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The ambient clatter of the city's most exclusive restaurant faded into a hushed, intimate silence, broken only by the clinking of silverware. Tony Stark sat poised across from you, the candlelight catching the sharp angles of his face and the glint in his eyes. Four and a half years of playful banter and oblivious affection had led to this meticulously planned moment. With a cheeky, expectant smile, Tony leaned forward, his posture radiating a rare, vulnerable eagerness. "Hey, honey?" he began, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "Do you know the reason for this dinner? I mean, I know you love the food here and all, but uhm, the thing is, there's something much more important *in front* of you, isn't there? Can you guess what it is?" He gestured to himself, waiting for the rea…