Prompt: Imagine Tony saying he loves you for the first time
Dear Journal,
It's been a long time since my last entry and I think I know how to start writing again. I'm going to write my memories. Cliche, but I think this is what will help restart not only journaling but my work. With that in my I'll start with a memory that changed my life. I had already met Tony and we had been together for a while. We were actually living together. Yet we still hadn't reached the relationship milestone. Saying "I love you." That is why I'll never forget that first time. It wasn't how imagined it going to be when I was a young naive teenage romantic. I always thought my last first I love you would be after a perfect date. Knowing the man I was falling for I should've had an idea it was going to be different. Tony's first time he said I love you was anything but perfect:
"Tony I can't believe you!" I am steaming mad. My body shakes and trembles with my growing rage. Tony's leg bounces as I pace back and forth as he sat on our bed.
"I'm sorry. Okay?" I clench my jaw and pull my mini dress up. Pulling on comfortable clothes before resuming my pacing.
"How can you be such a hypocrite?" I stop pacing and turn to Tony with my hip cocked to the side and one finger pointing at him. "You come and go at all hours yet I can't go out for three hours with my friends?"
"It's just I know what's out there. I know anything could happen to you and I may not be there to save you." My breathing is rough trying to compose myself.
"I don't need you to save me Tony! I was just going to hang out with a group of friends!" My angry gaze turns sad. Tony looks as though he's trying and failing to understand why I am so angry with him. "Tony, do you know why I'm angry?." This is going to take a toll on both of us.
"If you could tell me what I've done wrong that would be great."
"Enough with the sass from you." I sit down beside Tony and turn so my full body is facing him. "Have you thought about what is happening with us. Our relationship. Every couple that's been together as long as us has told each other that they love—want to know why actually? It's been two years Tony! There is nothing stopping you from walking out that door and leaving me forever." I run my fingers through my hair. "I'm going over Ashley's house I can't do this right now."
I make it all the way to the door and can feel Tony following me. "Please don't leave. I promise I won't be as crazy about you going out and not to just leave you sitting at home." My right hand rests on the middle of the door. "I love you! That's why I act like that. I can't stand the thought of anything happening to you. I love you so much Willow please don't walk out that door."
Tears fall rapidly. I move my hand back and punch the door as hard as I can. My bones make loud crunching noises at the moment of impact. Crying out I cradle my hand to my stomach. I spin on my foot's heels to face him. "Dammit Tony! Now is really the time you want to tell me? I can't believe you right now! How am I supposed to believe a word that you say?"
"I swear to you that I'm telling you the truth. I've just been an idiot trying to come up with a way to tell you. But seeing you walking out that door right now will not only break my heart but shatter it. I don't know how this is supposed to go but I'm trying to learn. I love you so much that not knowing where you are drives me insane and the worrying clouds my judgement."
Tony pulls me close his hand moving in a soothing gesture on the back of my head and my back. Taking in a shaky breath I lean my head against his chest my arms between us. "I love you, Tony." I give a dry chuckle. "I can never stay mad at you. I wouldn't have been able to make it passed the lobby."
Tony kisses the top of my head and my lips quickly but passionately. "I promise I'll try not to hassle you all the time about where you all. But I will teach you some ways to fight off an attacker and you have to promise that you will keep a taser gun, pepper spray and a whistle on you at all times." I slap his chest lightly at his little speech. Tony lightly brings my hurt hand up careful when I hiss in pain. "First we get you fixed up and we can relax tonight."
"Willow? You still in the bedroom? I went out and got some breakfast!" I close the journal and put it on my lap. Tony walks into our room he looking worried for a second before he took in the sight in me lounging in my pajamas. My husband walks over and kisses the crown of my head.
"Why don't you climb back into bed? We can eat and relax here the rest of the day."Tony starts walking out and when he's at the door I stop him. "Tony? I love you."
"I love you, Willow."
I never imagined life like this. It's perfect though we may have a fight here and there but I couldn't imagine life with anyone else.
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