Tony runs into a 14-year-old girl outside of a coffee shop and spills his coffee. When she freaks out and tries to run away, he stops her and asks her if she’s okay and notices that she looks very familiar. He takes her back to the tower to get cleaned up and Natasha points out that she looks just like him. So, Tony tests her DNA and finds out she’s his.
Requested by: Anon
Pairing: Tony x Daughter!Reader
Characters: Fem!Reader, Tony Stark, Harold “Happy” Hogan, Natasha Romanoff, Steve Rogers, Bruce Banner, Wanda Maximoff, Vision, Clint Barton, Sam Wilson. Peter Parker, Thor Odinson, James “Rhodey” Rhodes (Mentioned)
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“This is going to hurt,” he said as he came closer and placed one of his hands near the wound.
“I know! I know! Just do it!” You braced yourself, trying to hold back the tears of pain as T'Challa pressed down where the bullet was lodged in your upper thigh.
The king swiftly wrapped the tourniquet around your leg to stop the bleeding. You clamped your mouth down on your hand to keep from screaming.
Then he scooped you up into his arms. You buried you head into his neck to hide the grimace from the pain the jostling caused you. And you kept your face there until he stopped.
When you looked up again, you were in the palace, and T'Challa was handing you over to the doctors. They placed you on a gurney, but before they could take you way, you grabbed T'Challa’s hand and asked, “You’ll come check on me?” Your eyes locked with his, pained and desperate for his calm assurance. You wanted him to be with you the whole time, since his presence always comforted you, but you knew he couldn’t this time.
In response to your silent pleas, he came closer and leaned down to press a gentle kiss to your forehead. Before he straightened, he simply whispered, “Of course.” Then he brushed a strand of hair from your face and motioned for the doctors to take you away.
When you awoke from the surgery he was there, like he promised he would be. You smiled when your eyes opened and found him pensively staring out the window.
“T'Challa,” you whispered, your voice still a bit hoarse after waking up. He turned and noticed you awake and smiled brilliantly. He walked over and took your hand, and said, “I’m glad to see you’re doing better, my love.“
You smiled up at him and replied, “I couldn’t leave you to do everything for yourself.”
He chuckled and caressed your hair as he explained, “But I’m afraid you’ll have to let me. You are under orders to rest until fully healed.”
You huffed and crossed your arms, playfully glaring at the man in front of you. He laughed again and defended himself from your glare, “They are not my orders, I assure you. But they are from the doctor, and I do believe you should listen to them.”
You nodded and agreed, “Alright, I will. But expect me back soon, your highness.” You smirked and pulled T'Challa down by his collar to kiss him.