its your pov, but i do put you under 1st person pov. *example: I/me* Tony is a little younger than the first avengers movie around 32 yrs old. You are 27, and Steve is the same age, 28 before he jumped into the ice, this is really hard to explain. BEFORE HE'S IN THE ICE HE IS 28 BUT HE COMES OUT, MY GUY IS LIKE 100. whateve you get it lmao

The Story based of in the beginning of the first avengers. ( I base this out of the MCU but focuses mostly on you, tony, and Steve, but I also want to introduce some other people.)
I choose everything about you except your name, But i do choose your eye color, hair...etc *its stupid but i improvised*

YOUR POV
Today was another day. Tony never did his work, you would always had to do it for him. After every day of work, you would report to SHIELD to inform them on how tony would act in any type of situation, They began to get very nosy in Stark's business. SHIELD had an important project coming up, You really didn't know about the important project because you're just an agent that works there. Fury made you get this job making sure Tony was the right person for the project.

I was at work sitting at my desk thinking about the project when tony approached me.

"(Y/N), cancel my next meeting I'm going with Rhodes to the bar." Tony said not even acknowledging that I was standing right in front of him. He continued to walk towards the elevator while texting on his phone.

"Mr. Stark you can't leave! This an important meeting you have to attend to, it's about the comp-." I said as I tried to run in a tight pencil skirt but was shortly cut off by the elevator shutting. This was literally my life, I had to remind a guy to do his own life, not just a guy but Tony Stark, a guy i went to college with.

I give up.

"ugh" I scoffed, the thought of leaving ran all over my dizzied head, this job is just a headache waiting to plummet my brain.

Tony couldn't miss this meeting, the least a person could do was leave a message but I didn't have his number other than his work number but to be honest he doesn't even know where the damn phone is without me. Leaving a message on the tall doors of the billionaire's office something startled you.

I got a message from agent hill.

m. Hill

report back, fury needs to talk to you.

Simply I was just tired of crazy shit today, walking towards the elevator I threw my phone in my purse. "just...not today." I began to think more, "I just want to hit something. Just no talking today." I continued to talk to myself and drove off to SHIELD h.q. since my arrogant boss is gone.

But there was something bugging you, the whole drive you would get that annoying feeling of something bad is going to happen.

Like a gut feeling.

Arriving to shield, you spot Agent Barton. You've known him for years, he was one of your closes friends. "working with tony is exhausting" I rolled my eyes as I put my gear down.

He just stood quiet and shaken up about something, "Does something feel odd to you? Like there's something that just doesn't add up." Clint interrupted you, ignoring what you were nagged about.

Time went by faster than expected since Clint didn't speak the whole night. Reporting to Fury was the main point of my job, other than my babysitting job of course.

"Fury, tony missed an important meeting today that involved the company's stonks, he's so selfish. I was running to him to make sure he would know and at least consider the fact that I'm human BUT HE DIDN'T. I get it he's ironman but Tony stark is not valued for your project." I ranted, but fury didn't even turn to face you.

"Good job Agent(Y/LN)" Fury muttered as he faced the window in front of him, he seemed unimpressed.

I smiled at him and left, I just decided to go home. Moving from a different state was difficult already how it was but following a 32-year-old man that has a brain of an 8-year-old made less sense than a 15-year-old boy snorting crack.

Ring

I completely forgot about my phone, I looked through my phone, as my eye stayed on the road. It was a message from Tony, "(Y/N), why didn't you tell me that I had an important meeting to attend to today, this could jeopardize my company here ". I had to reread that message to make sure I wasn't hallucinating, I put down my phone and just continued to drive, trying to control the anger that was sorrowing through my veins. My blood was boiling underneath my skin. He thinks he could just forget who I am, I was there when his parents died. I...I-

I loved him, I was there for him.

I sighed of frustration.

I was just confused at this point how he got my number but ignored everything and began to focus on the road again. I'm just trying to control the anger before all hell breaks loose.

Once I arrive home, I picked up my stuff and walked into my 2 story home. As I walked in, I picked up my phone and texted tony.

You

Mr. stark I reminded you, I also left a note on your door just in case. And also how did you get my number?
I really don't want you texting me in the middle of the night demanding me to buy some milk. Then I can't refuse to get your milk and drive to your home because it's my job.

Tony corrected me from calling him anything other than Anthony, Tony, dickwad, Loser, Dick, a bitch, coward, Mr. Starkybitch, and my person favorite Mr. saggyballs. He only expects Mr. Stark, because all men want power and control over women.

The message sent as I threw my phone down and walked down into the basement. I truly don't know what my basement is called but I like, 'The lab' which sounds cool.

Walking in the basement my eye caught a file, I stopped and looked at the cover of an old file of information.

I usually spend most of my time in my basement when i'm home. Generally, I work on some gadgets, look through a bunch of papers lying around or just watch a movie on the small screen tv that is placed on the work bench.

I like to be in a close space, the basement made me feel secure and safe. I have a pretty big house for only myself and my neighbors cat that would stop around.

Reading through the old crusty file, the suspension of my body grew as I read through the hard truth of my past. I took a second to burn some of the pages that seemed too graphic, my past was just dark and deadly but I pushed through it. Bearly pushed through it.

LET ME GO. PLEASE-
I heard in the back of my head.

I had to burn some of the papers just in case it gets in the wrong hands, my powers are sacred. SHIELD doesn't even know, the last time i tried telling someone they tried to threat me with it. I had one more page to burn. This single page had information on my accident, what my abilities could do, and how it happened. But to this day it still drove me crazy, I learned how to control the fear but I was unstable.

don't touch me

everything was harder alone.

scarier.

let her go. take me. hurt me.

