A/n: Happy birthday to Earth's best defender, Tiny Stank. : ') uwu
Tony awoke to silence. It was quite unusual. Peter was usually shouting memes, Steve was usually talking in his "Captain" voice, Bucky and Sam were usually arguing, Scott was usually trying to impress Hope, Carol was usually messing with Nick, etc. But most importantly, Stephen was usually right next to him in bed, his face buried in a pillow and the Cloak standing guard at the door. Neither of said things were happening. Tony, groggy, got up and got ready for the day. When he was told the date of today, he realized it was his birthday. May 29, 1970 he was born. Tony shrugged it off. Why celebrate his birth when there was work to do?
Tony exited his room, heading towards the kitchen, trying to find Stephen. He found Steve making breakfast. He slowly backed out, trying to not be seen. "Tony. Come have some breakfast." Tony shakes his head. "I can't today. Maybe you could make me lunch." Steve stops Tony from leaving.
"You need to eat, Tony. Your eating schedule isn't healthy."
"Fine. But make it quick." Steve scrapes some eggs onto a plate, next to some French toast. Tony begins eating. Once he was finished, he thanked Steve and rushed out of the Compound.
"Oh, and happy birthday Tony!" Steve calls. Tony mumbles a thanks. He walks up to Stark Industries, a heavy sigh leaving his body. He picks up his phone, calling Stephen. It rings four times before someone picks up.
"Excuse me sir, but Stark Industries is giving you a day off. Why? For being the best person in the world. It also happens to be your birthday. Goodbye sir." It was Stephen. Of course he had to be a hopeless romantic. Where do I go? Tony wondered to himself. As if on cue, a portal opened beneath him. Tony landed back in the Compound. Every single Avenger and non-Avenger Tony knew was standing there.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" They all scream. Stephen, Peter, Rhodey, Happy, Pepper, and the original Avengers stand in the front of the group. "It was all Mr. Strange's idea." Peter told Tony.
"Yep. He's an excellent party planner." Nat agreed.
"It's true. He should have his own business." Pepper comments.
Stephen held up a cake, handing it to Tony. It read; Happy Birthday Tony Stank! "The cake was Rhodey's idea. Harley made it." Stephen explained. Tony smiled. He gave Stephen a quick kiss before blowing out the candles. Everyone continued celebrating together. Tony was never one for celebrating his birthday, (unless he was about to die and wanted to go out with a bang), but this was an exception. He had his boyfriend, friends, and his "kids" with him. What more could he ask for?
A/n: I'm SO sorry this was so short. I've been rlly busy lately with my life and Endgame depression, but I managed to write this for Tony's birthday. I miss him 3000 <33
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IronStrange Oneshots
FanficTony Stark; genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist. Lover? He tries his best to find someone, but it never works out. Let's see what Dr. Stephen Strange has to say about that. A series of IronStrange oneshots.
