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creative-caramel-coffee · 26 days

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Actually Asthmatic

Summary: Reader comes to work despite being sick and pepper makes sure you’re ok.

TW: asthma, fever, overworking, sickness lol

Pairing: pepper x Platonic!Reader

Words: 2.5K

A/n Part two coming soon (part two will have natty and wands >:). Also, so much has happened since I posted last and I’m so sorry it’s taken this long. I’ve been super busy with uni. But… I got a girlfriend :) I also have a ton of uni work I have to keep up with and I have like no time for anything now. But I will do my best to keep writing. So expect my updates to be a bit more spaced but I’m NOT giving up on this account :)

Living in a dorm was an interesting thing. You had a room, kitchen and bathroom to yourself, but it was lonely.

You knew you were in for a rough time when your lab partner came to a lecture sick. Not only that, but they were coughing … a lot. You knew no matter how hard you tried you were bound to get sick and mentally you resigned yourself to your new fate.

Lo and behold the next day your throat hurt, but it was manageable. Another day passes and your head had begun to feel like it was stuffed with cotton. A truely lovely experience. To make matters even better, you had three classes and work today. Your shift at stark industries was something you couldn’t miss even if you wanted to.

Pepper was coming to check on your branch of the company and you needed to be able to show her the numbers at the meeting you were both attending. You needed to prove it hasn’t been a mistake to hire a collage student with crippling debt and insomnia to run a branch of what was probably the most successful company in New York if not the world.

You flipped the page on your textbook and bit back a sigh. There was still an hour left of class and the world seemed to be against you, time was moving slower, and it felt rather personal.

You rested your head on the table and tried to block out the droning of your collage professor, he was a great guy, but your head felt like it was being run over by a bus and your cheeks were warm and your fingers cold.

You must have drifted off at some point because before you knew it someone was nudging you. You groggily sat up and squinted into the light, a frown marring your face.

“Y/n/n, get up. Class is over.” It was one of your friends, you gave a half grunt and looked around.

The lecture hall was quickly emptying out and so you grabbed your bag and textbook and stood, swaying slightly.

“Whoa. You good?” Your friend asked and you nodded mumbling something about standing up too fast before beelining for the door.

You bid goodbye to your friend at the train station and boarded the tube that would take you to work.

It was about a five-minute walk from the train to stark industries, but the cold weather that threatened your lungs working in tandem with your asthma and what you were now beginning to think was the start of a nasty chest infection, made it seem like hours of hiking through the amazon after dark.

You adjusted the backpack on your shoulder and waited for the train to slow, the next stop was yours and despite it being the quiet carriage there was still the loud sound of train tracks passing under making your head feel like a drum being beaten by a tone-deaf monkey on steroids.

The train almost had pity on you as it slowed just as you thought the monkey had found an amp to make his music ‘better.’

You stumbled off the platform and hurried up the steps to the footpath. The crowd jostled you and you felt more than desire to just let the ocean of people sweep you out with the tide.

But you forged on. So did the monkey.

You must have looked like death incarnate by the time you arrived at the lobby. You were flushed at the very least and you could hear the wheezing in your breath as you took in air by the lungful.

You scanned your keycard once you had located it in the mess that was your backpack. Stepping into the clean white walls of stark industries made you feel like a racoon in an upper-class neighbourhood.

You made your way to the elevator that would take you to the board room and finally paused to catch your breath which was now just a string of wheezes. You knew that because the look the lady at the reception shot you was one that was a mix of concern, confusion and pity.

Your throat was raw, and your face was congested as well as your chest. You sounded like you swallowed a frog, and the frog was also now sick and subsequently congested.

When the lift arrived you thanked Stark, who was your own personal god that there was nobody else in it. You stepped in and lent against the railing after thumbing the button for your floor with what was probably more force than necessary.

You sat back against the cool metal bar and watched the numbers climb higher and higher as you approached the master board room which was also the same floor as peppers office. A place you rarely visited except when you had the quarterly board meeting like today.

As the lift pinged and the doors slide open smoothly you stepped off and gathered your bearings.

You caught sight of a door at the end of the hall with peppers name on it and smiled. She was also one of your own personal heroes. She worked like a horse and kicked ass like an avenger all while wearing heels and a smile that said, ‘don’t fuck with me before I’ve had my coffee’.

You navigated your way to the board room and cracked the door a bit. So far there were a few people in there and it was still early. You smiled at the unfamiliar faces and sat down.

You didn’t know any of them yet and so you kept to yourself as you and the others waited for pepper and the rest of the companies branch managers and board members to come in.

After a bit pepper entered looking as swauve and elegant as ever. She took her seat at the head of the table and took note of the empty chairs with a small frown.

“It seems some people are still absent, so we’ll wait for a bit until the numbers are more … concrete.” She said with a smile drawing a few laughs from around the room.

You kept your head down, but your eyes kept straying back to pepper.

After a few minutes of you being sat there doodling in your notepad, the meeting started.

You paid attention to most things but once you had presented your numbers you had more or less zoned out. At one point you caught pepper looking at you closely and decided to try and pay attention again.

But the meeting droned on and soon your chest felt tighter and tighter. Your face flushed with the effort of suppressing a cough. The wheeze that had left you in the elevator had seemingly returned and you were doing your best to keep it quiet.

Your eyes looked around the room for an escape and you caught pepper looking at you again. She looked worried.

‘Are you ok?’ She mouthed and you nodded but she looked unsure.

You decided to leave, just to step out for a moment to get some air and let your lungs do their thing.

You waited until all eyes were back on the man presenting before slipping out the door.

You beelined for the bathroom which were luckily empty with everyone currently on the floor in the meeting.

