Pairings: Tony x Daughter!Reader
Request: Tony x daughter!reader, after getting into a fight the reader storms away from her dad only to have a pretty big panic attack - ♥️
“I HATE YOU!” Y/n screams at Tony, she huffs and turns on her heel stomping away to the elevator.
Tony’s mouth slams shut and he pales as he watches his daughter storm in. She turns and stares him down as she slams her finger on the elevator button. Tony watches with his arms crossed as the door shuts before he exhales slowly and reaches to massage his temples. “F.R.I.D.A.Y?”
Tony sighs loudly, shaking his head, “She isn’t old enough to be out there with us.”
“… She only wants to be like you, sir.”
Tony glares at the closet camera and says angrily, “I understand that but she isn’t ready!”
“ F.R.I.D.A.Y! It’s different! Peter has special abilities and Y/n… Y/n doesn’t.”
“That hasn’t stopped you.”
“That’s it!” Tony digs for his phone and with a few taps, he blocks F.R.I.D.A.Y from talking to him. “You are in a time-out.”
I sniffle and stomp to my bedroom, ignoring the wide-eyed stares that I received when I passed by the others. Peter stands up to follow me but I stop him with a glare and a sharp, “Don’t!” Peter freezes in his step and I turn from him, jogging to my room.
I lock my door and fall onto my bed, sobbing loud and ugly sobs into my blanket. “I can’t believe he did that!” I gasp. Dad found out I had been using his blueprints to make my own suit and destroyed it. All those hours, all the blood, sweat, and tears that went into making it. I thought he’d be proud!
I pant heavily as I push myself up and wipe my face. I don’t want to be stuck on the ground helplessly the next time something wrong happens. I almost died the last time I did. Dad almost died. I could help. My lungs seem restricted and my entire body feels like it’s lighting up in flames. I gasp as sharp pangs hit my chest.
Groaning, I fall back onto the bed and put my hands on my face, sobbing. There’s a knock on the door and I hear Uncle Steve’s voice from the other side, “Y/n, can I come in.”
“No,” I say through pants. “Go away!” I know he hasn’t walked away and I growl, grabbing my pillow and throwing it at the door, “Go away, Steve!”
He sighs, “Alright, you just holler if you need me.”
I continue balling and panting. Crying until I started feeling dizzy.
“Y/n, I understand that you wish to be left alone but you need to breathe,” F.R.I.D.A.Y speaks calmly. “Your father has silenced me in the workshop and I cannot inform him of your anxiety attack.”
“It’s not an attack,” I pant, rolling onto my stomach. I bury my face into the blankets and try slowing down my breathing.
“If you do not calm down in the next fifteen seconds, I will override your father and have him come up.”
Picking my head up, I yell at her through tears, “You’re not helping!”
“He only wants to keep you safe,” F.R.I.D.A.Y says softly.
“Unnhhhh,” I bury my face back into the blankets and continue to pant. Squeezing my eyes shut, I try ignoring the painful pangs that continue to hurt inside my chest.
Tony picks his head up and holds a finger up, “Um, did you override my commands?”
“Y/n is having an anxiety attack, she needs help.”
“On it,” Tony runs for the elevator. The elevator moves up on its own and Tony’s foot taps anxiously. “How bad is it?”
“She’s going to fall unconscious at this rate.”
“Damn.” The elevator opens and Tony sprints out of it and towards Y/n’s door. F.R.I.D.A.Y unlocks her door for him and he walks in groaning when he sees Y/n’s state.
“Baby,” he breathes, hurrying to her side and sitting on the bed.
“Go away,” Y/n cries, obviously weak. She tries pulling away when he reaches to pull her on his lap but she’s just not strong enough.
Tony exhales and holds Y/n to his chest, “I’ve got you, baby.”
“I just… I just wanted to show you what I could do!”
“I know,” he murmurs, kissing the top of her head. “I just wanna keep you safe, honey. That’s all.”
They sit there with Tony whispering words of comfort while hugging Y/n tightly. Eventually, Y/n calms down and regains her breath. She sighs softly and lays her head on Tony’s shoulder. She’s silent for a moment before she breathes in deeply, “I’m sorry I said that I hate you. I didn’t mean it.”
“I know,” Tony murmurs, rubbing her back. “It happens.”
“I won’t say it again,” Y/n sits back to look at him. “I promise.”
Tony chuckles softly and uses his knuckles to wipe away the stray tears. “Okay.”
Y/n pauses, looking down at her hands. “… Dad?”
“Could you please give me a chance?
Tony sighs and looks at his daughter, her eyes wide and begging. “Y/n…”
“Please! Just give me a shot! I’ll show you how strong I can be!”
“I don’t think you’re weak,” Tony cups Y/ns cheek, squishing them together. “I know you’re strong. I just…” he stops to sigh and lets his hands fall onto his lap, “I don’t think I’m strong enough to handle you being out there.”
“How do you think I feel,” Y/n mumbles.
Tony opens his mouth to argue but shuts it again when he can’t bring himself to. She’s not wrong. Sighing, Tony purses his lips as he thinks before nodding, “Alright.”
“Listen, here’s the deal. I will… help… you build a suit.”
Gasping Y/n sits up and grins widely, “Seriously.”
Squealing, Y/n jumps up and lunges for her desk, grabbing the notebook that was on top of it. “I’ve got some designs that I like! Like this one where the armor isn’t as bulky and more lightweight and this one wher-”
“Honey, I would love to look at your designs. In fact, I will.” Tony reaches for them and Y/n gives them to him with a confused expression.
Y/n scoffs, “Dad I’m fine!”
“No,” Tony says, standing up. “You can’t pull that with me, I know what it’s like. The deal is, if you want to start working today, you take a nap.”
Y/n seems to contemplate it before asking unsurely, “But then after?”
“I promise,” Tony says, smiling softly. He tucks the notebook underneath his arm and reaches for Y/n, pulling her to her bed and pushing her down. “Now go to sleep, okay?”
Tony smiles softly and kisses Y/n’s forehead before tucking her in and walking to the door. He turns off her light and shuts the door behind him. “F.R.I.D.A.Y, please give me updates on her every thirty minutes. I need to know that she’s okay.”
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