamed down at you and kissed your cheek. Suddenly, he yanked on your hand and dragged you into the hall.  

"Where are we going?"

"To tell the team!" Tony beamed.