Tony gave his signature smirk while walking around his house.

He was throwing a party for... Nothing, as usual.

His assistant, Pepper, was not so happy.

"Tony, you still have a bunch of paperwork to fill out," She said, frustrated. "Do you really think this is the time to throw a party?"

Tony just drinking his vodka, smirking at a group of fangirls in the corner, making them giggle.

"That's it, Tony Stark," Pepper said, grabbing his attention. "You are going to have a new assistant tomorrow."

"Why?" Tony asked, not sober.

"I quit."

Pepper rolled her eyes and left.

.•*•.

Tony stared at his new assistant.

"I'm Y/N, L/N. " Y/N said, sitting across from Tony, legs crossed.

"Hi Y/N," Tony greeted, "Now tell me, why do you think you fit the bill?"

"I can keep you in check."

Tony stared at her file and smiled up at her.

"You're hired.

.•*•.

Tony watched Y/N talk to Bruce, excitedly chatting about something.

His fist curl in anger.

Being with Y/N for 8 months made Tony quite attached to her, like crushing on her.

He asked her out once but she laughed it off as a joke.

Tony felt hurt, but is determined to win her over.

He tried to make her jealous, but it was obviously not happening, so he decided to chase after her.

Starting now.

Y/N hugged Bruce as he left.

Or Maybe later.

C'mon, man, you're Tony Stark. You faced rejection before.

He worked up his guts and walked towards her, confidently.

"So, what about Lunch?" Tony asked.

"Aren't we eating spaghetti?" She asked.

Tony face palmed, "No, I meant as a date."

"O-Oh.." She said, then laughed nervously. "You have a date?"

Tony face palmed again, "I meant you and me."

Y/N giggled, "That's cute Stark." And walked away.

.•*•.

Tony snaked his hand around Y/N's waist as she chatted with the bartender who was obviously undressing her with his eyes.

Y/N looked at Tony, confused.

"Hi Tony," She greeted, "What's up?"

"I was wondering if my shirt needs fixing." Tony fibbed.

The bartender go through the message and left.

Y/N looked more confused than ever.

"No, your shirt is fine." Y/N replied.

"I... Kind of want to go back." Tony said.

Y/N raised her eyebrows, "But you never want to go back."

"I just... I'm not feeling it today." Tony lied.

The truth was, Y/N was wearing a rather sexier dress than her usual style and it was drawing a lot of attention.

Not the good kind.

They got into Tony's high tech sports car and left.

"Are you ok, Tony? Y/N asked, looking at him.

"Yeah, why?" Tony asked.

"You're gripping the steering wheel really hard." Y/N pointed out.

"I'm just frustrated." Tony confessed.

"About work? You can ta-"

"No, about you."

Y/N sent Tony a confused look. "I don't understand." She said.

"You are so oblivious." Tony sighed and ran his hands through his hair. "I like you."

"Is this a joke?" Y/N said, coldly.

"No! This isn't a joke. I asked you out again, and again." Tony parked near the side of the road. "I do very obvious things-"

"I thought you were just horny."

Tony laughed, "If I wanted sex, I would've called a hooker."

Y/N smiled, "True."

"But the point is, I like you."

"I'm not sure if I can accept that."

"Why? You don't like me?"

"It's just... I'm your assistant, your partner. I can't just date you-"

"Do you like me?" Tony cut off.

"I guess..."

Tony grinned and fist pumped the air.

Y/N laughed, "You're so childish."

"You like me?"

"I already told-"

"I just want to hear you say it again." Tony said.

"Yes, I like you." Y/N said, rolling her eyes.

"Than that's all that matters." Tony said, grinning like a idiot. "And a date of course, tomorrow at 6?"

"We already live together-"

"Yes or no?"

"... Fine."