He leans over to slap his uncle's arm. There's only so much teasing he can bear okay. This is his day so shut up, grandpa. Especially since he has a point. "You won't be a hundred," he promises, turning towards Pepper and shaking his head vigorously even if he knows it's only a continuation of Steve's joke. "I just don't want... you to get stressed out thinking you have to plan this thing by October. But if anyone could do it's you. Or a really gay wedding planner." Tony leans in to kiss her cheek, feeling silly for waiting so long, but that doesn't matter. Not when it feels this great. When the timing just didn't link up for them before. So what? They're here now. They're really getting married. He smiles a rare uninhibited smile just for his family. Just for the two people who mean more to him than anyone else ever could.