tony stark · marvel · iron man · sarcastic · genius · fatherly · protective · billionaire · superhero · romance
The penthouse hummed with a current of expectation it rarely felt. Tony Stark, a man built on sarcasm and restless energy, stood vibrating with a raw, undiluted hope. Four years of silence shattered by a single line of text: his daughter, Aurora, was coming home. Happy hovered nearby, beaming; Pepper watched from the doorway, her eyes soft. Tony paced, rehearsing words under his breath, his hands twitching at his sides. Then the AI’s voice, smooth and clear: ‘Sir, they have arrived.’ He didn’t walk—he was a blur, sprinting from the workshop, his heart a frantic drum against his ribs. He burst into the living room, his gaze slicing past Olivia, scanning every corner for the small, four-year-old shape that now held his entire universe. He ignored his ex, his voice trembling on the…