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Tweak says, "This man has no neck."

Tony Stark/Iron Man (boots_of_lead) wrote in utr_logs,
@ 2008-06-16 19:24:00

Entry tags:

thirteen, tony stark

Who: Tony and Remy
Where: Riding in his car
When: Late last night
Why: He's screwing up their marriage and they need to talk
Rating: R for language because they'll end up yelling at some point

He could be a man about this. He could tell her that, yes, he was in love with Pepper, but he didn't love her any less. Tony knew he felt like this for both of them and had known it for a little while now, but he had buried it down as deep as he could. It was easy to ignore that when he didn't see Pepper aside from her speaking to the other version of himself. But that night, seeing her dying and the face she was so in love with the other had been it. It'd broken him, made him angry and he'd finally admitted every bit of it to himself and to her.

But in turn, he was ruining the best thing that'd ever happened to him. And it was slowly killing him inside that he was destroying the one person he'd promised he wouldn't, despite that he'd told her up front how he was and that old habits died hard with him. He pulled into the parking lot of the motel she'd told him to pick her up at, his fingers drumming on the steering wheel out of nervousness as he spotted her.

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notunlucky
2008-06-17 12:05 am UTC (link)

Most of her still didn't want to do this, didn't want to be here, talking to him about all of this stuff. Every part of her didn't want to deal with it, ignore the whole thing. It didn't seem fair that there was only two options. Suck it up and deal and ignore it, or get divorced and fuck up her whole home life. Whether she was trying to talk herself into or out of divorce seemed to be the issue.

She waited out in front of the motel room she'd been staying in, her arms crossed over her chest and spotted the car coming down the road. She climbed into the car, without saying a word and put on her seatbelt. She had no idea what to say or what to do, so she just sat there with her hands in her lap. She'd been crying. Alot. It was obvious. She looked like she still might be crying, but in the dark it was probably hard to tell.

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boots_of_lead
2008-06-17 12:35 am UTC (link)

Now they were stuck in the car and couldn't avoid each other. Well, she could still run since he hadn't yet driven off in it. But he could see the streaks on hr cheek, how red her eyes were, and every inch of his heart shattered into a million pieces. He'd put the car into drive and headed out, one hand on the wheel and the other on his knee. His body practically radiated nervous tension, and for a genius, he couldn't come up with the proper wording to phrase anything so it wouldn't sound wrong. He didn't want her to leave him, but he didn't know how to make her stay either.

Slowly and without warning, Tony's open palm crept across into her lap and reached for her hand. He took one and threaded his fingers through hers, giving it a gentle squeeze. "Please....please don't leave," the soft voice said finally, and she could tell that it wasn't the normally confident voice.