You braced yourself by placing your hands either side of the sink and let out a string of deep chesty coughs. The wheeze got worse, and you cursed yourself for leaving your asthma inhaler in your backpack in the board room.

The coughing still hadn’t ceased, and it seemed the attack was making it harder to catch your breath than normal.

You barely registered the door to the bathrooms being opened and the sound of high heels click across the floor in hurried steps.

You felt a hand press between your shoulder blades as someone drew slow circles on your back. Someone was telling you to breathe and you recognised the voice.

Pepper.

You felt something being pressed into your hands and looked down to find a glass of water.

You gratefully took a sip and found it soothed your throat pretty well.

After a second, the fit ended and you just had the wheeze to worry about.

“Are you alright?” Pepper asked looking worried and trying not to fuss over you.

You shot her a weak smile.

“I’m ok.” You grinned unconvincingly. She gave you a look you assumed tony often received and caved. “I’m sick.” You rasped.

“I’d have never guessed.” Pepper joked rolling her eyes and guided you by the shoulders out the door.

“Where are we going?” You asked still holding the water.

“Well, you need to rest, and the board can handle the rest of the meeting. I want you to get that cough looked at and i have some emails to check. So, we are going to my office, you are going to lie down and I’m going to get some work done.” Pepper said with a smile, and you looked at her like she had hung the stars in the sky.

“Thank you.” You mumbled.

“That’s quite alright honey.” She smiled and then her brow crinkled as if she just noticed your wheezing. Which spoiler alert… she had.

You avoided her eyes as she scrutinised you closely. After a second her pace slowed and yours matched it before she stepped in front of you and placed a hand on your chin. She tilted your head back to look at her and met your gaze with a motherly worried expression.

“You’re wheezing.” She noted.

“And you’re pepper potts.” You said back looking nervous.

“Yes.” She deadpanned in response. “Y/n, are you … asthmatic?” She asked and you looked away.

That was enough of a response for her as she sighed. “Wheres your puffer sweetie?”

“Back in my backpack in the meeting room.” You mumbled.

“Alright here’s what we are going to do. I’m going to get you set up in my office and then go and get your bag for you.” She said and resumed her pace to her office.

When she arrived, she scanned her keycard and opened the door. It was an amazing office. Floor to ceiling windows in a corner room made the whole space perfectly lit with natural light.

You stepped inside in awe, and she guided you over to an expensive looking blue couch with a fond smile.

“You stay here, I’ll be right back.” She said and you grinned and nodded still star struck.

You could see the New York skyline from up here, the city bustling below.

You had barely blinked by the time pepper had returned.

She handed you your bag which you took and thanked her again.

“Now take whatever you need to and try to get some rest, I’ll be at my desk just there if you need anything.” She said with a smile, lingering to make sure you took your inhaler.

After you had uncapped the small blue device and administered the medicine, she gave you a curt nod and headed to her desk.

Almost as soon as your head hit the soft fluffy throw pillows on the couch you were out.

The next few hours were spent toeing the line between sleep and wakefulness. At one point as you dozed you heard pepper talking to someone on the phone before you returned to sleep.

Pepper had sat down to get some work done but had barely typed out one email before her eyes were back on you. You seemed so small in this moment. Just a young adult, you reminded her of peter. She wanted to make sure you were ok and the small wheeze coming from your lips made her worried.

Your face was slightly flushed, and pepper was sure nobody had been messing with the room temperature controls. Feeling maternal, she picked up her phone and punched in the number for Bruce’s lab. Better safe than sorry.

After a short conversation with Bruce in which she relayed your symptoms, he decided he wanted to see you to run further tests and rule out pneumonia. Pepper had looked over at you and agreed, you had been sleeping for nearly four hours now and seemingly weren’t doing much better, and including your asthma she didn’t want to risk anything.

Bruce and pepper agreed to bring you to the avengers' tower to check your lungs and maybe put you on a nebuliser to be safe as the wheeze was still lingering.

When the phone call ended pepper stood from her desk and walked over to the couch, gently she sat down beside you and nudged your shoulder. You groaned and rolled over trying to escape.

Stifling a giggle pepper placed her hand on your arm, frowning when she felt heat radiating off you. She paused and then lifted her hand to your face, laying the backside of her palm to your forehead and feeling for a fever.

Finding what she was looking for, pepper gently rubbed your arm again.

“Y/n? Honey, you have to get up. We’re going to the doctor sweetie.” She said softly and you whined and buried your face in the couch.

“Tired and don’t wanna move.” You mumbled into the cushions.

“You can lean on me the whole way to the car, alright?” Pepper said carding her hands through your hair.

“Okay.” You mumbled and blinked your eyes open to look at her. The haze of fever was settled in and the pink hue of your cheeks made you look both dazed and cute.

With peppers help you stand up and lean into her side. She had already called happy to bring the car around and he was going to meet you both out front.

With your bag slung over one shoulder and you curled into her other side, pepper slowly began the trek back to the lift. The board meeting had ended hours ago so it was just the two of you left on the whole floor.

After a slow and sleepy trip down to the car pepper got settled into the backseat with you so she could keep an eye on how you were fairing.

Your cheeks had darkened slightly, and she felt your forehead again as happy peeled out of the car park. Your fever had definitely risen, and she frowned as the glossy look in your eyes was increased ten-fold.

Part two coming soon :)

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jiyascepter · 4 months

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Ep 3 had a lot of 2012 Avengers fanfiction vibes it was so comforting to see all the OGs together🥺

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fanartka · 2 months

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This holiday is too good to celebrate for just one day.

