Tony groans, cracking an eye open to take a look at the clock. He huffs, displeased to be woken before 12. He doesnāt do mornings, mornings can suck his dick. Besides, he was having a nice dream which was a nice change from the nightmares he so often has.
Rolling over he slings and arm out trying to get Bruce to come back and snuggle. Not many people know heās a snuggler, but he is.Ā
"I could tell you we didnāt,"Ā he rumbles sleepily,Ā ābut it would be a lie, big guy.ā
Bruce feels his panic explode at the otherās words and heās up and to the other side of the room in no time at all, his eyes wide and fearful. āOh gods, we need to get to the lab now, Tony, right now!ā He demands, shaking his head quickly. āI canāt believe I would let this happen. I canāt believe that I would let this happen. You could be dying or you could be- or you could be damaged. The radiation is deadly, Tony and itās in every inch of me and I havenāt found anything-ā he feels a sob break from him. āOh gods. I knew something bad would happen if I didn't leave..."