Tony Stark (manof_iron) wrote in freedomtownic, @ 2016-10-22 00:29:00 |
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Entry tags: | !thread, carol danvers (flerken_mama), tony stark (manof_iron) |
The FINALLY Heard Around the World
Who: Tony and Carol
Where: Carol's Room
When: About a day after this
What: Something a while in the making, honestly
So, Tony had talked with Pepper, and they'd agreed to go their separate ways. It hadn't been a fun chat, but it had been something that needed to happen. She needed to be free to pursue whomever she might want, and he needed...well, to do what he was about to do.
He didn't exactly know what was going to happen tonight, but he walked to Carol's room just the same, knocking on her door and waiting for her to answer.
"Hang on!" Carol called out as she threw an old pair of jeans and a faded Star Wars shirt on (think she was still fangirling a little having Princess Leia here? YES), and padding over to the door. Jeez, can a girl just have some time to lounge around in her underwear and watch TV? Apparently not.
Finally opening the door, she gave a surprised blink, and ran a hand through her hair. "Hey. Um... so... what's going on?" She asked, clearly trying to discern what had happened by the look on his face.
Old pair of jeans or not, she still looked gorgeous. "Hey," he said to her. "I uh, I talked to Pepper. Can I come in?" This wasn't a short conversation, so better to not have it in the hallway where everyone could possibly hear them.
"Oh... yeah, absolutely." Carol said with an awkward smile, stepping to the side to allow him to enter. "Please. Make yourself comfortable. You want something to drink?"
"I wouldn't hate a scotch if you got it," he admitted. So far, this night had not exactly been pleasant, so maybe it would help settle his nerves a tad. He sat down on a sofa she had, waiting for her to come over before talking much more.
"Yeeeaaah. About that." She laughed nervously, giving an apologetic wince. "I kinda... don't keep alcohol around. Recovering alcoholic and all." She nibbled her lip, and gave an awkward little laugh. "Maybe coffee? Or tea? I think I have soda too..."
He laughed. He should have known better, but his brain was fried tonight. "I'd rather talk to you, anyway," he said, motioning her to come over. Usually he would go for some coffee, but he was already feeling wired.
She took a deep breath and walked over, sitting down next to him. "So.... ok, not gonna pretend things don't feel a little awkward right now. The other night was... unexpected. And I'm in that weird place where I'm hoping we didn't do something stupid. Because god knows I've done it before."
"Definitely unexpected," he agreed. "I'm not gonna lie, though...I'm...kind of glad it happened. I could have done better with the sequence of events, but any time that I'm near you, I feel this pull toward you that's getting kind of getting ridiculous to deny." Something had been bound to happen between them sooner or later, and they were lucky that it only ended up being a kiss. "I broke up with Pepper, Carol."
"I think you know by now that everything you said is mutual." She muttered, still feeling a little awkward. It had been what felt like ages since she'd been in any kind of a healthy long-term relationship, and oddly, now that things were more clear for them... she felt weird about it. "I mean... it's odd that the version of you Ive known for years has NO appeal to me... yet... I can't MAKE myself stay away from you."
"Well, I am my own brand of awesome," he said with a grin, reaching out and taking her hand. "It's weird how the different versions of the same person can be completely different in some ways." He didn't know the version of Carol that had to exist in his own world, but he doubted she would appeal to him like THIS Carol did.
"So, I'd be remiss if I didn't throw in that I will literally KILL you if this is all some ploy to get into my pants..." She smirked, half-teasing. She knew him better than that by now. "Also... Rocket's hearing it from you first. Because I swear to god I will make a Davey Crockett hat outta him if he makes one remark to me."
"I would literally be the devil if that were true," he pointed out, laughing. "And you think I won't turn him into one? I think he'll Just be glad we're not moping anymore, shit giving aside."
"So... we're really doing this then?" She asked with a laugh, as if JUST making sure. It had been building up for so long, she almost wasn't sure she believed it was real now.
It was kind of hard to believe himself. "Yeah, we're really doing this," he said, giving her hand a squeeze. He reached over with his other, still bandaged hand and stroked her cheek. "No more having to hold back."
"Good. Then would you just shut up and kiss me already?" She said, teasingly, giving him a lopsided grin. Oh, like the playful banter between these two would ever TRULY go away.
He actually did just that, not saying anything else but leaning forward and finally kissing her, finally glad that he could do so without feeling any guilt about it.
She returned the kiss, feeling FAR more relaxed and guilt-free this time, thank you. "You know..." she said, when they finally broke for air, "None of this would've happened to begin with if you weren't so stupidly charming."
He rolled his eyes. "You say that like it's a bad thing," he told her, tilting his head and kissing her neck. Now that he could, it was hard to keep himself away from her! "And you're charming, too! This is not just my natural animal magnetism here."
"Well... thank you for at least sharing the credit there." She laughed, visibly relaxing a bit now. The part of her that had been hesitant, even a little, was clearly melting away rapidly.
He was glad when he felt her starting to relax a bit more. "Of course. I am more than happy to admit that you are gorgeous and charming." Really had to drag that out of him.
"Well good... because otherwise I think we'd have to get your eyes checked, old man." She teased, winking for added effect. Why did she enjoy messing with him so much? She had no idea, but dammit, it was FUN.
He rolled his eyes. "If I'm so old, then what are you doing with me?" It certainly couldn't be for his stable lifestyle! He was just as likely to get himself killed as most people in war zones!
"What can I say? I must have a daddy complex." She said with a big, shit-eating grin, before leaning in to kiss him again.
He almost started laughing before she started kissing him again, and then he basically decided she could call him whatever the hell she wanted if she'd just keep kissing him.