#strangeiron #ironstrange #stephen strange #doctor strange #doctor stephen strange #marvel #tony stark #ironman #ai art #ai #ai ironstrange #ai doctor strange #ai ironman #happy valentine's day #February 14

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ladyyystark · 2 months

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Im in need of this biodad fic where Peter feels replaced by Morgan. I dont care about Peter being the self-sacrificing idiot who likes kids and loved Morgan since the first time he saw her. I want him feeling betrayed, forgotten, unuseful, REPLACED. I want him feeling like he doesnt belong anymore to his family bc Morgan is there and it was so easy to forget him and build a new life while he was dead. I want him to be a dramatic and scared 16-year-old teenage boy who just woke up to lose all the life he knew. Let him be selfish for once for fucks sake.

+ points if Peter doesnt want anything to do with Morgan but Morgan was raised idolizing Peter and is so excited bc my brother is finally home! Now we can play together and he can make me fly like daddy showed me in the videos. Peter wants his old life back and Morgan cant wait to start living with Peter, so we have a teenager running away from a toddler but in the end, it gets better.

Im this close 🤏 to write it myself but too drunk to do it rn

or if anyone knows something like this or is writing it I will give you a donut if you share it with me 🍩

#irondad #peter parker #bio dad tony stark #tony stark #morgan stark #pepper potts #spiderman #spider man #ironman #irondad and spiderson #irondad spiderson #happy hogan #rhodey #james rhodes #ao3 #fanfiction

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stopandimagineloveforever · 8 months

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18 years , love still in bloom!!

(via Robert Downey Jr on Instagram)

August 27, 2023

#Robert Downey Jr #susan downey #Happy Anniversary #MCU #ironman #Marvel #August 2023

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aintinacage · 1 year

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Tony Stark Smile (Part 31/♾️)

#tony stark smile #tony stark #marvel #mcu #marvel gifs #mcu gifs #iron man #ironman #spiderman homecoming #Peter Parker #Spiderman #Tom holland #happy hogan #jon favreau #part 30 #robert downey junior #robert downey jr #RDJ

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the-autistic-spider · 9 months

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danny phantom x marvel prompt

Danny gets a job at stark tech after moving away from amity with jazz

ether with jazz as his legal guardian as she was legally old enough to be self caring

or they were adopted by pepper/tony

#danny phantom fandom #danny phantom #fic request #danny fenton #jazz fenton #tony stark #pepper potts #dp x marvel #marvel x dp #marvel #dp #dp x ironman #fic prompt #cps finally got them away from there #jazz was happy #danny was confused but ok with it because they will be there #for a long time because of lack of safety or structural integrity of the building

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dyinggirldied · 1 year

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Socialites and paparazzi are excitedly watching the battle between Bruce "Brucie" Wayne and Tony Stark aka Ironman, equally rich and both in control of innovative machinery engineering, fighting over Danny Fenton. A young but talented and secretive scientist/engineer who comes from an equally secretive and creepy small town called Amity Park.

The battle only gets more heated once Vladimir Masters, notoriously infamous (because manage to get your rivals to sign your contracts without their consents or getting blackmails from them is enough to make Vlad a terrifying business tycoon in the wealthy folks world, especially if he is originally just a normal middle class young sickly boy before) also joins in the battle.

Much to Danny's exaggeration and amusement.

#would be fun if this is done from the angle of outsider pov or social media #basically rich men fighting over danny #vlad definitely not going to be happy #pretty sure this idea has been here before but my brain is blue screen rn #danny fenton #danny phantom #dp x dc #dp x mcu #dp x dc x mcu #vlad masters #bruce wayne #tony stark #vlad plasmius #batman #ironman

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sibmakesart · 1 year

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Yoooooo

Happy new year people here's @justsmth2 s himbo tony to celebrate

#art #artists on tumblr #tony stark #digital art #iron man #ironman #happy new year #2023

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my-tony-stark-drawings · 2 months

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After Endgame, Tony is secretly alive and back with his family. Of course now Valentine's Day dates can't be restaurants or walks outside, but where they are doesn't matter, as long as they're together Tony and Pepper have the most romantic Valentine's Day filled with love 💕

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#BringBackTonyStarktolife -- Petition's link

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#tony stark #tonystark #iron man #ironman #valentinesday #fanart #tonystarkfanart #bringbacktonystarktolife #marvel #art #rdj #digital art #they deserve to be happy

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marvel-lous-guy · 3 months

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Tony: *pours coffee onto his spanner* shit. Thats not my mug

FRIDAY: boss. It has been 49 hours since you last slept more than 6 consecutive hours. May I recommend you get some sleep?

Tony: I'm fine, 6 hours is a long time, when was the last time I got any sleep?

FRIDAY: you got appriximately 5 minutes of sleep 26 hours ago sir

Tony: ...good enough for me

FRIDAY: may I recommend you get some rest before Miss Potts is made aware of this?

Tony: I didn't make no snitch, keep your damn mouth shut

#Pepper did find out #she was not Happy #Tony wasnt happy with Friday #but he did make her #so he forgave her #eventually #tony stark #FRIDAY #ironman #mcu #marvel #marvel cinematic universe #incorrect mcu quotes #incorrect mcu #marvel incorrect quotes #incorrect quotes

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marvelstarker-mha98 · 3 months

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The Runaway Distance Life Of A Little Stark chapter 31: Where do we Go from here?

Pairing: Tony Stark & daughter!Reader, tony stark x Pepper potts, Tony stark & ben parker, Happy hogan, tony stark & Pepper potts, Maria hill & Tony stark, Ben parker, may parker & peter parker, Roberta Rhodey & tony stark, Peter parker & harley keener, Peter parker, harley keener & tony stark, Matt Murdoch & Foggy Nelson, Matt Murdoch x stark! Reader Summary: What happens after the will Warning: Kiss and flashback

"I'd also like to say that this USB is gonna burn out in a minute." You added on a slightly less serious note at the end. "You know, just in case certain people try to get their hands on this. Precautions and all that."

