Imagine: Tony gets drunk and he gets to courage to do something he's always wanted to do
The Avengers tower is silent as you sip your cup of coffee at the table. It is currently 4:15 AM and you were assigned to wait for Tony to get back from his party meeting he had going on.
The last time he had one, he came home extremely drunk and blasted a hole through the side of the tower. Ever since, some one has to wait for him to come home and make sure he doesn't destroy everything.
The door flew open to reveal a very drunk half naked Tony. "Y/n! Hey! How you dooooiiiiinn?" he yelled, his words slurring together.
"I'm fine, Tony. You're not. Come on. Let's get you inside," you laugh before dragging him in. "I'm guessing you had fun last night?"
"Aww hell yeah! It was awesome!" Tony's voice echoes through the house. You shush him before sitting him down on a chair and make some coffee.
"Here, take this," you slide him water and some Advil.
"Thanks, y/n. You always take care of me, you know that?" he said before taking the medicine.
"Yeah, Tony. That's kind of my job," you mumble before getting his coffee.
Tony stares at you as you hand him his mug. "What, Tony," you ask, getting annoyed.
"You're really hot," Tony says before taking a sip of coffee. You laugh to yourself.
"And you're really drunk," you say turning around. Tony grabs your wrist, stopping you. He stands up with a serious look in his eyes.
"I'm serious, y/n. This isn't the alcohol speaking. I've wanted to tell you for a while, but I never really had the chance, but I guess I have nothing else to lose now so here goes. I like you, y/n. A lot."
"Tony, I-" you start but he cuts you off.
"Now I know you probably don't feel the same but I just had to let you know. I couldn't keep it to myself anymore-" Tony continues talking but you put a finger to his lips to stop him.
"Tony, I like you too," you tell him. A smile spreads across his face as he leans in. Your lips meet as his hands make their way to your hips. Your hands travel up his bare chest and to his hair, ruffling it gently. As the kiss gets more passionate, you tug at his hair, causing him to groan into the kiss. Smiling, you pull away.
"We should do that more often," Tony grins. You laugh and suddenly the lights flicker on.
"What the hell?" Bruce stands at the door way wide eyed.
"Bruce," you start. "You can't tell any-"
"What's going on?" Natasha walks up behind Bruce. She takes one look at Tony's arm around your waist and laughs. "I knew it! You love her! You love her!"
"Why is it so loud?" Steve grumbles walking in.
"Y/n and Tony kissed!" Natasha exclaims.
"Guys! Stop!" you say laughing along with Natasha.
"That's it. Y/n is no longer on late night Tony duty," Steve chuckles.
Embarrassed, you bury your face into Tony's chest as he laughs wrapping a muscular arm around you. "Come on, let's go to bed."
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Marvel Imagines
FanfictionJust a bunch of short stories from the MCU including your favorite characters, Loki, Thor, Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Natasha Romanoff, and more!