Marvel Imagines And One-Shots

Steve x FEMALE!Reader x Tony (Party)

Prompt: Tony throws a party to get your attention but who will win it? Steve? Tony?

Warnings: None

Requested By: No one
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You sigh and stare at yourself in the mirror again, looking at your long F/C dress and H/L H/C hair hanging by your shoulders.

Why do I even go to these stupid parties?

Slowly you walk back over to your bed and pull on your shoes, did I mention you did this slowly? Well If I didn't you did, you really didn't want to go to this party. It was the fourth one this week for crying out loud! You just wanted to curl up on your bed with your S/F/C blanket and sleep for days. You sigh and open the door, quietly making your way out; trying to not draw attention to yourself.

"Hey Y/N!" Natasha, pretty much your only friend besides Clint, greets.

"Hey Nat." You sigh, slowing down so you both could walk together.

"You okay?" She demands.

"I don't know." You sigh. "It's the fourth party this week and I just want to go to bed and sleep." You confess.

"All of us do Y/N, no one really knows what's gotten into his head. Honestly he has never thrown four parties four days in a row." She throws her hands in the air, showing her frustration; you chuckle and stop. Looking at the scene in front of you. People everywhere, partying (obviously) and already drunk.

"Why are people so drunk already." You grumble.

"It's Tony's party, what do you expect?" Natasha laughs.

"I guess that." You gesture to a drunk Tony, surrounded by drunk bimbos trying to get a night.

"Yup." She shakes her head and makes her way to the bar, with you not far behind.

"Ladies." Steve greets, Natasha nods and you wave. "How does he do that so fast?" Steve turns to the drunk Tony scene.

"Uh, he does drink all day to begin with." You mumble, Natasha snickers and Steve chuckles.

"That is true."

"Do we have to stay here?" You demand. "Because I showed up to the last three, can't I just go to bed?"

"I think that's what we all want." Steve sighs and sits down on one of the stools.

"Can't he take a hint?" You grumble.

"Apparently not." Natasha chukles, a drunk Tony comes up next to you and looks at all three of you.

"Whyyy are you all here?" Tony slurs.

"Because we're all tired." You mutter but he doesn't here.

"Tony, I think those women are waiting for you." Natasha ignores his question and jerks her head towards the awaiting girls.

"Nah, they can wait." He slurs again but less slurry?

"Can they?" You grumble.

"So Y/N, care to dance?" Tony demands, ignoring your comment.

Ending (Tony)

"Uh sure." You sigh and allow him to lead you to the dance floor. You wrap your arms around your neck and he wraps his around your waist and starts swaying to the music. "So how come you aren't dancing with one of those girls?" You question.

"Why do you think I threw these parties?" He demands, ignoring your question and sounding a lot more sober than before.

"Well, because you like them?" You guess. "I don't really know you guys that well yet."

"You're the newest Avenger that doesn't talk to really anyone besides Natasha and Clint, it was kind of difficult to try something while you were either talking or just keeping to yourself." He chuckles.

"Oh, oops?" You offer, he chuckles again and shakes his head.

"I still haven't figured you out yet," He sighs. "That's my goal."

Ending (Steve)

"Uh, no thanks Tony." You sigh and look back down at your drink, out of the corner of your eye you see him shrug and walk back over to his awaiting girl group.

"How is it so far?" Steve questions.

"What?" You demand.

"Being a new Avenger." He clarifies.

"Oh, uh different for sure." You sigh, Natasha slowly starts to walk away, giving you two your space.

"That's it?" He chuckles. "I mean, it was different for all of us when we started."

"Okay well, being honest." You swirl the ice cubes in your drink and stare down at it again. "It's scary, being a SHIELD agent was easy. You got a partner for missions, you didn't have to live with them 24/7 and fear that you would mess up or wreck something."

"I don't know you thought that." He sighs.

"I did keep it to myself." You mumble.

"Yeah, if you don't mind ma'am. I plan to change that." He laughs.

"It'll be a challenge." You warn.

"I like challenges." He shrugs and stands. "So challenge accepted."