Tony Stark one shots

Bow down to your king part 3

      You jumped at the sound of alarms blaring in your ears. He ran back into the room and shut door as fast as possible.

     You struggled against the cuffs hoping you would escape before whatever enemy it was out there would break in.

    He quickly ran over and set you free of the cuffs. " C'mon sugar we need to hide you." He pressed a button on the wall opening it up to reveal a wall.

    "Who's out there?" You asked frightened. "It's nobody important just get in here ."

    You looked at him inquisitively. "Who is it?" You questioned quietly. "Like I said sugar, it's no one of importance. Now get in the room."

    For the first time in years, you felt a surge of bravery. "No. I won't." You looked at him with bravery.

    He looked at you in shock. "What do you mean no?" You pulled away from his grip on your wrist.

   "You're hiding something! Who is it?! Who is out there?!" He started speaking to you in his demanding tone. "Get. In. The . Fucking. Room. Now. Or I pick you up and make you."

      "It's him isn't it. You never hide during a fight. But you are now. Because you know. You know Clint's going to take me away from you. And that's the one thing you're scared of! You're scared of losing me!"

     He charged over to you and picked you up over his shoulder. So in return you started screaming bloody murder.

     "HELP!!! HELP ME!!! IN HERE IN THE ROOM!!!!" You let out a few more loud screams. "IN HERE PLEASE!!!!"

    You struggled against his grip trying you best to escape. "STOP! STOP FUCKING STRUGGLING (Y/N)!! IM TRYING TO SAVE YOU!!!"

     "NO YOU ARENT! YOURE TRYING TO KEEP ME HERE!" You beat against his back. He moved to put his hand against your mouth. "SHUT UP!!!!"

     That's when you took your chance. You pretended to pass out. "(Y/N)?" He said concerned when you went limp against his shoulder.

    He set you on the floor taking the bait. That's when you punched him in the face. You picked yourself off the floor running towards the door. It was locked. Shit.

    "You little brat." He was getting up wiping his bloody nose.

    You beat against the door. "HELP! HELP ME!!!" He walked towards you slowly and with intimidation. "Listen here you little slut." He grabbed your waist and dragged you towards the room " You are going in this room with me and you're going to shut up."

     Suddenly the door burst open. "I think not."

     Standing right there, was Clint. "Put my fucking sister down or I put a fucking arrow through your skull."