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Tony Stark Imagine 1

Imagine... Tony accused you of betraying the Avengers and it's biting him back in the ass.

When you get home, the door is unlocked. Only three people have the key to your apartment. Apartment manager, your "son" Peter, and Tony. When you gets inside, you see Tony sitting on you couch. He has a black eye and cut lip.

"(Your name)—" Tony rises to his feet, rushing over to you "Princess, I've been calling you for half an hour! Why haven't you been answering your phone? Nevermind that, you're safe."

Tony wraps his muscular arms around you, kissing your temple sloppily. You can feel his heart pounding in his chest.

"Stark, let go of me."

Tony brushes the hair out of your face. "What, Princ—"

You shove Tony away. "Don't you dare call me Princess! It wasn't even 4 hours ago that I was a traitor."

All You can see in Tony's eyes is pain. The playboy sighs before wiping his bearded face with his hand.

"(Your name), I'm so so sorry." There's a crack in Tony's voice.

"You cannot come in here and apologize after what you said to me. You falsely accused me of betraying the Avengers!" you shout "Then you told me you didn't want me on the team or around your company."

Tony puts his shaking hands on your biceps, his head hung low with his eyes closed. He lets out a shaky breath.

"I know, Princess. I know." He holds her firmly, his hands and voice beginning to shake.

At the sound of his cracked voice, you wants to wrap you arms and legs around his broad frame. To get your mind off of your thoughts, you try to focus on something else. Although you already know how Tony got his cut lip and bruised eye, you decide to be coy.

"How'd you get this?" You trace the cut on Tony's lip.

"It doesn't matter. All I care about is you." Tony leans his head against yours, a tear dripping down to his nose. "It probably means nothing, but I really am sorry Princess. I'm an idiot and an asshole. Please forgive me."

"I'll sleep on it, Anthony." You say smugly, "As long as you join me."