I'm not that bad.(Tony Stark x Adoptive Reader)

15

"I love you, sweetheart." Tony repeated as you looked at him in shock, no one except your mum has ever said that to you and ment it. You look Tony in the eyes and pull him back into a hug, starting to cry. "D-d-dad." you say as tears start to pour from your eyes. Tony starts to rub your back, trying to ease your crying. But you are to happy and excited to stop. Tony shifts his body which makes you tighten your grip. He continues to rub your back while saying "Its ok sweetheart, I'm right here. I'll always be here." when your tears start to slow down, you let Tony go. He holds both of your elbows to support you, so you don't put to much pressure on your bad leg. "I have an idea." He says calmly and softly. "How about we do something this weekend? Just you and me. No press. No work. No s.h.i.e.l.d." He says as he still holds on to your elbows. "Like a father, daughter weekend?" you ask, trying to remember the last fun thing you did, before you meet Tony. But the only thing you could think of was your mum. You didn't want to dwell on the past so you stoped thinking about it. "Yea. Exactly. A father, daughter weekend." Tony says while giving you a soft, warm smile. "Yea. I'd like that." you say as your throat starts to loosen. "So what would you like to do? Anything at all, the sky's the limit." Tony says as he starts to let go of your elbows. "Hmm I've never been asked what I want to do, what is there to do?" you ask yourself. "What some things you like to do?" You ask, trying to get an idea of what to do. "Well," he says as he helps you walk to the couch and sits you down. There was a little pause followed by Tony smirking at you. "How about we go to Ireland?" he asks. "REALLY!?" you say with excitement and stand up, hurting your injured leg in the prosses and falling back onto the couch. "Easy Mouse. You don't want to hurt yourself." Tony says as he puts one hand on your elbow and the other on your shoulder to soften the impact. You look up at Tony and say, "Are we really going?". He nods his head and sits beside you. "You better go pack then. Ill let the Pilot know to ready in 3 hours and meet us at the normal spot." Tony says as he takes out his phone. "Meet us? We are flying private?!" you asked shocked. "Yeah. Is that alright?" Tony asked smiling with a hint of sarcasm.

"Y-y-yeah." you say smiling. "Do you want me to help you pack, or can you do it?" Tony asks you, as he gets off the couch and extends his hand to help up. "I can do it." you tell him, taking his hand and getting up, trying not to hurt your leg. "Without hurting yourself?" He asks while raising an eyebrow. "Maybe...a little help....won't hurt." you say as you look down and back up, shrugging your shoulders.

Tony helps you to the elevator and to your room. "Ill go get you a suit case, you put some cloths together and set them on the bed ok?"

"ok" you answer, while Tony leaves to get you a suit case. While he's gone you set 3 shirts, 3 pairs of pants, and your undergarments on the bed. You didn't really have alot since your shopping trip with Tony was cut short. You only had what you could carry and what wouldn't slow you down. When Tony got back he looked at the bed and saw what you sat down. "Sweetheart, we are going to be in Ireland for about a week or two. You'll need more cloths then that." Tony tells you, as you downward slightly with a sad smile. "That's, all I have." you tell him while you look at your cloths. "Oh. I'm sorry. I forgot our shopping trip didn't last long." he said as he helped you fold your cloths. "Don't worry, we can buy you some cloths when get there." he tells you as he starts to put cloths in the bag. "Thank you dad." you tell Tony, as he smiles at you. "All right. Your bags are all packed, lets get going." he tells you as he grabs your bag for you, and helps you to the door. "Your not packing a bag?" you ask Tony. "No. I have clothes on the jet." he tells you reassuringly.

When you and Tony get to the car, he puts your bag in the back, and gets in with you. "Nervous?" he asks with a small laugh. "Just a little, I've never flown on a plane before." you tell him as you fiddle with you hands. "Don't be, it will be fun." he tells you. "Hey Hogan? Could you press play on the first song?" Tony asked the driver, and looked back at you. "Sure think Tony." says the driver

, and the song, 'Medicine by daughter' starts to play. "I-I h-heard this song, and I thought of you." Tony said. You listen to the song and you feel joy. Pure joy. My....dad..thought of me. You say in your head. You sit in the car frozen, with your hands locked together, listening to the beautiful song, when the lyrics, 'you can still be what you want to, what you said you were, when I met me, when you met me' hit you like a brick against glass. You look at Tony from the corner of your eye and see him looking at you. You have only seen one person look at someone like that before. The look of pure trust, joy, kindness, guidance, and love.  'Mum' you sigh in your head. 'I-I-I think I found someone who loves just as much as you did.' you tell your mum in your head, hoping she can hear, where ever she is. "D-dad?" you say to Tony. "What's a matter Mouse." Tony said as his throat started to tighten, from holding back tears. "I...love you dad...I love you so much." you say as you wrap your arms around Tony and hug him. He looks at you and hugs back, while kissing your forehead and rubbing your back. "Please don't leave me." you say scared, not wanted what happened to your mum, to happen to Tony. "I would never." he said. Shocked as he looked into your eyes. "You are my everything, my world....you are my little girl." he says as he holds you closer.  "Mister Stark. I hate to interrupt. But we are here." Hogen says as he gets out of the car and opens the door for both of you. "C'mon, Mouse. We have to get on the plane." Tony tells you as he kisses your forehead again and gets out of the cars and helps you to the plane.