You took a slow intake of breath.

"That's it. For real, now. Goodbye... I love you."

Your words were hanging in the air even after the video had finished.

Nobody knew what to say or what to do or who was supposed to talk first after all of that. They simply kept to themselves in silence, the occasional sound of a sniffle or quiet sob being all that got through.

Pepper took a long minute to gather her thoughts and emotions as she wiped her eyes tenderly. She was the first to speak.

"Did (Y/n) leave anything else?" She asked quietly.

"I think that's it." Foggy said.

"No, there's more." Matt said, receiving a curious look from his partner. "Not something she left, but something she said."

"What was it?" Tony questioned, his tone eager.

"Only that if any of you needed help, you come to Nelson and Murdock if you don't know where else to go. She trusted us and she hoped that would be enough incentive. We hope so, too."

Foggy was quite surprised, clearly not having been in the room when you discussed this with Matt. The Starks and Parkers were also pleasantly taken aback, but found comfort knowing that you were watching out for them even now.

"We do have a calling card." Matt added. "Please, don't hesitate if you need us."

A silence followed as he waited for Foggy to put the copies of the mentioned card on the table. When he sensed that his partner didn't move, he lightly nudged Foggy's shoulder, prompting him into action.

"Thanks." Tony murmured, picking up one of the cards. "We'll think about it."

He was being genuine, of course. If he or Stark Industries ever needed a hand or two in legal obligations, he was assured by your faith in the lawyer duo. Pepper was thinking the same as each of them also took a card.

"Thank you." Ben also said, tucking it into his jacket. "If she trusted you, that's more than enough."

After the meeting had been called to end, everyone headed out of the office.

"Until we meet again, Mr. Stark, Ms. Potts." Matt said, shaking their hands once more.

"It was a pleasure." Foggy added, doing the same.

"Thank you for taking care of (Y/n)'s wishes." Pepper said.

"She was wonderful to work with."

"Even after you tried to gift her with cigars." Matt commented.

"She said she was flattered."

"And that's where we stop talking." Tony quickly intervened. "Again, thanks for everything."

They exchanged farewells and, soon after, Pepper noticed something.

"Where's Harley and Peter?" She asked.

Tony looked around, spotting Roberta in conversation with her son and Happy. They walked over while the Parkers stayed to talk to Hill.

"Roberta, where are the boys?" Pepper asked again.

"They're just outside, dear." Roberta said, having heard the concern in the other woman's voice. "Safe and sound, I promise. They're taking a good look at that watch (Y/n) left to Peter."

Tony's lips flickered up in a small smile at the news. Before, whenever someone mentioned your name, he would find his chest tightening and his heart thumping, but now, although those feelings still remained, it was accompanied by something lighter too.

"I appreciate the eye." He said.

"Anytime." Roberta smiled. "And I have to ask, how did the meeting go?"

"It was certainly something."

"She told me to get a girlfriend." Happy spoke up, smiling weakly.

"Oh, did she now?" Roberta chuckled, also with a tilt of the lips. "That's easily remedied. I have a list of my friends' daughters who are single."

He immediately turned red with embarrassment. "You don't have to do that."

"Nonsense. If (Y/n) wanted you to get a girlfriend, we'll get you one. I'd recommend Alice. She's lovely, that girl."

As Roberta started to list the qualities of 'Alice', Happy looked to Rhodey for help, motioning for him to change the subject quickly.

"She also made a video." He said, saving his friend.

Roberta stopped what she was doing and a small gasp of surprise escaped from her lips. "She did?"

"Yeah."

"And what did she give you? Do you need a woman too?"

Rhodey looked down with a smile as he shook his head. "No. She actually left me her car."

"Oh, how lovely."

Tony couldn't resist a little smile as he moved behind his best friend to mouth 'it's a flying car.'

Roberta showed intrigue. "A flying car..."

Rhodey looked back up and wondered how she knew, only to catch sight of Tony mimicking a flying motion. He playfully glared and Tony shrugged innocently.

"A little unconventional, I'll admit, but our little girl always was as eccentric as her father." Roberta admitted, sparing Tony a kind glance. "A flying vehicle sounds just like her dream car. I hope you'll be sensible, James."

Rhodey nodded. "Always, Ma."

Roberta was assured by that at least. She trusted him to be safe enough since he already did the majority of his military missions in the War Machine suit anyway. Perhaps the car would be a useful addition to those missions too.

It brought a tear to her eye thinking about it. She could remember when you were barely old enough to talk, and one of the first things you said was Rhodey's name as you gave him your favorite toy car.

"Do you know what kind of car it is?" She asked.

Rhodey went to answer but paused when he realized that he didn't actually know. "I didn't ask."

Almost as if the mention had summoned them, Hill and the Parker couple walked over as well. Rhodey asked about the car as soon as he could, eager to see it.

"It's here." Hill explained. "The parking lot, all the way from the garage."

"And it's in good condition?" He asked.

"There were damages from the incident but we managed. I'll take you."

"Hold on, which incident?" Roberta questioned.

Hill looked towards Tony with an uneasy glance. There were some people who didn't know all the details about your death and she was one of them.

"I'll explain later." Hill said for now, motioning for Rhodey to follow her.

"Mom?" Rhodey asked, offering his hand.

Roberta happily accepted, going to follow the two.

"Hold on." Tony called, intervening before they got too far. "(Y/n)... She said she left the Avengers a place, that you'd show us. Where is it?"

Hill paused, sparing him a second glance. "In time. After I've sorted the car out, then you'll see the surprise. Just hang around."

"Alright. I'll be here."

She nodded thankfully and left with the Rhodes duo. After this, Tony turned back to Pepper and the others, tuning in to their conversation also.

