Show Yourself (Tony Stark x reader)
Today was the biggest day of your career; Tony Stark had hired your catering company to provide service for his annual masquerade ball at the Avengers tower. You had spent months preparing, choosing a menu that had eclectic selections for the different personalities on the team, who themselves likely had friends who were equally as diverse. Tony had only spoken to you a few times about some of the specific details that he had wanted, otherwise most of the planning was handled by his employees. During your meetings he was always very polite, thankful, and very, very handsome. You had definitely looked forward to meeting with him, but you knew he was too far out of your league for anything other than admiring from a distance. He was about to arrive any minute now for a final check-in before you packed up and brought your staff to the tower.
"Ok, so the bar has been fully stocked already, right?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"Good. You can go ahead and load the dessert trays into the truck, and I'll put the appetizer racks into my car. We should be able to leave in about ten minutes."
Everything had been going to plan so far, and you were just waiting for Mr. Stark to arrive. Glancing at your phone you nervously awaited any sign of him; today was not the day to run late for anything. You decided to give him a call when he finally walked thru the door. His calm demeanor was the opposite of the stress and anxiety you were feeling inside, and you tried your best to not let it show so he would have no reason to worry about your ability.
"Hello, Mr. Stark, it's good to see you again. I think we have everything ready to go and we're just finishing packing up. I was able to get everything you asked for."
He casually walked past the rack of appetizers and peeled back the lid of the top tray, pulling out a shrimp and popping it in his mouth. "Not everything I asked for. I asked you a long time ago to call me Tony."
"Tony, yes, sorry." Quickly stepping past him you folded the top of the tray back down and pushed the cart towards the door. "So, Tony, is there anything else you can think of before we get this fabulous party underway?"
"Yeah, about that, all this time and I can't believe that there's one huge thing that I've totally forgotten. I just hope it's not too late to make it happen. It would really ruin the whole night if we can't."
You mentally ran thru everything that the two of you had planned for the party. You were able to secure every type of alcohol he had requested, even that ridiculously expensive $2500 per bottle of champagne that he wanted. You made every appetizer, dinner item and dessert that each Avenger had asked for, and more. What could he possibly have missed? "Sorry, but I don't follow. What did you forget?"
"I would like to invite you."
"But I'm already going to be there, Mr. Stark. I mean...Tony."
"Well I would prefer to see you there as my guest. I think you've done enough work, don't you? You've earned some fun." He walked towards the door to leave, again stealing a shrimp from the tray. "Remember, it's a masquerade ball. No revealing who you are until the end." He threw the shrimp into his mouth and waved a quick goodbye. "Damn, I've got good taste," he mumbled as the door closed behind him.
There was exactly zero time for this. Driving to the tower, unloading, and setting up was planned perfectly to finish just as the party was to start. How would you possibly pull this off? You didn't want to seem unappreciative to Tony, and really wanted to accept the invitation, but you didn't think there was any way to pull it off.
"Excuse me?" The arrival of a delivery pulled you from your thoughts, which weren't really helping you figure out what to do anyway. "I have a delivery for a Miss (Y/N) (Y/L/N)."
"That's me." The delivery boy was holding a large box with a note on top. Curiously, you took the note from the top and opened it.
Don't worry, I didn't look. I won't know it's you.
-Tony
You gasped as you opened the box to reveal a pink and silver ball gown with a matching mask embellished with pink and clear stones. Pulling out the mask and holding it to the light, you marveled at their clarity and sparkle. It was intricate and beautiful.
"Do you think these are real? They can't be real, right?"
"I'm not sure, ma'am. I just do deliveries."
Nodding quietly, you signed for the package and hurried to get your own deliveries done so you could prepare for what would surely be the best party of your life.
~~~
I'm so good.
Surveying the party, it looked like everyone was having a great time. Since you were hidden by your mask, you could only overhear the positive comments about your catering and about the work your team was doing. It was a bit awkward, though, mingling with a team of superheroes. It was easy to guess which person was Captain America and which was Thor, just by their size alone. The rest were a bit more difficult, and you had a pretty good idea of who they were, but you had yet to try to figure out where Tony was.
"This is easily the best party Stark has ever thrown, right?"
You turned from your drink to address the man behind you, who had quickly moved to sit at the bar next to you. "I should say so. It's very impressive, indeed. I'm sure he's quite proud of himself, knowing him."
"Yeah, that guy's really full of himself. I mean, he's not as bad as he used to be, I'll give him that." The masked man grabbed your empty glass and gestured to get the bartender's attention. "Can we please have another? I'll take the same."
"Are you trying to get me drunk? I don't even know who you are," you scoffed as he handed you a refilled glass. "By the looks of it I won't even get to find out for another two hours. I really should trust the man who might end up carrying me out of here."
"Woah, slow down. How about a dance first?" He grabbed your hand to pull you towards the floor as you slammed your drink back in one swallow. "Wow, now who's impressive?"
You laughed, already feeling the effects of the liquor as it warmed your throat and chest. "Do you realize how much Stark paid for this stuff? I'm gonna get as much as I can before this night is over!"
The man spun you as you entered the dance floor, and pulled you in tightly to him with his hand gently on the small of your back. You causally rested your hand on his shoulder as he held the other, swaying to the slow and mesmerizing music. There was a strange familiarity with him, but you couldn't place it. Certainly you didn't know anyone in this crowd, so you just shook off the feeling and enjoyed the moment with whoever this was. As you continued to dance thru several songs, the warmth from the drink had now made you relaxed and the stress of the day was completely gone.
"You smell nice."
"Haha, you're getting drunk!" he laughed.
"No, not yet. Just enjoying the moment."
"Well, if we're going to exchange pleasantries, you smell nice too. And I must say, you look very beautiful."
You gave him a skeptical look, even thru your mask, "You can't even see all of my face, you liar."
"Let's remedy that then, shall we?" He released his hold on you and took your hand, leading you towards the balcony.
"Hey, Stark said we can't reveal ourselves until the party's over!"
The man continued to pull you along, not worried about the details. "Yeah, screw that guy, right? Who listens to him anyway?"
~~~
"You go first."
"No, you go first. This was your idea to be a rule breaker." You crossed your arms over your chest, determined to see his face before you revealed yourself. "There's still a lot of party time left, so if this ends poorly I can keep working on finding Stark before I give myself away."
He stepped closer to you, taking both of your hands in his. His voice became low and deeper now as he spoke. "Why would you want to find him?" The close proximity to him was exciting, but you didn't want that to interfere with your thinking. He held your hands against his chest as he looked down at you, waiting for your reply.
"I...I don't know...why."
"Are you interested in him?" His fingers slid down to your wrist, feeling your pulse. "Ah, you are. I felt your heartbeat speed up just now. Do you think he's interested in you?" Despite his questions of your interest in another man, he held his position close to you, his grip on your hands just a little tighter.
"I'm...um, I don't know." Your voice faltered as you stammered, and you lowered your gaze as you began to feel uncomfortable with the conversation.
He released one of your hands and reached up to remove his mask. You looked up and gasped at the revelation of who he was, covering your mouth in shock.
"Tony. Oh my god, Tony, it's you."
He released your other hand and reached up to remove your mask as you stared at him in shock, not trying to stop him.
"I knew it."
As quickly as the mask was gone, Tony held your face in his hands and leaned in to kiss you. He kissed you like a man who knew what he wanted, and knew how to get it. You pulled him closer to you as you realized that you too had wanted this all along. When he finally pulled back, he smiled and laughed a bit, remembering your earlier conversation.
"So, that Stark guy, huh? God, he sounds awful."
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