It was a really terrible idea. A Tony Stark, reality television style idea. But on several other levels, it also really worked. "It's humanizing," she said. "You guys aren't just people with power or advanced technology in costumes anymore. And not only are your making amends for harms made during your encounters, it also emphasizes the sacrifice you make protecting them." And it might quiet SHIELD a little about heroes not taking responsibility for their actions. It wasn't much, but it was a start.
His comment did make her blush, but Pepper tilted her chin upward slightly as though in defiance of her unavoidable response. "There are enough pictures of your ass on the internet to have devalued that commodity. I was thinking about your back."
She could see he wasn't going to make it to the shower before returning to bed - especially if they were getting pictures in - so getting up, she retrieved his shampoo from the shower and a glass from the bathroom counter. The jacuzzi had a good filter. Sitting on the edge of the tub, Pepper filled the glass and tilted his head forward, dousing him.
Lathering the soap in her hands, she worked it into his hair without comment. Pepper had done this for him before, though in the shower, and she was pretty sure he didn't remember it, since he'd been almost too drunk to stand. It had been years since the days she'd needed to clean his own (or someone else's) bodily fluids off him but there was something familiar about washing his hair that made her smile a bit.
Rinsing his head again, his hair felt much softer without all the dirt and grease that had been matting it down. "Better," she murmured.