Marvel Imagines

Tony Stark // You're So Fucking Precious When You Smile

"Come on Y/nnn, please pleaseee, pppppleeeeasssseeeeee." Y/bff/n begged. I looked over at him and gave her a soft annoyed look.

"I don't understand why you want to go so badly," I said as I watch her stand up from her kneed position on the ground.

"Because it isn't just any party. It is a Tony Stark party. Which are like fifty times better. You god hella good booze, you got good music, you have all this expensive shit around. Just come on, please." She begged once more. I let out a sigh and shook my head.

"Fine, but I'm only going because I know Steve will be there. I also know that I can trust him to stay by my side unlike you. Any chance you get, you'll leave me to grind on some stranger." She gasped at my words and placed a hand on her heart.

"I am offended you think so low of me. I would never leave your side." She explained. I raised my eyebrow at her and gave her an 'oh really?' look. "Okay fine," she sighed, "I definitely would."

"That's what I thought." I hummed gently. 

"Plus, you just confessed you would leave my side for, Steve. You like him, don't you? I mean I don't blame you. He's a hottie in that sexy man suit of his." I made a disgusted look at what she just said.

"First, I don't like Steve any more than just a friend. Second, don't talk about my friend like he's some meat on a bone. Third, I like a billionaire playboy." I explained to her as I stood up from my bed.

"Wait, you're telling me, that you are in love with Tony Stark... Even though you only met him once?" Y/bff/n said as she broke out into a fit of laughs. I rolled my eyes at her and picked up my hairbrush and threw it at her. 

"Ow! Heyyy!" She whined and picked up the hairbrush that hit her. I chuckled softly and shook my head.

"When is this stupid party?" I rolled my eyes at her once again.

"About six," She shrugged. I looked over at the clock sitting on my dressed and mentally gasped as I saw it was roughly five. 

"Y/bff/n! It's just about five right now! Why would you wait this late to tell me it was at six!?" I asked her.

"Wait... it's six!?" She jumped up in shock from my bed. "We need to hurry!" She said as she rushed towards my closet to dig through it. I shook my head at her lateness and walked over to my closet. 

"What kind of party is this? Dress wise? Are we talking long flowy? Short and tight? Casual?" I asked as I looked through my dresses.

"Definitely short and tight. Want to get the attention of Mr. Tony Stark himself." I rolled my eyes at her answer and looked for a short... and tight dress...

"How about this?" I asked as I grabbed a tight black simple dress and showed y/bff/n.

"Too simple, how about that one?" She suggested as she pointed to the longer, flowy, black, sparkle dress that was next to my other dressed.

"You told me short and tight?" I questioned her.

"Well, I mean I did, but if you want Tony's attention, that will most likely get his attention." She pointed out. I sighed and grabbed the dress she was talking about.

"I haven't worn this since James..." I mumbled softly.

"Listen, James was a dick alright? You can go out to this party and will most likely end up in bed with Tony Stark. You are going to like mightily sexy and no one will be able to take their eyes off of you." Y/bff/n boosted my esteem as she placed her hands on my shoulders.

"Yeah... yeah... you're right," I smiled gently. She gave my shoulders more squeeze before taking the small black dress out of my hands to change into.