"Where's Peter?" May was asking.

"Your nephew is okay." Pepper reassured her. "He's with another boy, Harley Keener. Is that alright with you, Mrs. Parker?"

"Of course, Ms. Potts, it'll be nice for him to make another friend. And, please, call me May."

"Only if you call me Pepper." The other woman teased, smiling at her. "I think they're just around the corner."

"Thank you. I've got to say, it's an honor to meet (Y/n)'s real family."

Pepper nodded in agreement. "We're all her family now. She loved you just as much as us by the sounds of it."

"I hope so. Ben and I will be heading home soon and we'd love for you to join us. It's a chance to see (Y/n)'s apartment before it's tidied."

"Of course." She looked over at Happy next. "We'll follow behind?"

"Sure." Happy confirmed. "No problem."

She would've asked Tony to come with them too but he had the whole Avengers thing to deal with first. She knew he'd rather get that out of the way before seeing the apartment. And with that concluded, Pepper, May, and Happy headed towards the cars. Ben opted to stay behind for a moment.

He found rest against a wall and had been completely quiet during the women's exchange due to the 60k check in his hands. He still couldn't believe your generosity, knowing he truly didn't deserve a reward that great after everything. The SHIELD stamp on the paper and your signature dotted down in cursive glistened in the dying sunlight, making him sigh.

Tony, who had been observing the other man from a distance, finally chose to approach. "Ben Parker?"

The older man looked up, shaken from his thoughts. "That's right."

"Hey. It was good to meet you, even under these... Well, you know."

Ben gave a stiff nod. "Yes, I know."

"Yeah. So, you, uh... You doing alright?"

In all honesty, there wasn't an answer to the question. Instead, he just showed Tony the salary check.

"This shouldn't be mine." He said. "If anyone, you should take it."

Tony raised a brow. "What?"

"You're her father. She always loved you the most, even from the start. She was good like that."

"That's what they tell me."

"I'm sorry you didn't get a redo. It was all she wanted during the last few years. She... She didn't know what else to do but work and save and survive. And this money, I can't accept it. Please, take it."

Tony hesitated, considering the words for a moment. "She left it to you, not me."

"Sixty thousand." Ben sighed. "I've only ever dreamed of that amount, and it's not even the whole thing. Agent Hill said there's more."

"Unfortunately I'm already rolling in money and silk sheets." He joked. "I think you should save it for the kid. That's what she wanted."

Ben remained silent for a moment, staring at the check. "She loved him so much."

"I'm sure. I wish I'd known her like you did. I didn't know anything until it was too late."

Ben understood. He thought back on the shared conversations with you about family issues. You used to be so angry and acted out because you didn't feel like Tony could see you when you were younger. He thought about how it all changed when the hit was sent out, when you changed.

Maybe Tony was right.

Even if Ben didn't want to accept all the money, the least he could do was respect your wish and send Peter to MIT when he was old enough if that was where he still wanted to go when the time came.

"You are a normal family, right?" Tony then asked. "No aliens, secret spies, or wizards involved? I'm only asking because there's been a lot of that lately."

Ben looked at him, holding back a small chuckle. "We're normal."

"Good. That's good. So you met (Y/n) through Fury?"

"That's right."

Tony waited for more. "You gonna make me ask about it?"

Ben did let a chuckle slip out that time and nodded. "I'll tell you. But it's what he'd call 'classified' so I'd appreciate it if you kept it between us."

"Yeah, no, totally." He mimicked a cross over his heart. "Just between us girls, I promise."

Ben smiled, already seeing shining similarities between you and your dad.

"It started with my brother - Richard - and his wife, Mary. They worked for SHIELD in the early days." He explained. "The agent and the scientist, that's what everybody called them. They were high up in the ranks and were one of the few that Fury called friends. They left Peter with May and I when they had missions out of state."

"They're gone too?"

"Yeah."

"I'm sorry."

"No, it's okay. It's been a while."

Tony, much unlike he usually would, felt a strong pang of sympathy for Peter losing his parents, especially as it sounded like SHIELD business probably ended their family. He knew that pain, losing you in a similar way.

"Does the kid know?" He asked.

Ben shook his head. "After we were told, I wanted Fury to remove everything. I didn't want any trace of Peter there to risk him being a target. When he's the right age, if he asks, then he'll know."

"Just like (Y/n)." Tony mumbled, remembering that the fear for others' safety is what prompted the running away. "Do you know why Fury chose her?"

"I'm not sure, to be honest. He told us that it just had to be. Peter just needed someone."

"Why? What happened?"

"There was... It was a bad series of incidents with a babysitter. Peter didn't understand what was happening until we realized and put a stop to it."

Tony stayed silent for a moment, mulling over the words. He understood what Ben hadn't explicitly said and felt more sympathy for Peter after hearing it. It also triggered some of his own worries about you and all the years he missed. What if something similar had happened because he hadn't been there? Did you ever have to experience that same confusion and fear?

"(Y/n) came afterwards and it really helped Peter." Ben added. "They had a good connection. She taught him how to build things and laugh again, and he even taught her some things too. Namely pranks."

The two men shared a smile at that.

"Peter's a sweet kid. He's kind and intelligent, and he needed someone like (Y/n) to grow with that. Especially after what happened with the sitter. I'm pretty sure the best part of his life was when she introduced him to Star Wars. Star Trek and Back To The Future too."

Tony nodded, envisioning the scene in his head.

"She's the reason he wants to go to MIT." Ben also revealed. "She said that the great hero Tony Stark went there too and he was fixated on it after that."

Tony had a mixed flurry of emotions go through him after that. You called him a hero. Not Iron Man or the Avenger, but him.

"Did she talk about me a lot?" He asked.

