Tony Stark Imagines

My Santa Claus (🖤)

Summary: It's Christmas! And you get all your gifts but Tony doesn't get, what can be the reason?

Warnings: None, just fluff

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"IT'S CHRISTMAS, HECK YEAH!" You came running down from the stairs, heading to the Christmas tree, finding loads of gifts beneath it. You squeal in excitement and happiness, grabbing and opening them each. You open the first gift to find a beautiful black dress.

"Woah.. I really needed these things! Santa sure is cooler than me." You take another gift, open it and see a lightsaber. You were a Star Wars fan, so you always wished to have one since childhood. You found all your favorite and interesting things, that made you happier than ever.

"God, thank you so much Santa Claus!" You join your hands to thank him, but you felt something funny inside you. Where was Stark's gifts?

"Wait.. does Tony have one?" You look everywhere in the Christmas tree, but you don't see any other gift. Maybe he didn't wish anything to Santa. You were confused cause last time he did promise to get gifts for himself too, and today on this occasion he didn't. God, don't tell he had been a naughty this year.

You heard him walking in the tree room, you ran towards him to give him a big hug. "Merry Christmas, Tony!"

Tony joined your embrace, smiling back. "Merry Christmas to you too, Y/N." You pulled off from the hug.

"Hey, didn't you ask gifts from Santa? I can't see yours." You ask him. "Last time I thought you were going to ask Santa to give gifts? Did he find you a naughty child?"

"Nah." He replied, shrugging.

"Huh? Then what did you do?"

"Nothing much?" He stretched his arms. "Just like that, thought I can just buy things myself cause that's the only option."

"Well, you're a billionaire that doesn't mean you cannot ask anything from Santa. He brings everything and I know he can even afford to bring an Iron suit for you."

He chuckled. "Well, Y/N babe," He caressed your cheek. "Sometimes it can be never easy to bring the gifts you really wished for."

"Oh, really? You mean he didn't bring these gifts at all? Then who else can bring it?" You fold your arms.

He rubbed his head for a moment. "Aaah.. umm.. well.. anyone can bring gifts.. isn't it?" He smirked nervously, but you don't look surprised. "I mean.. I feel that.. maybe if I can buy things myself but what if you don't get them? Like, you not being happy is what makes me worried the most.. what if you don't get a gift you wished for, or don't get any and prove yourself that you're in the naughty list. There are many possibilities! That's why I thought-.. I thought.." He started stopping at the next sentence.

"You thought?" You tilt your head. "What?"

"I thought.. t-that it's better for me to bring gifts for you, rather Santa could give that. So I took the list from you and brought what you wished for. Ahem.. so I'm sorry.. I shouldn't have done that.." He shook his head.

You widen your eyes in surprise, then scrunching them. "Wait.. you mean you brought ALL these gifts.. for me, though Santa was going to bring them for me?"

"Well.. ahem.. y-yeah.." He clenches his teeth in fear.

You were silenced for a bit, making the situation a little awkward but not long. You then finally grin heartily at him, hugging him even tighter than the last time.

"OH MY GOD! Tony, you're the best, I never believed you brought all these gifts for me!" You squeal. "Aww, you thought I would be mad? COME. ON! It's so nice and cute of you!"

"R-really? Did I just make you feel I'm cute?" He asked himself. "Haha, you just did." You replied. "But you are my one and only cute Santa Claus."

Tony smiled at the name you gave him. "I'm glad I can make you happy this Christmas, Miss Y/N."

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Word Count: 660

Merry Christmas to all of my dear friends! I had to make this short cause I'm mainly out of ideas omg ;;

Anyways, another imagine will be coming of this special, so stay tuned! ;)