Tony Stark (616), cool exec with a heart of steel (tonystark) wrote in thedoorway, @ 2014-09-06 20:51:00 |
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Entry tags: | !thread, dorian gray, tony stark / iron man (616) |
Who: Tony Stark and Dorian Gray
When: Saturday night
Where: Their loft apartment in Nolita
What: Tony asks Dorian a very important questions, proves that Pepper literally cannot leave him alone for 5 minutes without him doing something crazy.
Status: Thread, In Progress
Rating: PGish
Tony had a problem. Actually, he had lots of problems. What he meant was, he had a certain shortcoming. Once an idea got stuck in his head, he couldn't help but fixate. The idea only grew in strength and intensity, and it didn't stop until it had consumed his entire mind. A lot of things had consumed his thoughts over the years -- doubt, fear of failure, feelings of inadequacy, concern about the future, the desperate need to prove himself, the ever-present urge to kick Reed Richards' ass at something for once -- but this was different. Even as the universe was crashing in around them, even as everything he'd thought he'd known about himself and his history was shaken by something he'd never asked for, even as he realized that there were worse days still to come, his mind was fixed on something else. Something that made him smile to himself when he was alone, that made him want to be a better man, and that made him not hate the man he was now quite so much. And it had been there for a long time now. It was something he'd thought about in the abstract for months, if not longer. An idea he'd mulled over idly, in the way you do when you're trying to evaluate a possible outcome without committing to it. But ever since he'd seen that brief vision of his future the month prior, he hadn't been able to get the thought out of his mind. It had started, perhaps, as a desire to turn their relationship into something else, something he thought it could be, something he'd seen it become in another life. But that wasn't what was happening anymore. And after giving some advice to Teddy Altman, he understood what was. It wasn't a desire to turn their relationship into something else that motivated him. It wasn't fear of losing Dorian, or a feeble attempt to establish stability after his foundation had been shaken. It wasn't even the realization that life was (sometimes) short, and you should grab hold of opportunities while you still could. This was, in its entirety, an expression of what was already there, and a demonstration of faith that it always would be. And anyway, he wasn't going to be able to stop thinking about it until he did it. That couldn't be good for the universe, could it? With that in mind, he'd turned his phone on silent, slipped it into his back pocket, and padded down the hall to the bedroom he shared with Dorian. He'd never really expected to have this conversation in jeans and a half-zipped Avengers hoodie, but it seemed so appropriate now. They'd always been the more themselves with each other than they were with anyone. No frills, no masks, no cliches or gimmicks to distract from what this was. Just them, sincere and comfortably vulnerable. Like it always had been. "Dorian?" The door was open, but Tony knocked on the door frame anyway, announcing his presence before letting himself in. There was a sort of nervous energy in the way he fidgeted with the gear ring Dorian had given him for Christmas, but he tried to keep his expression neutral, lest he inadvertently give Dorian cause for concern. |