Tony Stark can't sleep. (![]() ![]() @ 2012-11-05 19:59:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, pepper potts, tony stark (iron man) |
WHO: Tony & Pepper.
WHAT: Coming Clean, Part II.
WHEN: Monday Night, after the GMA Pres Conference.
WHERE: Irvine Condo.
WARNINGS: Feeeeeeeelings. And Death.
Tony sat and waited.
He actually had done laundry earlier, mainly for something to do. He hadn't drank today either, knowing he needed a clear head. The markings were well up his neck now, unhidden and glaringly ugly in the fading daylight.
Tony still didn't know what to tell her.
The urge to pour a scotch was intense, but he stuck with water. If there was any chance, like Bruce seemed to think there was, he had to give his body a shot. He had to be patient.
He had to hope again.
Pepper would be home any time, and he just knew this was going to go all fight-y and awful. But it had to happen. He'd been wrong, and he had to make peace. Make his peace.
Tony Stark was getting really sick of dying. Shit was taking forever.