Complete Me: Tony Stark x Reader [Completed]

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Your POV

You Were Friends With All The Avengers. Well, Except Pietro.

It's Not Like He Didn't Like You. It's That He Liked You Too Much. Every Chance He Gets He Flirts With You.

He's Like If Flash And Tony Had A Kid...
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One Time, When You Were Having Dinner With The Avengers, You Took A Seat At One End Of The Table. Pietro Then Strategically Placed Himself On Your Right, With Tony Being On Your Left.

You Guys Were About Halfway Through Dinner When You Felt A Hand On Your Right Thigh. You Put Your Spoon Down And Caught Hold Of Pietro's Hand And Took It Off Your Thigh.

A Few Minutes Later, You Felt Another Hand On Your Thigh But This Time It Was On Your Left. Knowing That It Was Tony, You Put Your Hand On His.

Another 5 Minutes Later, You Felt Another Hand On Your Thigh. But This Time On Your Right. You Immediately Took It Away. It Came Back. Slowly, The Hand Started Sliding Higher, And Higher...

Tony POV

I Noticed (Y/N) Had Goosebumps On Her Arms So I Looked At Her For A Few Seconds Before Realising That There Was A Hand On Her Thigh. On The Opposite Side Of Me. I Looked Up And Saw Pietro Smirking At Me.

"Back Off, Pietro" I Whispered-Shouted.

He Didn't Do Anything Except Turn His Smirk Into A Full-On Grin.

I Felt The Anger Bubbling Up Inside Me. I Did A Hand Gesture And The Hands Of My Iron Man Suit Came Flying In. As Soon As They Were On, I Stood Up And Pointed My Hands At Pietro, Charging Up The Blast. Everyone Jumped At The Sight.

"I Swear If You Don't Get Your Hands Off Her, Maximoff. I Will Kill You Right Here."

He Put His Hands Up In Defense And Swapped Seats With Steve Who Was On The Other End Of The Table. All While Still Smirking.

"Okay, Okay, Geez Tony. Clingy Much?" He Said Smugly.

I Was About To Open Fire When I Felt An Arm On My Shoulder.

"Let It Go, Tony. He's Not Worth It." (Y/N) Whispered Into My Ear.

I Put My Hands Down And Took The Parts Of The Suit Off, Sending Them Back To Where They Came From.

The Rest Of The Dinner Was... Awkward. The Whole Time I Was Glaring At Pietro While He Kept That Stupid Godamned Smirk On His Face. The Only Thing Keeping Me From Messing His Face Up Was (Y/N). The Entire Time Her Hand Was Either On My Thigh Or Holding My Hand And Giving It A Squeeze, Doing Her Best In Trying To Calm Me Down.

A/N

Alright, I Know This Is Like The Second Jealous Thing (?) But It's Just Mah Thang And Its Fun As Fuck To Write. Soooooo If You Don't Like It, Thats Your Fucking Problem, Not Mine. That's All. I'm Running Out Of Things To Say.

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