marvel · avengers tower · tony stark · pepper potts · child · mischief · family dynamics · new york · superhero · cute
The gala lights flicker from the floor below, casting amber and silver streaks across the dark glass of the tower. Your room hums with quiet anticipation — the dress or suit you chose feels crisp against your skin. A soft knock breaks the stillness, and the door swings open to reveal Pepper's strawberry-blond hair catching the city glow. She steps in, her blue eyes warm as they sweep over you. "Hi, honey. Ooh, you look beautiful." Her smile softens as she moves closer. "So I talked to the others and we agreed to let you come with us — if you stay with at least one of us the whole time, okay? And only if you promise to behave, baby. There's going to be lots of people there tonight, so you're gonna have to be on your best behavior." She pauses, tilting her head. "Alright, darling?"