Staring at the ceiling, you let your thoughts take over you. You would've been 22 by now. You would've been able to drink and be let into clubs. But some madman grape ruined it for you.
For years, all you wanted was your mother. Hell, you still wanted her, you don't think the desire to see her would ever fade. When your sperm donor 'took you in', your last name was changed to Stark. The world knew you as (Y/n) Stark. And you hated it.
You hated that this man swooped in and took you away from everything. And afterwards, he didn't even try to help you adjust. He left you there to collect dust like you were one of his forgotten projects and left you to be raised by one of his teammates. He allowed you to battle through bouts of depression on your own. He didn't care about you then and he never will. You wouldn't be surprised if him adopting you was a stunt to make him look good.
On paper you were a Stark and you hated that fact.
You were a (L/n) through and through. You refused to have any relation to such a sorry-excuse-of a father and asshole man.
Ever since you were fifteen, it had been on your mind. This man refused to acknowledge that you were an actual part of his life and that you were his daughter. So why should you be on paper?
All your life you've heard blood is thicker than water but you've learned it's bullshit. If it was true. Tony would've made sure you were at the very least comfortable and okay.
Hearing Michelle start to stir, you turn on your side and watch as her eyes flutter open. When she sees you staring at her, a beautiful smile graces upon her lips.
"G'Morning," she rasps out, her eyes slowly drooping back closed.
You couldn't help but admire your girlfriend. She looked absolutely ethereal with the sun hitting her face at just the right angles. The birds chirping in the background and the strangely soothing sound of the ac made the scene all the more peaceful.
With a deep breath, you slowly raise your shaky hand. You try to calm down, knowing your nerves only make the shaking worse. As MJ keeps her eyes on your face and expressions, you watch your hand get closer to her face. As gently as you could, you rested it against her cheek and pushed back a piece of hair.
"I wanna do it today," you whispered softly.
MJ gave you a firm nod with a smile
"I'll be right by your side then."
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It was a long stressful process. All the required documents you needed were a hassle to find. All the signing and back and forth made you tired. But as promised, Michelle was by your side the whole time.
It was a long and grueling four month process, but it was worth it. So very worth it.
You were no longer (y/n) Stark but once again (y/n) (l/n). Seeing your name on that paper couldn't have made you more elated.
MJ held you as you cried tears of joy. The two of you held a small celebration between yourselves.
No one else knew--not Natasha, not Wanda. You didn't want them to know. There was some lingering thought in the back of your head telling you that somehow Tony would find out through them. While you knew that that wasn't necessarily true, your anxiousness prevented you from telling them.
This whole thing only reminded you of how much you loved Michelle and showed you how much you wanted--no needed to spend the rest of your life with her. MJ wiped your tears away when you cried. She picked you up when you fell.
"I don't deserve you," you whispered to her one night while the two of you were watching the stars. You had never seen her whip around so fast.
"Don't say that ever again."
"But I don't. I don't help you like you help me."
Letting out a sigh, MJ turns towards you and takes your face in her hands.
"You do. You help me more than you could ever know. You might not see or recognize it, but you do. You keep me happy. You put a smile on my face. You keep me grounded. I can go on and on and on." She wipes a tear off of your face that you didn't even know you shed. "We deserve each other, okay? We deserve every laugh, every intimate moment--we deserve it all. And I'm not gonna let you convince yourself otherwise."
With a sniff, you nodded your head and allowed Michelle to pull you closer.
"I love you a lot."
"I love you more," you chuckled.
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Anything For You
FanfictionFollowing the events of what you learned was called the blip, you're faced with a new journey. But it didn't matter because Michelle was there right by your side black!reader
