7 Minutes In Heaven
Summary: You’re Tony’s daughter in this one (father!Tony), and he sets you and Peter up in the best way he can think of… 7 minutes in Heaven - well as many minutes it takes for you to start going out.
A/N: Hehe I’ve had this idea for ages and I know it’s not original but :D
“Tony, are you going to tell us why you’ve called a meeting?” Steve asked.
All the other Avengers, minus Y/N and Peter, turned to look at Tony expectantly.
“It’s regarding Y/N and Peter.” Tony started and he saw Wanda grin in quiet understanding. “Who finds it painful just watching them co-exist even though it is unbelievably obvious that they like each other in more than a friend way?”
He didn’t get a definitive answer from anyone but Tony could see them thinking. He knew that they had all seen it in training and on missions.
“And as Y/N’s father,” Tony continued, “I feel obliged to do something.”
“What do you propose we do?” Sam asked, cutting directly to the point.
Tony grinned. “Ever heard of ‘7 minutes in Heaven’?”
Steve looked confused. Wanda found it funny. Natasha was mildly horrified Tony would do that to them. Overall, Tony had got a mixed response.
“I don’t know what that is.” Steve said.
“He plans to put them in a closet or something for 7 minutes and expects that to sort out their problems.” Nat replied.
“I still don’t understand.”
“But I’m guessing you aren’t going to keep to 7 minutes?” Wanda suggested and turned to look at Tony.
“There it is.” Tony said, “We won’t let them out until they kiss or whatever or officially start dating.”
“How are we, oh I’m sorry - you, going to get them into the closet.” Nat said.
“They won’t just agree to get into a closet together.” Steve stated.
“As I said,” Tony looked round everyone, “I am Y/N’s father - she has to do what I tell her.”
“Dad you aren’t being serious?” You said. You were facing your father, Tony Stark, with your arms folded.
“Yes I am being serious. Get in the closet.”
Naturally, you didn’t know where he was going with this but he was your father so you had to do what he said.
“You owe me one.” You stated before shooting one last confused look at him before climbing into the closet in your room. You had multiple ones and Tony had told you to get into the one that didn’t have many clothes in. At least that was the only thing that was logical.
“Not after this I won’t.” Tony closed the doors a bit but they weren’t fully closed.
“Wait here.” He ordered.
“What the fuck…” You muttered under your breath when you heard him leave the room.
After a few minutes of you just sitting there trying to run through all of the possible outcomes of this you heard the bedroom door open again.
“I said shh.” You heard Tony say to someone.
You wanted to poke your head out of the closet and see what was going on but you had been told just to sit so you didn’t.
The doors opened and you saw Peter standing there with Tony behind him.
“Dad what the-?” You started but Tony lightly pushed Peter towards you. He had obviously briefed Peter like you because he just moved in next to you.
“Have fun.” Tony said with a smile and fully closed the doors, putting you two into darkness.
You tried the doors but either there was something up against them now or a lock because they wouldn’t budge.
Peter still hadn’t said anything but had sat down like you, and was facing you.
“I’m pretty sure this is the embodiment of bad parenting.” You joked, still trying to work out what the hell was happening.
Peter still hadn’t said anything. You looked back to him.
“Don’t tell me you know what’s going on here?” You said.
“If I tell you, you won’t like it.” Peter said.
“Peter, we’re friends you can tell me anything.” You said now getting slightly exasperated at your Dad.
“Um…” Peter said before continuing, “Mr Stark isn’t going to let us out until we um…”
“Yes?” You asked.
“'Kiss or something’” Peter recalled what Tony had said.
Suddenly, you started to feel really awkward and you could tell your cheeks had instantly gone red.
“My dad is an asshole.” You muttered.
“But we could um…” Peter stopped again.
“Could what?” You said not really knowing what you were saying. Even though your dad was an asshole you couldn’t really hate him for this now knowing what it was.
“We could… kiss.” Peter said quieter.
You bit your lip to supress a smile.
“Oh really?” You said smirking even though you didn’t know if Peter could see you in the darkness or not.
“I mean we don’t have to…”
“Can’t take it back now.” You laughed and you moved to lean across him so your face was inches away from his.
“Well go on then.” You teased.
Peter paused for a moment but then tilted his head slightly to kiss you firmly on the lips.
You smiled into the kiss, happy that you were finally doing this. And about the fact that Peter clearly liked you back like you liked him.
“Mission complete.” You heard your dad say over an intercom. Then you heard Sam laugh and Nat say something about how 'it could probably have been done better’ and Tony arguing that 'it happened so that’s all that matters’.
You groaned and moved slightly away from Peter.
“We should have done that earlier.” You said.
“I think we should have.” Peter confirmed.
Even though it worked out well, that was the last time your Dad was getting involved in your love life.