There was screaming hovering around my head, they grew louder. The voices was all the fear that was in me that my brain couldn't handle.

The thoughts were interrupted when there was a knock on the front door. On one hand, the lighter had a flame quivering against the lost wind and the file waiting to be burned on the other.

Realizing it now, what happened to Tony, he didn't respond. This seems odd but knowing him he's ghosting me or something because 'I'm not pretty.'
Before I got to The door, it flung open exposing a drunk man in a suit of armor.

"This isn't my house" he giggled like a teenage girl finding out her crush liked her back, he begins to stumble into your home. You grabbed him before he face plants to the floor.

"What are you doing here? It's 10 at night." Feeling desperate to kick him off my property. You could smell the intoxication lingering in his mouth, "ugh, you reek" You scoffed.

"Well, I'm here to see you of course." The billionaire lied, Tony didn't even know what his own name was.

He pointed at you while laughing, the arm behind him was about to shoot his baster but as fast as you could, you grabbed his arm to stop the blast and dragged him closer to you with the full suit still attached.

Allowing tony inside my house wasn't the smartest decision I've made. People would find out he knows me and get my cover blown or he could just blow everything up in 2 seconds.

Either way, I think the safest decision is to put him in the basement since he's drunk he wouldn't remember anything that happened today, he'll be out for hours.

Once Tony entered the basement he exposed himself. "WOAH, I have one just like these." He seemed so excited to be Tony Stark when he was drunk. It was cute but stupid at the same time, he jumped out of his suits Stumbling to the couch behind him.

"Stay here, don't touch anything!" I warned him, " I'm going to make you some coffee". I said walking out, leaving him alone in the basement.

You went to the kitchen and started to make the coffee, but drifted off into your thoughts. Why in the hell would Tony come to my home and bother me? As if I am his girlfriend to allow him into my home, or his friend for this matter. "I'm done with his shitty ways, he just can't do this again." I finished up the coffee and rushed down the stairs, I was going to ask tony to leave but once I entered the room he was fast asleep on the couch.

"Shit."

I stared at tony for some time and quickly placed the coffee on the workbench beside the couch. My mind was wrapped on him, only him. The room went black making my legs wobble.

"You have no right to just abandoned me like that! I was there for you When you needed me. I was there! whe- When your parents died, I WAS THERE! I was the only one who cared for you" she paused to catch a breath. "EVERYBODY was your friend for your money, but I wasn't because you were my everything." the woman in front of me just screamed out into the open. "I was there... I- i." She began to sob making her crash to the floor in agony. Her hands covered her whole face when all of a sudden a man ran to catch her before she fell.

"I needed you." Her sobs were louder than her words. The man hugged her leaving him in tears, and slowly the room was filled with color again.

The room was still until I felt a warm tear falls down my cheek, I walked out as fast as I could. Tony could stay the night but he would never fix the damage he has put me in.

Meanwhile, I'm just going to get some sleep and try to wake up earlier than usual to drag Tony out of my basement. Then take him to my bed instead, truly I can't expose myself especially to him. I didn't think he was going to pass out once he hit the couch, in that case i would have taken him to my room and i would have slept on the couch that he's laying in.

I locked the door and walked up the stairs. I put on some silky comfortable lingerie and laid in bed. Looking out the window I eyed the city view, softly drifting off to sleep.

Clock

Alarm set to 3:30

~

You woke up with an annoying headache and the alarm on your phone was ringing so loud that you could hear in hell.

It was 3:30 in the damn morning, "fuck." I mumbled to myself.

Getting ready for the day was the hardest thing especially when you have another man in your basement, this was the first time I had somebody locked in my basement.

Tony was the love of my life, He was the reason I have trust issues or even any issues at this point. We never dated or had sex but he was my best friend, a person I would run to when I wasn't okay. A person I choose to die for, but he never loved me back. He just... he just abandoned me, that day was the day I felt pain and loss for the first time.

I walked down the stairs and passed by the basement but didn't have the courage to open the door, fear was just lingering in the air. I walked to the kitchen instead of entering the basement.

Calmy sitting down on the island table, slowly gathering my thoughts before allowing pain to come back again. Everything started to feel slow and shallow.

You sat in despair and started thinking about the important project about SHIELD. You couldn't use your powers on Fury or Barton, or they could find out, maybe worse they could hurt you for getting into their mind.

Pain
is a feeling you hide.

Fear
is something you can't control

Happiness                                 
is just another word for suffering

Love                                         
Is just a word

Bluntly ignoring the voices that rang in my ear they began to scream in torment. Gradually I got ready to get tony out of the basement but there was some sort of rumbling coming from the small room. The rumbling lead me to the front of the basement door, taking a deep breath I opened the door and found Tony looking through my stuff.

fuck me, It's only 3:45 am how can he be up this early and not be hungover. Emotions banging across my head crowding my mind with killing him in the heat of the moment.

I couldn't let out a word he had the paper on his hand you were cautious about. But it was too late, it was too late to let out a word or even a piece of your breath in the open.

i opened my mouth but nothing came out.

"When were you gonna tell me?" He spoke breaking the thick barrier of silence.

A/N
Hi guys I hope you guys enjoy this chapter. What do you this going to happen next? Thank you so much for reading, I hope you enjoy it.
much love -A

edited -January, 2021