Ben smiled, giving him a nod. "Once she started to hate all the anger she felt and made it positive instead, she couldn't stop. Rather than resentful she became proud. She was so scared during the Battle of New York. Terrified. Then there were the panic attacks and the anxiety... She hated being away."

A lump formed in Tony's throat and prevented him from breathing properly. Every time he heard it, an apology or how proud you were, it didn't feel real. After all, he may have changed, but there would always be part of the man he used to be inside of him. That was a man no one should ever want to be proud of.

Ben was about to mention you being at the Stark Expo next but was suddenly interrupted by Harley and Peter. Peter was looking incredibly shy, and Harley rather excited. He took Peter straight up to Tony.

"Hi." He beamed.

"Hey, kid." Tony replied.

"This watch is so cool!" Harley showed Peter's wrist where it was still strapped on. "Karen is awesome! She's smart and cool and even funny! She tracks things too! (Y/n) was super smart!"

"Sure was." He smiled, taking a good look at the design. "What do you think, Peter?"

Peter looked like a deer in headlights, stunned that his hero was actually talking to him.

"Really cool." He mumbled. "I'm happy (Y/n) remembered."

"She'd never forget." Ben said as he ruffled his hair affectionately.

"You were pretty close, huh?" Tony asked.

Peter nodded. "She said we were special siblings. Not related by blood but related because of happiness and choice."

Tony Stark wasn't the kind of man to get emotional over simple words but knowing how much Peter clearly meant to you fueled that strange urge to protect the boy even more. He wanted to continue your mission to watch over Peter, to make you proud again.

"Hey, underoos." He said, kneeling down in front of Peter. "You're (Y/n)'s neighbor so that means you're mine now, too. How does that sound?"

Peter still looked pleasantly bewildered but now there was also a light in his eyes again.

"I'd like that." He said.

On their way back to the office, Matt and Foggy were deep in conversation.

Foggy was of course driving while Matt was verbally listing what you had willed and making sure that everyone had gotten what they were left with. After it was all confirmed, Foggy let his curiosity get the better of him.

"I didn't know (Y/n) wanted us to look out for her family." He commented. "I mean, I'll say yes, but it was in the will?"

Matt sighed as he nodded. "Sorry I didn't tell you."

"When did it happen?"

"After we sorted everything else last year. I made a promise to her."

Foggy glanced over, curious. "Why do I get the really annoying feeling that you're not telling me something?"

A year ago, Matt had wound up in a SHIELD recovery wing.

Some very lucky thugs had managed to get a few good hits in before he stopped their criminal activity. He was only saved a worse beating because a certain (Y/n) Stark had arrived with SHIELD agents to deal with the criminals too.

You were talking with the SHIELD doctor about Matt's condition. After a lengthy debrief, all things considered, he was going to be okay as long as he got plenty of rest.

"Thanks." You said to the doctor, giving him a friendly smile before you split ways.

He went into the office by the wing entrance and you headed over to Matt's bed. He was awake which was good.

"Morning, princess." You teased.

He turned towards the sound of your voice, managing a small smile. "Ellen."

"Hey. How you feeling?"

"Like a million bucks."

"Oh, I'm sure. By the way, I hope my estate agent is still kicking. That was quite the brawl."

"He's okay." Matt promised. "Alive? Yes. Traumatized? Probably."

You scoffed in amusement, sitting down beside the bed. "I guess that's the best any of us can ask for, huh?"

"Apparently so."

"You know, it's a good thing my team brought you here instead of the hospital. You and I both know a certain nurse who complains every time she's gotta stitch you up."

Matt nodded, smiling again. "'Violent vigilantism' she calls it."

"Exactly. At least in SHIELD, no one complains."

"Ah, yes. What's the jury on that?"

"A few broken ribs, a dash of bruising, a nice big spoonful of pain." The two of you shared a laugh. "Seriously, though, you'll be fine. Just rest up for a few days and take the painkillers as prescribed."

"Yes, ma'am."

"Ugh, please, I'm definitely not old enough to be considered a ma'am."

His lips curved up in a smirk. "Keep telling yourself that."

You mocked a gasp. "Matthew, how dare you."

He raised a hand in surrender. "Sorry. I couldn't resist."

You smiled either way. "You're lucky I like you, Mr. Vigilante. Although, I'm really not a fan of the suit."

Matt groaned. "Really? This again?"

"Come on! Let me work my magic. Pretty please?"

"No."

"But they're literally just pajamas at this point. And without a proper suit designed to withstand a few matches, what if you get hurt even worse in future? Do you really want everyone worrying about you? I mean, with a new suit I could modify shock absorption, boost the force of a punch, even give you soles as light as a feather so you're extra quiet-"

"Fine."

You froze. "Wait, really?"

"You won't stop until I say yes, so... Yes. Just don't lose sleep over it. I know what you're like."

You grinned, happy. "Thank you, Matty."

"Just don't give me one of those AI's you're so fond of. I like FRIDAY, but I don't want that kind of distraction."

"Okay, okay. We'll take notes later."

"You're very persistent, you know that?"

"I do. It's great."

Matt shook his head with a subtle smile. "How are the others?"

"They're fine." You replied. "Worried about you, but fine. I let them know that you'll live."

"Good. And thanks again."

"For what?"

"Arriving with those agents. I'm pretty sure I'd be at the bottom of a dumpster without you."

"Hey, no sweat. I'm just happy I got to kick some ass."

"Still, I don't like it when others have to get involved." He lowered his voice so any lingering ears wouldn't pick up what he was saying. "Especially when one of them is a runaway billionaire."

"Again, I got to kick ass. It's all good."

You shared a smile.

"Oh, and Fogs called earlier." You added. "Just beside himself with worry."

