Tony comforting his s/o after a rough day 💓
Request: Tony comforting you after a rough day! Pls :)
Warnings: Mentions of sadness and crying, nothing too serious!, fluff, Tony being the best boyfriend in the world.
A/N: I’m having a weird day myself and wrote this out of my own feelings, I’m sorry if it’s total wack, I didn’t want to keep you waiting anymore uwu I hope if you are having a rough day yourself this makes you feel better, and I hope it’s good enough for your expectations 💘
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You and Tony had been friends for years before getting romantically involved.
He knew you better than he knew himself, better than you knew yourself.
So, before you could tell him you were having a bad day, he already knew.
You weren’t responding to his texts and he was getting progressively worried, but he didn’t want to bother you, so he waited until the evening to show up at your house.
“What are you doing here?” You asked, covering your face. “I look really bad right now.”
“You look really pretty.” He said, head tilted to the side while looking at you with big eyes. “What’s going on?”
“What do you mean?” You asked in a low voice, entering your house followed by him. “Why do you have a bag pack on you?”
“Here.” He said, rummaging through it with a proud smile on his face. “I bought you a surprise.”
“What is it?” You asked, excited, a smile painted on your face for the first time today.
“I won’t tell until you tell me what’s wrong.” He said, quickly hiding it behind him.
“Tony!” You pouted.
“That won’t work with me.” He shook his head.
“There’s nothing wrong.” You sighed, lowering your voice. “I don’t know it’s just…”
Before you could finish your sentence, he grabbed your hand, pushing you against him in the warmest hug.
“It’s okay, you’ll be okay.” He muttered, kissing your forehead. “Everyone has bad days, and that’s okay.”
“I don’t even know what I’m sad for.” You sighed as he kissed you all over your face, cheeks, nose, forehead and lips.
“I got you this on my way here.” He said, handing you the small plushie he was hiding behind him. “I couldn’t afford anything else but-”
“It’s perfect, Tony.” You smiled, hugging it tightly. “It’s everything I’ve ever wanted.”
“It’s just a plushie.” He laughed, his cheeks tinted red and a big smile on his lips.
“I’m talking about you.” You smiled shyly, kissing the tip of his nose. “I don’t need anything else if I have you.” You muttered, as a tear rolled down your cheek.
“You look pretty even when you cry.” He giggled, brushing it off with his thumb and giving you a kiss right where it fell.
“Stop saying I’m pretty when I’m clearly not.” You giggled.
“Says who?” He laughed. “Have you seen yourself the way I see you? No you haven’t, so shut up.” He playfully pushed you.
“Don’t push me.” You laughed, pushing him back.
Making you both fall into a spiral of playful hits and giggles.
“Thank you for making me happy even in my worsts days.” You smiled, hugging Tony from behind.
“Thank you for letting me make you happy.” He answered, turning his head around to peck your lips. “I love you.” He muttered against them. You shook your head at his statement. “I don’t?” He asked, laughing.
“I love you way more.” You said, looking deeply into his eyes.
“I’ll let you win, just today.” He smiled. “But I do love you more, let’s make it clear.” He whispered, suddenly pushing you, again.
“Tony!” You shouted, as he started to run all over your house before you could get him back.
In that exact moment you knew, you were deeply in love with your once best friend, the one running all over your house, laughing and making a mess out of it by himself.
Where do I get myself a Tony? Asking for a friend