You felt the strain in your back as you pulled your dance bag over your shoulder. It had been a long, rough practice. It was one of those days where you couldn't seem to do anything right. A lot of people think tap dancing is simply clicking or stomping the bottom of your shoes against the floor, but it's so much more than that. It's physically demanding and you had dance practice nearly every day. And you loved it.
There was only one problem. You weren't a famous dancer. In fact, you had moved to New York to become a professional dancer. But starting out, you were barely able to afford rent, let alone all the other essentials you needed in order to survive in New York. You needed a little bit of help. That was where Tony came in.
You'd signed up on a sugar baby website as a joke. One of your friends had a sugar daddy and she was as happy as could be. She joked that you should try and wouldn't leave you alone until you signed up. That was how you met Tony. Why the infamous Tony Stark was looking for a sugar baby, you had no idea, but you decided to meet with him anyway after he messaged you.
From that first meeting, you felt a spark with Tony. It was no brainer to say yes when he asked you to be his sugar baby on a long-term basis. He took you on dates to all sorts of galas and charity functions. He set you up in a nice apartment and helped with bills when necessary. His only stipulation was that you be ready to go out whenever he needed as long as you weren't dancing. You readily agreed.
Tonight was one of those nights. As soon as you entered your apartment, your eyes find Tony's form. He stood up from the couch and smiled at you. "Tony! Did I miss a text or something?" He chuckled and shook his head. "Nope. Can't I just pop in and see my Sweetpea?" You grinned. You loved his little nicknames for you.
"Of course," you said, trying to sound chipper. The thing about Tony was that, when he cared for someone, he was pretty in tune with their moods. Needless to say, he saw right through you. "What's wrong, sweetheart?" You gave him a tired smile as you let your bag fall to the floor with a loud PLOP! "It's...been a rough day." Tony's lips frowned under the facial hair you had come to adore.
He motioned for you to join him on the couch, which of course you did. He wrapped his arms around you and asked you to tell him what was wrong. You sat there and poured your heart out to him. That was one thing you really liked about Tony. Yours wasn't always the typical sugar baby/sugar daddy relationship. Tony really seemed to care about how you were doing on an everyday basis. He went out of his way to text you at least once a week even if he didn't need you to join him for anything.
You had tears on your face by the time you finished. Tony listened intently and tried to offer some consoling words. As he spoke, you looked ahead. Your brows furrowed when you noticed a garment bag hanging on your door. "Oh, Tony! You wanted to go out tonight, didn't you?" He followed your gaze to the door.
"I did, but I think it might be a better idea to stay in tonight. It was just going to be dinner for the two of us. You can wear that dress any time." You began sniffling again. You felt like you were failing him today as his sugar baby. And you never wanted to disappoint Tony.
It wasn't because of who he was to you. It wasn't because he encouraged you to dance to your heart's content nor was it because he set you up in a beautiful apartment. It wasn't because of the nice dinners or fancy galas with the gorgeous dresses he purchased. No, it was deeper than that. You didn't want to disappoint Tony because he was beginning to mean more to you than just a sugar daddy.
"No, you wanted to go out. I'll put it on." You moved to get up, but Tony's arms tightened around you just enough to keep you in place."Y/N, it's fine. I would much rather stay in with you than go out. I want to make you feel better. And I don't think there's any better way to do that than to order in and watch whatever ridiculous movie you want." You beamed up at him, unaware that that was all he really wanted.
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Avengers and Guardians Assemble Book 2!
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