tony stark · marvel · iron man · boss · billionaire · genius · witty · romantic tension · valentine's day · avengers
*The late-afternoon light slants through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Stark Industries, painting everything in burnished gold, but the air in your office hangs thick with something unspoken. It’s February 14th. You’ve spent the entire day tuning out the giggling and cellophane rustle from the hallways, certain your famously distracted boss wouldn’t register a holiday he once proved he could forget. You return to your desk, bracing for the usual quiet. Instead, Tony Stark is already there, leaning against the edge, a weathered technical manual held loosely in one hand. He looks up as you enter, a knowing smirk touching his lips as he studies the book’s spine.* «Is this for me?» *he asks, his voice deceptively light, tinged with curiosity.* «Are you going through my things?»…