The Internship: Peter Parker x Stark!reader

Prologue: 1

Tony Stark is just a rich asshole that gets to be rude to everyone with no consequences. Now, he goes prancing around in a big metal suit calling himself a hero and everyone worships him, worships the torn up ground he's stood on. Where he's made his messes and caused destruction unlike any other. That's what I thought. That is, until I started living with the guy.

No, it wasn't that I thought all superheroes were bad. In fact, most of them really do care, but there was something about his snarky attitude that set me off. However, it wasn't a big deal. I went on with my life and ignored the news' adoring praise of him. It was just me and my mom, and I liked it that way. I went to school. I had a boyfriend. I was just a normal teenager. But of course, everything crashed and burned. My entire world lit up like a match because my mother died. A car crash. I was so angry. I hated that drunk driver. And I stayed angry, knowing that if I stopped I would give way to tears.

Then, I found out I had powers. I could control flames and heat. To make matters worse, social services decided I needed a guardian.  I thought that I would have to move high schools and go into foster care. I thought everything would get worse. It did, but not in the way I thought. Apparently, my father was still alive. And, to my luck, who else would he be but the infamous Tony stark.

Of course I was exited. I would get to live with the avengers! But the man himself? No. I would stay as far away as possible. I had to break up with my boyfriend because "long distance wasn't his thing." I had to move to New York and leave all my friends, but at least now I wouldn't have to worry about if we had enough money for rent, right? Maybe it would be okay.

A/N I realize now this isn't a great prologue. Y/N doesn't actually hold a grudge with Tony for that long.