Carving Pumpkins
A/N: this was a request for an adorable anon. So here’s a tad fluffy lengthy wanna be Drabble.
Tony Stark x Reader
Warnings: none. Some fluff.
“This is your idea of a good date? Pumpkins? They’re so messy.”
“Come on Tony. Don’t be so pretentious. It’s fun! Plus, when we’re done, I can bake a pumpkin pie.”
“Baking me pie on the second date huh?”
“Please Tony.. just give it a chance.” Batting your eyes, you pleaded with Tony, who much to his dismay, gave into your request.
“Fine, but only because there will be pie. And it better be good.”
The table was lined with news paper, Sharp carving knives and pumpkins in an assortment of sizes adorned the table. Turning on the oven, you made your way over to the table, where an uncomfortable Tony Stark stood, hands tucked into his pockets.
“Are you ready?” You are giddy. You’d always loved carving pumpkins. Something about it was soothing, and so much fun.
“As ready as I’ll ever be.”
Handing Tony a knife, you began to cut into the top of your pumpkin. Removing your makeshift lid, you dug in-Opting for your hands instead of a spoon- you began shoveling out the guts, placing them on the lined table.
“That looks horrendous.”
“Don’t be so dramatic! It’s not bad. It’s kind of fun to squish in your hand.” You began to play with a handful of pumpkin guts, squishing it around between your finger tips.
“I’ll take your word for it.”
Grabbing Tony’s hand, you placed it into the pumpkin. A wicked grin grappling at your lips. The look on Tony’s face was priceless, sending you into hysterics. You laughed so hard, tears began collecting in your eyes. Tony was stiff and rigged, as he quickly pulled his orange covered hand from the pumpkin. “You are such a child sometimes. Where’s a towel?”
“Tony breath. Lighten up a little. You’re in your head all the time. Let yourself relax, and enjoy this. It will only fun if you allow yourself to have fun.” Tony looked at you hard, your soft eyes practically begging him to trust you. You wanted to see what Tony was really like. Was there truly more to him than his smart and egotistical charm?
Tony’s face softened, his rigged jaw beginning to relax as he took in a deep breath. “Fine. I’ll genuinely try this time.”
“Thanks tony! I promise I will make it worth your while.” Giving Tony a little wink, you returned back to gutting the pumpkin. Once Tony gave his efforts to carving, he actually began to enjoy himself. His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, his hair falling into his face. Watching him as he smiled, it was infectious.
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“Thank you Y/N.” Taking your attention from the movie playing on the television, you looked to Tony in confusion.
“For what? The pie? I know, it’s amazing. My great grans recipe, to die for!”
“Not the pie, I mean, the pie is amazing but that’s beside the point. I’m trying to thank you for tonight. I know I was standoffish, but this really was fun, I haven’t had this much fun in, years.”
“No more doubting me okay?” Dragging your finger through the whipped cream topping your pie, you playfully dabbed some onto Tony’s nose and lips. A chuckle gathering in your throat.
“You’ll pay for that.” Tony pulled you into his arms, a squeal escaping your mouth. His lips met yours in a sweet kiss- a kiss that tasted of whipped cream and lingering pumpkin pie.
A smile spread across your lips as you licked the whipped cream from your lips.
“Best date ever.”
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