Tony made his way into the workshop, a large mug of coffee in one hand and a piece of toast between his teeth. He was refreshed, ready to face the world again, and waking up next to (Y/n); her arm wrapped around his waist and her leg laid over his, had only made it better. The billionaire promising himself and his still slumbering wife, that he would do his best to not get as caught up in his work as he usually did. That he would spend his nights with her, instead of staying up all night, or ending up on the sofa in the shop. But for now, he had that new suit to work on; the damn thing proving to be rather uncooperative; it getting to the point that he had even thought about scrapping the whole suit and starting again. But maybe today, after one of the best night's sleep he had had in a while, things might just fall into place. Tony pushing the last corner of the toast into his mouth and taking a gulp of coffee before he made his way over to the parts of the new suit, that hung next to all his others.

"F.R.I.D.A.Y........." Tony called out, as he noticed something on one of his suits. His brows furrowed as he looked at the marks that were obviously fingerprints.

"Yes boss.............?"

"Did someone come in here, last night........?" Tony asked, looking up, as the AI went conspicuously silent.

"F.R.I.D.A.Y............"

"Er......no, boss. No one came down here last night........" F.R.I.D.A.Y finally replied. Tony rolling his eyes at the AI's terrible attempt at covering something up.

"Ok, bring up the footage of the workshop from last night.........."

"That footage got corrupted............"

"Corrupted.......seriously.........?"

"Fraid so, boss.........." F.R.I.D.A.Y replied. Tony rolling his eyes again; now really knowing that the AI was up to something.

"F.R.I.D.A.Y. Bring up whatever footage you have of the workshop, from last night........now........." The billionaire warned. The AI letting out a loud sigh, before the image of the darkened workshop, popped up in front of Tony.

"F.R.I.D.A.Y......" A voice called out; Tony instantly recognising it as (Y/n)'s.

"Yes, boss lady........?" The AI replied. The billionaire unable to stop himself from smiling at what F.R.I.D.A.Y had taken to calling his wife.

"Be a pal and light them up, will you.........?"

"Your wish is my command........." Tony taking a seat on one of the stools as he watched the beautiful agent, that he had been smart enough to ask to marry his, make her way further into the room as the lights came up to illuminate Tony's suits.

"And remember F.R.I.D.A.Y......."

"Yeah, I know, this is our secret........" Tony confused why (Y/n) would want a thing like this to be a secret between her and the AI, given she knew that he had no problem with her being in his workshop. (Y/n) making her way over to the suits and laying her hand gently on the chest of the one that he had seen the fingerprints on. The billionaire watching intently, as his wife just stood in front of his suit and smiled.

"Hey, (Y/n)........" The sudden new voice making Tony jump, and (Y/n) to quickly remove her hand from the suit.

"You ok..........?" The voice continued, Tony finally realising that it was Wilson.

"What......? Oh, yes......I,er..........I just couldn't sleep. I come down here sometimes to look at the suits, it calms me........What about you.....? You're usually dead to the world........" (Y/n) countered. Tony having no idea that she had been out of their bed the night before; nor that she would come down to the workshop when she could not sleep. Again wondering why she would not tell him.

"Yeah, normally; but not tonight. Had a bad dream....... Though how these things calm you, I don't know. I swear that it feels like they are all looking at me......." Tony watched Sam reply with a shrug, as he leaned up against the door jamb.

"True, but I see it just as Tony looking at me, so to me it's not a bad thing. And anyway, I think that they have a beauty about them. They are works of art in their own right. Exquisite in design and aesthetic. I always just want to reach out and touch them. To let my fingers caress the metal. They are the perfect combination of man and machine, and I cannot help but find them appealing........." The confession bringing a large smile to the billionaire's lips. Tony having no idea that that was what (Y/n) thought of his suits.

"Oh, my, god........."

"What...........?" (Y/n) asked, as she turned back to look at a laughing Sam, who had pushed himself off the door jamb.

"You have a kink for the suits........."

"I what......?"

"You have a kink for the suits.........I bet you have fantasies about them......"

"Stop talking nonsense............"

"Well, if it's not the suits.........wait, have you thought about doing it with the old man while he's in one of his suit........? OMG......You have.....Oh, that is brilliant. I never had you down for the kinky type, (Y/n). Does Tony know?........Wait until I tell......"

"You have lost your mind, birdbrain. I do not have a kink for the suits. I just appreciate their beauty, and the work that Tony has put into them. Now if you don't mind, I have better things to do than talk about such drivel with you......." (Y/n) countered. Tony taken aback by the whole conversation, as his wife made her way out of the room. Stopping as she got to Sam.

"And if you mention this to anyone....... anyone; I will pluck the Falcon like a chicken......." The agent warned, pointing a finger at a still chuckling Sam, who had held up his hands in surrender. It obvious that Sam knew he could only push the agent so far, before she twisted him up like a pretzel.

"Though I notice you didn't say anything about not wanting to do it with Tony while he was in a suit........." Sam called out, ending the conversation. The Falcon laughing loudly, before he too left the room, and the image went dark.

"That's it boss.........." F.R.I.D.A.Y called out as Tony sat there, taking in what he had heard both Sam and (Y/n) say; a broad smile eventually making its way onto his lips, before he got up from his stool. Forgetting all about what he had planned for the day; for now, he had a much more interesting alteration to a suit, in mind. Something much more........fun.