Volatile and Self obsessed

gif request meme: jedirem requested - MCU + 2. Favourite Hero ↳ Tony Stark/Iron Man

        ❝Yes—no! Just… I’m hungry,           aren’t you?❞ She looked away           and sighed, shaking her head           at her inability to act cool.

    "Okay," he nods, dropping      the subject any further. "Go      get food, I'll pump the gas,      then we get going, alright?"

   He moved aside and she finally got a good look. It was a suit. She almost smiled at the predictability, and damn Potts, you really should have seen this coming a lot sooner. But her heart fell slightly.    They hadn’t really spoken about the clean slate protocol since the night he’d initiated it and she’d watched the last five years’ work explode above them in a haunting but poignant display of his devotion to her. She knew in her heart that he’d meant to start over someday, but with far less obsession than before. Then he’d lost himself in treating her Extremis, and then he’d decided to have the surgery to remove the shrapnel, and life had just moved too quickly for them to talk about it.    He was Iron Man, there was no way of ever getting around it. It was what made him the most happy—well, aside from her. And Pepper wasn’t the type to give him some sort of ridiculous ultimatum and make him choose between the two of them. But she worried. She’d worried about him in the past and even now without the arc reactor she still worried about him. And now he was going to put on the suit again?    ”You’ve missed it, haven’t you.” It was more of a statement than a question. She watched the diagram of the suit spin slowly on the holographic display, before glancing over at him with her peripheral vision.

   He kept his eyes on her face to watch any infliction that her knowing what he had been working on would cause. Though her poker face was near professional, he saw the slight way that her eyes dropped in disappointment. He wanted to apologize, or maybe try to cover it up somehow, but in some way he wasn't really sorry. The suits had become his entire life in the last few years, even if he had at some point wanted to give it all up, it wasn't easy to give it all up at once.

   Besides, it was just work. By the time anything was ready enough for flight test he would have definitely come clean. But until that time came it was just a few hours a week in the workshop. No harm done, right?

        The lobby was much quieter from where the party was, the muffled music and commotion, a good sign that everyone was having a good time. And she expected no less. ❝I must say, you’re a lot more handsome up close,❞ she said as she inched a little closer, all smiles but still keeping a respective distance between them until she was told otherwise.

   He gave a light chuckle at her compliment. It wasn't that Tony wasn't more handsome up close, but he didn't anticipate pleasantries to be apart of the deal. "Flattery will get you everywhere, Romanoff," he smiled at her and reached for her hand again, this time for gently pull her to his side. "You're not so bad yourself," he quirked a brow, taking a slight glance at her cleavage that seemed to overflow from the dress she wore.

       challenge you to        take my hand.”