One Shots

Iron Man-Tony Stark

The Party Boy

You are now at a party, attending it along with the Avengers at the famous STARK towers. Well, the reconstructed STARK towers. After the attack from the chitari, the place was trashed, thanks to Loki an his army.
Honestly, you couldn't even believe Mr.Stark let you have the night off and invited you here, seeing as you work for him. But, you were glad he did invite you. Secretly, you had your eye on him for a while. You liked his sarcastic attitude and the way he is confident about himself. Knowing he is a playboy and one for parties and flirting around, you didn't think you had a shot at being with him. Taking a sip of your drink, you sigh to yourself. 'Why him? Why did I have to like him?'
Tony, himself, walks over to the bar and sits next to you. "Hey, (Your name). You look nice tonight." You look at him and smile. "You do too, Mr.Stark." You say. "Tony." He corrects. "And I know I do. Anyways, someone should have asked you to dance by now, has no one asked you?" Tony wonders. You shake your head in a response. "No, no one has asked me." The party boy gasped. "Well, no need to fear, you can dance with me." He holds out his hand and smiles. "Really?" "Yeah, really. I wouldn't have offered if I didn't mean it." You take his hand with a smile and stand up.
Tony takes you hand in one of his and gently places the other on your hip. With your other hand, you place it on his chest looking up at Stark blushing slightly. He gives some type of signal which causes J.A.R.V.I.S to put on a slow song. 'Was this planned?' You ask yourself.
As your dance continues, Stark had pulled you closer, where both of his hands are now placed on your hips, your arms are draped around his neck, and your head is rested on his shoulder.
When the song ends, he takes you back to the bar and pours you a drink. "Thank you, Tony." You say and take a sip. "Welcome." Then he pours a drink for himself. "So," He starts, "you have worked for me for a couple months now-" "Six months now." You interrupt him playfully. "Really? It's been that long?" You giggle and nod. "Anyways, I seem to barely know anything about you. why don't you do me the favor and fill me in? I'm interested." Tony seemed actually interested in what you have to say. "Well, " You start. As you tell your story, the man nods his head a couple times and answer back to or question what you are saying.
You finish introducing yourself to him. "Wow (Your name), you're more interesting than I thought. Have a couple more drinks with me." Stark offers and pours you another drink before you can protest. "What's a couple more drinks?" You shrug it off. "Cheers." He tells you. "Cheers." You say in return as your glasses make a clinking noise.
You notice that it is starting to get late by observing the little amount of people that were still at the party. Then you look at the time. "Son ova-, I didn't realize it was this late. I have to drive home." You start to get up. "Tonight was lovely, Tony. But I really must get going." "No, you can stay here. I insist upon it. " Tony looks up at you, while sitting down, and grabs your wrist gently to prevent you from leaving. He then gives you a pouting face to further persuade you to stay. "I can't say no to that face." You giggle. "Yay!" The party boy smiles and continues to pour you another drink.
More guests leave and the other Avengers return to their rooms as the night goes on. Tony had gotten you shit-faced drunk and was still pouring drinks for you. "T-Tony, no more drinks.." You whine drunkenly with a lisp. "But why, (Your name)?" He mocks your whiney tone. "Because... I... I'm freaking drunk already.." You laugh to yourself, causing him to chuckle too. "As I can see." Tony pours himself another drink and downs it in one gulp. "How.. How much more are you going to drink?" You wonder. "Hm. I don't know. Let's find out."He answers as he continues to drink.
After a bit, Tony decides to put on a funny movie, which has you two laughing uncontrollably. When said movie ended, the billionaore playboy gazes at you. "Hey, (Y-your name)?" He stutters drunkenly. "Yeah, T-Tony?" You look up at him. "I haven't been completely honest w-with you." He states. "What do you mean?" "I have this thing.. for you.. I-I like you." Tony is now looking in your eyes. "Tony... You're just saying that because you're drunk..." You say, you're heart sinking a bit. "N-no.. I just didn't know how to say it when I was sober. Here, I'll prove it to you. J.A.R.V.I.S., where did I place that, uh-" "It's right here on the counter behind the bar." "Ah, th-that's right! Thank you." Tony then gets up, walks behind the bar, grabs a small box, and brings it back. "Here, for you, my dear." He hands you the small red and yellow box. "Open it." He smiles.
Opening the box, you see a necklace that has Tony's name on it. "Oh, Tony... I love it.." You breathe, looking at the necklace. "I'm glad you do. I have to let everyone know you're mine, that is, if you agree to be." He looks at you with pleading eyes. "I think I can do that." You giggle drunkenly. "Awesome." Tony says as he places and arm around your shoulder causing you to scoot closer to him. Although you were drunk, you were pretty sure you would remember how you and Mr.Stark, the known party boy, came to be.

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