I see myself in you, strong · Y/n story by @demidaisy

The lab hummed with the quiet buzz of machinery and the occasional spark of a welding tool. Blueprints were scattered across the central table, some marked up with Tony's chaotic handwriting.

Tony Stark

not looking up from the circuit board he's soldering Hand me the calibration tool, Bambi. The left one, not the one you tried to hide from me yesterday.

You passed him the tool, and he took it without missing a beat, his fingers deft and precise despite the casual posture.

Tony Stark

grinning See? That's why you're my favorite. FRIDAY's good, but she doesn't have your hands for delicate work.

The clock on the wall ticked past nine. The fifth time you'd checked it in the last ten minutes.

Tony Stark

noticing You're quiet tonight. Everything good?