Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
tonymade his way to the lab, tablet in hand. his memory was slipping him...he was sure he left something in there...
he quietly asked friday to open the doors, and began his search. today was the avengers' day off; something that was rare but very appreciated by the team. mostly on these days, the building was empty; everybody out and doing their own thing.
❝boss, there's something you should see in the target practice wing.❞friday's irish accent suddenly said, making tony's brows furrow.
the target practice wing?
without responding, he walked out and made his way to said area.
❝have a suit on standby.❞ tony mumbled as he approached the doors, slightly afraid that a burglar had somehow broken into the facility.
tony slightly crouched, trying to control his breathing as he slowly grabbed onto the handle and began to pull. what made him more confused and scared, was the sounds of his own suit firing off.
❝hold on,❞ you're voice was heard from inside. Tony stopped again. a small wave of relief washed over him; it wasn't a stranger. but there was still a big question. pulling the handle and slipping into the room, his eyes slightly widened.
there stood your smaller frame, dawned in tony's latest suit. you turned to half-face him. you didn't notice him as the mask flipped upward. your face was slightly reddened from effort, and you let out a breath.
tony hated to say it...but you looked good in his suit. it seemed to fit you so nicely.
❝okay,❞ you swallowed, regaining your breath. the mask flipped back down with a snap, making tony flinch. ❝go.❞
there was a pause before multiple bullseye targets flashed holographically. you were ready, skillfully turning and flipping (with the hand and feet blasters) to shoot each of the targets. after your short training session, you managed to land on your knees with a fist touching the ground.
tony's eyes widened, taken back. damn. he was so awestruck that the tablet slipped from his fingers, clattering to the ground.
the noise threw you off, making you wobble and fall down. snapping your head to the sound, you realized tony watching you and you scrambled to your feet. ❝oh geez—tony!❞ the mask flipped upwards once more, revealing your blushing face. ❝i'm so sorry!❞