Matt chuckled. "Really?"

"Dreadful, it was. But I dropped by at the office and explained what happened and he found solace in my words."

"Naturally."

"Yep. You've got a true friend there. He even gave me cigars as a thanks for helping you out."

"Of course he did." He sighed.

"Yeah, what's up with that? Why cigars?"

"We're probably better off not knowing."

"Fair point. I'm more of a beer drinker anyway. Maybe a really aged wine. Anyway, I told him I was flattered. I'll probably be handing them off to some of the guys who might actually use them. Don't tell him that last bit, though."

"Your secret is safe with me."

"Many thanks." You laughed a little but soon turned serious as you remembered the second reason you stopped at the office. "While I was there I also dropped off the box for the will. And the USB."

Matt nodded in understanding, knowing how much all of it meant to you. "How are you holding up?"

You went to reply but hesitated. In all honesty, you were scared. The will was just a precaution and you tried to play it off with jokes but the reality that things could turn very bad very quickly was starting to bite at you.

"It's weird." You confessed. "Planning my own death is... You don't expect to be doing that until you're at least fifty and yet here I am. I'm just glad I've got you, Matty. And Fogs. I wouldn't have asked anybody else."

Matt reached out and you held his hand as he spoke next. "We'll always be here for you, (Y/n). I promise."

"I know. I'm grateful. Any other person would've blabbed to the whole world about who I am."

"Yeah, well, I was taught to respect others, not exploit them."

You smiled a little. "I didn't expect morals from a boxing background."

"You'd be surprised."

"I don't doubt it."

You hesitated next, thinking about a request you had.

"If it's not too much, there's something else I'd like to add in the will. Well, sort of. It's more of a personal thing."

Matt nodded. "Of course."

"If something does happen to me in the end and I do end up... Dead... I want to leave your details with my family. The Parkers and the Starks. I'd feel better knowing they had you and Fogs protecting them."

He was surprised. "We'd be happy to. But your dad? I think he can afford better than us."

"True, but I don't exactly trust anyone else after what happened. His lawyer could be a - a sewer alien or something."

"A... Sewer alien?"

You laughed. "I don't know! But... Yeah. And you never know, you could even be an honorary Avenger out of it."

"I think I'll pass on that. Do they even need the help?"

"Everyone needs help."

"Alright. We'll do what we can."

"Thank you, Matty."

"I should be saying that to you." He joked, referring to his current condition.

You squeezed his hand lightly. "Still, I appreciate you looking out for me."

"(Y/n), I'd do anything for you. I promise."

You felt a warm sensation inside, like butterflies of nerves and anticipation. Whether it was just his words or something else entirely, you found yourself drawn to Matt. He was so genuinely kind and helpful and intelligent. He was one of the truest people you knew.

And so, letting your bold side take control, you slowly leaned in until your lips were mere inches apart. You felt both his and your own breath hitch at the sudden closeness. For a moment, you hesitated. But neither pulled away.

Matt was the one to close the gap, kissing you so softly you almost wanted to beg for more. His hand tightened around yours and you used your other hand to cup his cheek and deepen the kiss.

"How did I miss all of that?!" Foggy practically yelled, stunned.

Matt remained silent as he reminisced on that day. He wished more than anything to relive it, to have just one more moment with you.

"(Y/n) didn't mention any of that to me." Foggy continued. "I remember the night, though. And I definitely wasn't as worried as she made me sound. I was super cool."

Matt hummed to show he was paying attention.

"The Avengers, though. Wow. Imagine if we got to defend the Avengers. That would be awesome!" He glanced over at his friend again. "I can't believe you kissed (Y/n)."

Matt had been waiting for that bit to come up.

"Were you guys ever a thing?" Foggy asked.

"Don't start." Matt told him lightly.

"No, really. Were you?"

"Shut up."

And despite the pestering from his friend, Matt didn't let up and give an answer. He remained completely silent on the drive back.

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Superior Iron Man thinks you’re cool no matter what you celebrate 😌

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Surrogate Luna, Chapter 19

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Warnings: slight angst, mentions of violence, fluff

“Hey…relax little she-wolf.”

Cinna couldn’t stop the growl as she turned to the man that was set to guard her and her pups for the entirety of the summit.

But Happy didn’t take it personally as he placed a heavy hand on her shoulder and gave her a soft look, “no one will come after you, Saradia, or Peter. You know that I’m here to protect you, Cinnamon.”

Cinna frowned, the small growl stopping as she gave him a sad look, “I-I know. I’m sorry Happy. I just-“

“You’re worried,” he reminded her as he cut her off, “I understand that entirely. After what you’ve been through, it makes sense. That’s why Tony and Pepper have me making sure that you don’t have to be alone!”

She gave him a soft smile, and he returned it with a reassuring one of his own. His arm fell down her shoulder, and he pulled her into a hug, scenting the much younger she-wolf in some hope of providing her with some comfort.

She leaned into the man and wrapped her arms around him as well.

She knew that Happy was always well-intentioned.

While he’d served Tony and the Stark pack for his entire adult life, he and Tony had been friends since they were pups as well. And Happy was the best delta that Tony could have ever had hoped for.

He’d accepted Pepper and Cinna into the pack the second that Tony had insisted that they go and take Pepper from her father. He’d protected the sisters as if they were his own from the moment Tony put his mark on Pepper and proclaimed that she was his Luna.

Happy was as loyal as they came and then some.

“Hap…”

“Yes, Cinna?”

“Can I-can I just take a walk?” she asked softly, “the pups are with my sister, and I know that they’re all probably napping right now. I jus-“

“You go nowhere alone, Cinna,” he reminded her softly as he pulled away and gave her a sad look, “but if you did wish to go on a walk…I wouldn’t mind the fresh air myself.”

