Avengers X-Reader Volume 1

Thanksgiving (Up From the Ground)

"Tony!" I yelled, "we have, like, six hours before the guys get here, why aren't you down here helping me. I know this is going to be hard... but c'mon?"

It was my idea to host Thanksgiving this year, mainly because nothing has been the same since Civil War, and I thought this holiday season would be perfect for all of us to get together and just have some fun. Only problem was my bff Tony, hated the idea and didn't want to see anyone, let alone Steve or Bucky. Even though I knew he missed them all like crazy.

"No!" I heard Tony yell. "I told you I didn't want any part of this, so fuck you, and fuck off."
"Excuse me?" I snapped, feeling my stomach roll.
Tony was alot of things, and we had been friends for a long time, grade school to be exact. I stayed with him through his parents deaths, college, Stark Industries, Iron Man, Pepper, and the Avengers. I was the girl that he turned too when he needed advice. I was the girl that gave him a shoulder when he needed it, and I made sure that he had all his teeth and plenty of condoms. We had been through alot, but never in our twenty some odd years together had he cursed at me, not like this. Sure we fought, like friends do, but never, not once had he burst in and told me to fuck off. I was surprised to say the least.
"You heard me." He snapped, stomping into the kitchen. "You know I hate this time of year (y/n), and I didn't want to celebrate this shitty holiday, especially with these people. What the fuck were you thinking, inviting them all here! Goddammit (y/n), you're always butting in, never minding you're own fucking business, always trying to fix shit even if they can't be fixed." His eyes were watery and manic.
I knew his Civil War had broken him apart, and I tried, I really did try to help pull him out of his funk. Even Rhodey was having a hard time getting Tony to adjust to everything. It wasn't just the discovery that Barnes was initially responsible for his parent's death, or should I say Hydra, was responsible. The issue didn't lay with Barnes, it lay with Tony, and the fact that he felt he had no team without Steve, plus the sudden departure of Pepper before the war, left him grasping at Rhodes and I. Oh he repeatedly told us he didn't need any of us, but he was lieing, always lieing..  Which was the main reason I had this whole evening planned. I had pulled quite a few strings and was able to get Steve and his team here, no questions asked, but now, here, in Tony's high-end kitchen my fists clenched in anger as he yelled at me as if I was a goddamn child.
"What the hell is the matter with you?" I growled, grabbing one of the glass plates.

"I don't need you here all the goddamn time, trying to help me. I don't need your fucking help, I never did.." He slammed his hand on the kitchen tile, glaring at me.

In that moment every little part of me that thought about Tony and some sort of happily ever after, disintegrated. I was the only person he had left, besides Rhodes and Vision, who was still adjusting to the human world. I stayed by him through it all, the good, the bad, the whoring, the excessiveness... but I loved Tony. He was my best friend, and I loved him, more than he loved himself.
Even as children Tony was stubborn, and always had to have his way. He was spoiled, and constantly demanding he be the center of attention. I, on the other hand, was a fighter, didn't take any shit, handled my business and moved on. Except with Tony...

In that small moment we stared at each other, I remembered the 4th grade, and all the bullies that would pick on him and make his life miserable. He was so small back then, all legs, arms and dark hair, while I was tall for my age and a tomboy. Of course most of the time Tony encouraged the bullies, but one fateful day, I had had enough. I watched as these four same stupid boys knocked Tony into his locker and begin to taunt him. He already had a black eye from the day before. Tony didn't know me yet, but I knew Anthony Stark, and I hated bullies, and would no longer watch them do this. So in a fit of anger I grabbed the meanest one by the throat and slammed him into Tony's locker. Then proceeded to knock out a few of their teeth.
'Wow, I didn't know girl's could do that,' a small Tony smiled, as he helped me up off the ground. 'You know you're probably going to get suspended now, right?"
"And I'd do it again, just for you." I had said.
"I'm Tony Stark," he beamed, holding my hand as we stepped over his bullies.
"(Y/n)," I smiled back, not knowing that in that moment, I sealed my fate to Tony's. I loved Tony right in that moment....