A/N: sorry this prompt is ridiculously short, (and weird haha) the next one will hopefully be longer.. review if you feel like it :)

Prompt: Mall Parking Spot

The first thing Tony noticed about the mall, was that he hated the mall. It wasn't a mild dislike either, he full on despised this shit. Maybe on a normal day it wouldn't have been so bad, but since it was Christmas, the mall was crammed full of people he honestly didn't feel like dealing with.

At least he assumed it was. Tony hadn't even seen the inside of the mall yet. For the past 20 minutes, he had been driving around the parking lot looking for somewhere to park his car. Yeah, Tony wanted to die.

He hadn't even wanted to go to the mall in the first place (obviously), but Steve had asked him with his stupid Steve-voice and his stupid Steve-face and fuck, Tony was whipped. Plus, the trip was to pick up presents for Peter, and Tony would be damned if his kid didn't have the best Christmas on the fucking planet.

Tony just wished the best Christmas on the fucking planet didn't involve the fucking mall. It wouldn't have been so bad if Steve was there, tolerable even, but Tony didn't even have his hottie husband to keep him company. Usually when they were alone in the car together, Steve drove, (because apparently Tony was "easily distracted") and Tony liked to play a little game he called "Get Captain America To Have Sex With Me In Public". (It never worked. Steve always went off on some rant about the media and public image, but it wasn't like Tony had never been caught doing it in the back seat before).

Tony was so consumed in his thoughts (fuck, maybe he was easily distracted), that he nearly missed a golden opportunity: an open parking space a few hundred feet ahead. He was just about to floor it when out of nowhere some bitch in a blue minivan pulled into his spot. Oh, hell no.

Tony had always had bad impulse control, so he considered it a Christmas miracle that he didn't accidentally on purpose slam his car into her face. He totally would have, but he figured Steve would be kind of pissed that he ruined someone's holiday. Instead, Tony opted for the good old middle finger out the window, flipping the middle-aged woman off as he skidded around the corner.

"Fuck this," Tony mumbled to himself as he sped toward the exit. "Next time I'm taking the suit."