Who: Tony Stark and Pepper Potts When: Middle of the night Where: Tony's penthouse Why: Tony got pissed, got hurt and he's come home to lick his wounds Rating: R because we never know what is gonna happen
He hadn't been this pissed off in a long time, but it was enough to make him strap on his suit and beat up everything he could get a hold of. Which meant that he'd gone off to do some elaborate and in the process, he'd short-circuited something in the suit which caused him to get hurtled into the side of a concrete building that didn't give an inch. Which brought him back to his apartment, the iron suit fairly busted up and Tony limping. He hurt all over, and he was sure he cracked a rib or two, but what did it matter? Because what he didn't wasn't as important as working a nine to five job to some people.
Well, fuck her. And why had her opinion of him pissed him off that much? Maybe he was tired of his efforts being belittled in general. Whatever the reason, here he was, stumbling back into the apartment and having a hard time taking pieces of the armor off.