Word count : 818
Warnings : swearing (angst)

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It's been a few years since you started working with the genius, billionaire, playboy and philanthropist Tony Stark.

Truth to be told, it wasn't as bad as you expected in the beginning. Tony himself wasn't as bad as he seemed. Yes, he was stubborn, annoying from time to time, impulsive, but he did have feelings.

You were not only his assistant, but his friend as well. He told you about his past, about his family, about his nightmares and PTSD attacks and it broke your heart to hear all of that. It only proved that he was also just a simple human being, who's been hurt and is going through a lot, so you made sure to help him as much as you could.

With time, though, you started developing feelings for the genius, but you decided to ignore them, knowing he could never feel the same about you.

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It was 4 in the morning when you woke up to drink some water. Passing by Tony's room, you noticed that the door was open and nobody was there.

"JARVIS..." you started. "Where is Tony?"

"He is in the lab, ma'am." The AI replied.

Sighing, you shook your head and started walking towards the lab. As soon as you entered it, you spotted Tony in the back, too focused on one of his projects to notice you.

"Anthony Edward Stark!" you snapped, making him jump in surprise.

He placed his hand over his chest, looking at you.
"Damn, Y/N, are you trying to give me a heart attack or what?" he frowned.

You just rolled your eyes, taking a few steps closer.
"What are you doing up at this hour? I've told you so many times times not to overwork yourself, but here you are, at 4:30 in the the fucking morning!"

"Y/N, just go back to sleep. I'll be fine." Tony replied nonchalantly, going back to his work.

"No, I'm not just gonna go back to sleep, knowing that you haven't had a proper one for..."

"2 weeks, 5 days, 4 hours, 32 minutes and 16 seconds." JARVIS intervened, making Tony groan in annoyance and you gasp in shook.

"WHAT? ALMOST 3 FREAKING WEEKS? TONY, ARE YOU MAD OR WHAT? YOU'RE GONNA KILL YOURSELF THIS WAY!" you raised your voice.

Tony closed his eyes and took a deep breath, trying his best not to get angry.

"Y/N, I said I was just fine. I appreciate your concern, but I'm perfectly fine. Now go back to sleep and let me work in peace."

"I'm not leaving this fucking lab until you do that too." you replied stubbornly. "I'm not gonna let you destroy yourself just because-"

"ENOUGH!" Tony suddenly snapped, making you flinch. "YOU'RE SO FUCKING ANNOYING SOMETIMES! WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE TO TELL WHAT AND WHAT NOT TO DO?" he kept on yelling, approaching you.

You took a step back, slowly, your heart beating out of your chest.

"I'M SO FUCKING DONE WITH YOU AND YOUR SHIT! I'M A GROWN ASS MAN AND I CAN PERFECTLY DECIDE FOD MYSELF, SO FUCK OFF! I DON'T NEED YOUR PITY, I DON'T NEED YOUR ADVICES AND I DON'T FUCKING NEED YOU!"

As soon as the last cruel words left his mouth, you felt your heart cracking, a tear running down your cheek. To say that you were hurt would be an understatement.

Tony's gaze softened as soon as he locked eyes with yours, his breath hitching in the back of his throat, while guilt soon replaced his anger.

You looked at the floor, nodding and biting your lip as to try to block other tears from falling. You didn't want him to think that you were weak, but it broke you knowing that you meant absolutely nothing to him, especially after how much help and support you've offered him in the past 3 years.

"I-uh... I really appreciate your honesty..." you whispered, your voice shaking as you refused to look at him.

"Y-Y/N, I-" he started, but was soon cut off by you.

"No, Tony, I... I understand. I promise I won't disturb you ever again."

"NO! No, no. I didn't... I didn't mean that. I..."

"I'll pack my stuff and leave as soon as possible, so you won't have to deal with me anymore." you interrupted him once again. "I'm sorry I was such a burden to you, Mr. Stark..."

With that, you turned around and ran out of the lab, leaving a heartbroken Tony behind.

As soon as you were out of sight, he fell on the floor, his face buried between his hands.

He fucked up. He hurt the one person that has been there for him when no-one wasn't. The one person who has given him strength when no-one could. The only person who has loved him when no-one did. He hurt you.

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A/N : Part 2 will be posted soon. Until then, please make sure to vote and comment if you liked this imagine. ❤️