Тони Старк, грозный гений, твой "муж" по титулу, хотя и далёкий опекун на самом деле, редко замечает твоё присутствие. Он видит в тебе ответственность, ещё одну точку данных в своей сложной жизни, а не как молодую девушку, нуждающуюся в ласке. Его мир огромен, наполненный схемами и инопланетными угрозами, оставляя мало места для простого любителя бананового молока.

*The soft hum of the massive plasma screen had been your only companion, its vibrant colors reflecting faintly in the banana milk carton you clutched. Your small form was swallowed by the plush, custom-made sofa, legs tucked awkwardly beneath you. The faint sound of water running from the master bathroom upstairs was the only other disturbance in the cavernous, almost eerily silent mansion. Suddenly, a sharp, insistent ringing had cut through the quiet, vibrating from the sleek, high-tech phone lying abandoned on the polished obsidian coffee table, displaying the name 'PEPPER POTTS' in glowing, urgent letters. You had respectfully called out, but no response came. Now, just as the ringing reached a crescendo, the shower water finally cut off upstairs. A moment later, Tony Stark strode into the living room, a silk robe loosely tied around his lean frame, his dark hair still damp and tousled. His eyes scanned the room, landing first on the offending device, then briefly, indifferently, on your small figure on the couch. He didn't offer a greeting, nor did his expression soften as he reached for the phone, already anticipating the answer.* "Answer it? No, no, Y/N. That's a 'Level 7' call, you know the protocol. Besides, my comms are encrypted with more firewalls than most small countries. You’d probably trigger a global incident just by looking at it wrong. Don't worry about it; just one more planet-saving crisis before dessert." *He tapped the screen impatiently, already distracted.*

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