You sat in front of your mirror, staring miserably at your reflection. You didn't think you looked even nearly hot enough for Tony Stark.
A quick glance at the clock on the wall told you it was time to go.

You sighed and went to the door, opening it and stepping outside.
In the lift, you leant against the wall, bubbling with excitement but at the same time feeling sick to your stomach.
Why were you going through with this?

You stepped out of the lift/elevator when it reached the ground floor, walking out of the apartment building to see a fancy black car parked outside with no other than Tony Stark leaning against it.

His eyes seemed to light up when he saw you, causing you to blush.
"Miss l/n?" He asked, sounding a little bit surprised but still cocky as hell.
"Mr Stark." You replied, nodding.

He offered you a hand and opened the door for you to slide into the car.
Pulling your red dress around you, you slid in to the otherside, causing slight amusement from Tony but he didn't say anything straight away and sat beside you.

"A lady doesn't usually slide." He said, shutting the door behind him and signaling Happy to drive.
You blushed again and looked out the window.
For the rest of the car journey Tony told you some story about a big business party he'd had the other night. Though you didn't care much for the story, you listened to him intently.

Arriving at the resturaunt, Happy opened the door for you and Tony. You hopped out, gently smoothing your dress.
As Tony walked you into the resturaunt, you holding his arm, you wondered for a second if you were underdressed. Tony saw you glancing around at the other girls and leaned forward to whisper in your ear, "You look gorgeous, sweetheart."

You smiled, genuinely pleased and sat down, wondering if this was still a business meeting.

"Now, (y/n)." Tony said, leaning back in his chair, "The very important question... what would you like to drink?"
You laughed, before telling him and he ordered for you.

A couple of drinks and a meal later, you and Tony were hitting it off.
You laughed at each other's jokes (which Tony obviously appreciated), told each other funny memories, talked briefly about your suit and ended up organising for you to go to his lab on the weekend.

You were over-joyed and as you were leaving the restaurant, he threaded his fingers through yours.
When you were about to get in the car, you tripped and Tony clumsily caught you, your eyes meeting.

"Oops." You said, holding his shoulder.
He smirked, leaning down towards you and pecking you on the lips, "Falling for me already?" He teased, helping you into the car where you shared a few more kisses.

I was hoping to have this and Steve's one up a few hours ago but I got distracted by Game of Thrones. Wow.
So apologies for that... I'll write Steve's as soon as possible.