SURPRISE! Bet ya didn't expect a new chapter with actual content! ;) I've been thinking it over and I decided to continue this story. Yes, I know Tony is dead. But let's imagine a world where is alive and happy. :,)
Also, I reread some stuff I've written and I'll be changing it. Like I used first person and I don't really enjoy that. So I'll change it to third. If y'all really hate it, I'll go back. This will be a little test run. :)
Also, please ignore any spelling mistakes or weirdly written words. I just kinda skimmed over everything so I can get this out. :)
Anyway... Enjoy!
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It's been about 2 weeks since you and (BFF/N) have been in the accident. Tony thought it would be best if the two of you stayed in the area so you'd be right there when she wakes up. Tony being Tony, he rented an apartment for the time being. (BFF/N) has had steady vitals while being in her coma, but it doesn't stop you from worrying about unwanted outcomes.
You're currently snuggled up on the couch in the living while watching The Princess Bride at 9pm. It's one of your favorite movies that you and (BFF/N) would watch all the time. As you're leaning on the armrest of the sofa with your Iced coffee from Dunkin that you had delivered, Tony walks in with a puzzled look on his face.
"Why are you drinking Iced Coffee at 9pm?" Tony questions as he plops down on the other side of the sofa.
"Because I wanted coffee and it takes too long to chill your own coffee and I didn't want to brew it over ice cubes. So I chose the only logical choice, have some delivered." You take a long sip while giving Tony a nice side eye. "Plus, you're not allowed to critique my life choices. I know for a fact that you've had so much coffee well into the night while working in your shop."
"Technically, it's a combination of coffee, Monster, and alcohol. You're only 33.3% correct." Tony corrects you as he leans back and crosses his arms.
"'You're only 33.3% correct.' Shut up." You mock Tony as you throw a pillow at him. The two of you erupt in laughter as Tony catches the pillow and throws it back at you.
"Hey! Watch my precious cargo! I don't want to spill any bean juice." You move your cup out of the line of fire to protect it. You then start to stroke your coffee and mumble my precious from Lord of the Rings.
"I swear to God. You did not just call your coffee 'bean juice...'" Tony asks you as he pinches his temples in disbelief.
"So what if I did? Are you gonna kick me out?" You fire back at him as you pretend to coward in fear.
"Yeah actually." Tony sits up straight, clears his throat, and puts on a fake deep and intimidating voice. "You better get out of my apartment RIGHT now or I'm calling the cops!" Tony stays like that for about 30 seconds while staring into your eyes.
"Bitch please. Why would an Avenger call the cops?" The both of you burst out laughing at your sudden remark.
You wipe the tears of laughing too hard away from your eyes. After settling back down and resuming your focus on the movie, you start to think about the last time you watched thos movie with (BFF/N). It was a night similar to the one you're currently having. Full of laughter and jokes. The only difference is that everyone was still safe and healthy.
You sit there contemplating your life choices. Did she truly know how much you loved her? Were there any big issues you didn't get to resolve?
*snap snap*
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Don't Lose Hope - Tony Stark x Reader
FanfictionON HOLD - I will most likely never finish this story... sorry y'all :( You and Tony used to go to college together before he was super famous. You guys were best friends, but things just didn't work out after college. You guys lost touch. But one da...