“Shall we then?” she asked, holding her arm out to him.

Happy nodded and the pair made their way out of her quarters to a packed house.

While the wing had been reserved for Tony’s family, it had pushed a lot of Tony’s inner circle into the wing, to accommodate the other pack leaders that were pushed into the floor below. Those who did not fit into that floor, had been allowed to take up temporary residence in the house the pack had maintained for refugees and other wolves to stay while they waited for an answer on whether or not they could be part of the pack.

Happy’s arm drifted casually around Cinna’s waist as he pulled her close, all but covering her in his scent to keep the other outside alphas from really noticing that she was an unmated omega.

The possessiveness coupled with the fact that she had a mark on her neck, made her nearly invisible to some of the other pack leaders who were busy scurrying around, trying to make plans with others to scare up some sort of allegiance during the summit.

And that’s when they made it outside.

From there, Cinna’s eyes widened.

She could smell an all too familiar scent. One that had her following it straight to the asylum house near the edge of the woods.

“Cinna-“

“It’s someone from Steve’s pack,” she responded quickly, cutting the wolf off as she nearly ran past the entrance and towards a car that had just pulled in, “Sam…I smell Sam!”

She all but tackled the man getting out of the car. The wolf’s growl stopped the second that he recognized her, his eyes going wide.

“CINNA!”

“SAM!”

She nuzzled the other wolf, all too happy to see him, while not being able to scent out his alphas. A grin spread wide on her face as he hugged her tight.

“What are you doing here?” he asked quickly, “I half expected Tony and Pepper to be hiding you away with another pack while the summit happened!”

“Why are you here?” she asked quickly, “I would have thought that Sharon would have jumped at the opportunity to demand Peter back in person…or at the very least, my head on a platter.”

Sam gave her a small frown, “she does want me to demand Peter back….and you for that matter. Y-you know that Steve marked you. She knows it too. So technically, you’re property of the Rogers pack…and since she owns Steve-“

“She’s not going to receive what she’s demanding!” Happy growled, instantly pulling Cinna up and away from Sam, “she’s got some nerve demanding that and sending the beta in her place.”

“Part of me thinks she hopes that Tony gets so overwhelmed with the request that he sends my head back on a platter,” Sam grumbled, “but it was either that I go in place of her and Steve and make the request or I end up in the dungeons as a traitor to await trial…you should also know that if I don’t return with you and Peter she plans on starting a war…I need to have words with Alpha Stark immediately…he needs to know about this. That was Steve’s one wish for me to show up here in Sharon’s place. That he be aware of what’s to come.”

“Sam…you can’t go back!”

“My loyalty is to Steve to the end,” he replied knowingly with a frown, “I made that pact with him when we were pups. I promised to always be in his corner until my last breath, Cinna.”

“Yes…your loyalty is to Steve…”

“You know what she has on Steve, Cinna. I can’t do-“

Cinna’s heart broke as he began to speak. She knew what Sharon had over Steve all too well.

Her pup.

“H-how is Stevie?”

“Considering what his life has been?” Sam asked, “all too well adjusted. The Rogers pack, what’s left of us, keeps your memory alive with him, Luna. Your pup knows how to play her game…but he knows of you!”

Cinna felt the heaviness in the pit of her stomach.

“Cinna…are you alright?”

She gave Happy another sad look as she sniffled, the tears instantly welling up in her eyes.

Suddenly she craved the thought of being alone, now more than ever.

“I-I think I need to run, Happy…”

“Then I’ll run with you-“

“No,” she said firmly, shaking her head as she cut the other wolf off, “you-take Sam to Tony immediately. Let him know what Sharon is demanding, and planning…now that we know she sent Sam in her place, and that she’ stayed home I’m not in danger on Stark lands…and I-I need to process this all…”

“But Cinna…”

“I’ll be fine, Happy. Take Sam to Tony now!”

Happy nodded obediently as he took Sam back towards the packhouse, where she knew that he was greeting some of the other pack leaders.

Meanwhile, she’d turned back towards the woods, craving the dirt beneath her paws now, more than ever.

And with a final glance back, she gave a heavy sigh, before shifting and running off into the forest of the Stark lands.

Cinna’s eyes went wide as she saw it.

Him, rather.

The white wolf seemed to glow in the darkness of the night.

She’d made her way deep into the forest, and had found him not long ago, drawn to him by the scent he’d held, but now she wasn’t too sure that the wolf wasn’t some sort of mirage.

She’d never seen a wolf with a prosthetic on their front paw.

But when another branch cracked under her paw, and his piercing silver eyes stared at her, she couldn’t think.

She froze as he stared her down.

Every instinct within herself was begging her to move, to do something, but she couldn’t. She stayed frozen until the wolf was muzzle to muzzle with her.

His piercing eyes were just as wide as hers.

Clearly, he hadn’t expected her either.

But what she didn’t expect next made her hair stand on edge.

The other wolf’s nose nuzzled against hers, gently pushing her head to the side. And he licked a thick strip up her throat.

A pleased rumble drew itself from her throat and she nuzzled the other wolf back before nipping his neck ever so slightly.

The wolf’s head snapped back in her direction, surprised at the flirtatious acceptance of his own courting process.

This time it was him that stood stock still as she nipped at him again, before turning away and running from him.

The game was starting.

She was begging for him to chase her; to begin the primal start of the courting process. She felt her arousal flowing as the other wolf chased after her.

Paws hitting the forest floor.

Two hearts racing as he played with her, the alpha keeping up with her pace, but letting her take the lead.

She knew that he could catch her if he wanted, but he was doing something she’d never heard of before.

He was letting her make the calls.

And it made her heart soar as one singular word echoed in her hindbrain.

Mate.

Chapter 20

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