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He made some bad investments.
After working with her at the Battle of New York, Tony had come to respect Rescue -- and the woman behind the suit, of course. But to say they were friends was a gross overshot. Pepper and he could get along. They both had tough shells and were ready equipped with all sorts of sarcasm and wit to deflect any unwanted attention. Because they were essentially Iron Man and Iron Woman, however, the press had their own ideas about the relationship between the pair.
Nick had phoned earlier to tell them about a recent threat, and words came out of his mouth that Tony was pretty sure he misheard. So he made the other man repeat them like, three times. But they didn't change. SHIELD wanted Rescue and Iron Man to shack up, publically. "Officially" so that when the bad guys came they'd have two heroes to contend with, but also so they'd think they were each other's weakness. Since they were only teammates, what could be the harm?
Before he knew it, a press release was set for the morning and Pepper Potts was on her way over to the Tower to move in. He had about a thousand rooms in the place, but if Dr. Doom did find his way inside they should be together just in case. It's all very -- sudden for a man who's never even had a girlfriend. And he still doesn't, but he has to convince the world he does. #Awkward.
"Welcome to Stark Tower, Ms. Potts. And please..."
"Wipe your feet," Tony interrupts JARVIS and his big, sweeping introduction, lifting his eyebrows as he watches her arrival. Should he help her with her stuff...? Probably. After a beat's hesitation, he moves to grab the larger of her two bags.
"Enjoy your stay," JARVIS corrects steadfastly, much to Tony's chagrin. But he offers up a meek little smile for her all the same.
Nick had phoned earlier to tell them about a recent threat, and words came out of his mouth that Tony was pretty sure he misheard. So he made the other man repeat them like, three times. But they didn't change. SHIELD wanted Rescue and Iron Man to shack up, publically. "Officially" so that when the bad guys came they'd have two heroes to contend with, but also so they'd think they were each other's weakness. Since they were only teammates, what could be the harm?
Before he knew it, a press release was set for the morning and Pepper Potts was on her way over to the Tower to move in. He had about a thousand rooms in the place, but if Dr. Doom did find his way inside they should be together just in case. It's all very -- sudden for a man who's never even had a girlfriend. And he still doesn't, but he has to convince the world he does. #Awkward.
"Welcome to Stark Tower, Ms. Potts. And please..."
"Wipe your feet," Tony interrupts JARVIS and his big, sweeping introduction, lifting his eyebrows as he watches her arrival. Should he help her with her stuff...? Probably. After a beat's hesitation, he moves to grab the larger of her two bags.
"Enjoy your stay," JARVIS corrects steadfastly, much to Tony's chagrin. But he offers up a meek little smile for her all the same.
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JARVIS takes their order and delivers a suitably smug quip, almost like he knows exactly what's going on here.
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Once he's alone with his thoughts again, he wonders what the hell is happening to him. Only yesterday he was petrified to share his space with Pepper and now all he can think about are ways to get closer. Not that he's exactly been unsuccessful in that vein. But is she only indulging him? For the sake of the cover story. That's what he should be thinking about and yet he's... distracted. Go figure.
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With a sigh, Pepper turns on her back and stares up at the ceiling for a beat, before rolling off the bed entirely, taking her half-empty water bottle with her.
"I'll be in the kitchen," she calls loud enough to be heard through the bathroom door, but doesn't wait for an answer. She beelines for the coffee machine; there can never be too much coffee. Maybe a cup before their pizza arrives will snap some sense back into her head.
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"Coffee?" That's an excellent idea tbh, he's just going to nudge in for a cup himself.
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She takes a small step to the side, distancing herself under the guise of better seeing all of him though every cell in her wants to remain close. That's exactly the problem, currently. How could she possibly leave his choice of t-shirt alone, though? Smirking, she teases, "Wow. Careful, your fanboy is showing."
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"Sidekick, hm?" she questions, eyes sparkling. "So, what, I do the heavy lifting while you provide comic relief?"
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"Not really," she confesses with a small smile. "I suppose I just never really thought of that. Or paid attention." She thinks about it for a moment, tipping her head. "They make Iron Man stuff, too. Come on. Kids love you."
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"Maybe just a little bit," Pepper agrees lightly, her free hand demonstrating by holding her thumb and forefinger a fraction apart. Dropping her hand, she exhales a small sigh. "Well, with any luck marketing will one day realize that we're all pulling our weight, here." It's probably too optimistic, though.
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"Just when I think I have you pegged..." she trails off, shaking her head fondly. "You surprise me all over again, Mr. Stark."
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Until JARVIS breaks the silence to announce the arrival of their pizza. Saved by the bell?
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