Something clicked and it scared you. For years you told yourself that relationships held no interest for you. That one night stands were all you needed to get through life. That love wasn't in the cards for you and you were okay with that. You liked it that way. Until the day realized that you'd fallen prey to the most cliché rom-com moment in the history of rom-com moments. You were falling for your best friend.

When you met Tony, he flirted with you incessantly. When you told him that you weren't looking for a relationship, he backed off and the two of you became fast friends. You would occasionally get together for lunch or dinner and you were invited to all of his parties. Over time, occasional turned into two or three times a month, then once a week and now you were practically eating every meal together when Tony wasn't busy.

It had gotten to where you craved the hugs he gave you every time he'd see you or whenever you would leave. You wanted to be around him and, if the lingering hugs and touches were any indicator, Tony was feeling the same way. At that moment, you sitting on one side of the bar as Tony stood on the other pouring you both a drink. You'd both had a late dinner and Tony invited you to stay and drink. You agreed readily, hoping you could get to the bottom of why you were feeling this way.

Tony came around the bar to sit next to you and you both talked for hours, neither one noticing just how close you were getting. When your knee brushed against his, you gulped loudly. Tony's gaze flicked down to your lips and then back up to your eyes. The space between you was so small, if either one of you spoke, your lips would touch. You weren't sure if it was the booze or your own feelings, but you closed the miniscule gap.

When your lips touched, you felt a thousand butterflies fluttering in your stomach. Your heart was pounding in your chest and your palms were sweating. You quickly cut the kiss short, your eyes wide and full of tears. "Y/N?" You backed away and moved to stand, but Tony caught your wrist. "Sweet pea...tell me what's wrong? Was it the kiss because I gotta be honest, I've been waiting for that for a long time," he said. You looked back at him. "It's not that. I don't want whatever this is to ruin what we have! I never wanted a relationship until this and it scares the crap out of me!" you exclaimed.

Tony let go of your wrist and stood up. He was slightly taller than you, but not much. He pulled you to him, wrapping his arms around you in a hug. "Y/N, I'm scared too. I don't have the best track record, but with you...I feel different. I don't want anyone else. If you're willing to give me a chance, we can take this as slow as you want," he told you. You pulled back a little to gaze into his deep brown eyes. "Do you mean that?" He nodded and kissed your forehead. "You just say the word." You smiled at him. "Alright. Let's give this relationship thing a shot!"

*time skip*

Afterthree years of dating, you and Tony married and another three years later, yougave birth to twins. Now, your twins were toddlers and they were wearing youout, if you were honest. "Anthony Stark! I want to slow down!" youcalled back to him, jokingly. His laughter reached your ears, making you smile.You sighed, glad that you had given a relationship a chance, that you and Tonyhad something more than friendship.