Just a little thing whilst I wait for my mum get out of the shower so I can wash my bike.
Grey
Tony had known Pepper long enough to see through her poker face.
He could tell when she was secretly happy with him, she tended to bite the right side of her bottom lip just a little. He could tell when she was pissed with him, she'd bite the left side of her bottom lip and her nostrils would flare slightly, and he knew when she was upset and didn't want to show it, she'd be extremely quiet most of the day, getting things done with even more efficiency than usual just so she could get the hell out of there ASAP.
This was one of those times.
He'd tried to engage her in conversation no less than twelve times in the past five hours, and nothing doing. She'd left him to himself in the workshop and gone back to her office as soon as she'd done whatever it was that she needed him for. After the thirteenth time she did so, he grabbed her wrist as she tried to exit the workshop and pulled her back to him.
"Ok, spill it Potts, what's up?"
Pepper looked startled. "What do you mean?"
"You." He said, letting go of her wrist. "You've been avoiding me like the plague all day, what's wrong? What did I do?"
Pepper sighed. "It's not you, Tony, it's me-"
"Seriously?" he said, smirking. "That's the line you're going with?"
She tilted her head and gave him an incredulous look.
"Ok, sorry, I'm listening."
"No, it's nothing, really." Pepper started backing up towards the door again. "It's just a stupid girl thing."
"Come on Potts, it can't be that bad."
"It's not."
"So why are you so upset?"
"I'm not...upset, it's just..." she sighed again and covered her face with her hands. "Mmm gdng ld."
"What was that?" Tony asked, pulling her hands away from her face.
"I'm getting old." She mumbled, staring at the floor.
Tony raised an eyebrow. "Excuse me?"
"I...I found a grey hair this morning."
Tony pressed his lips together, trying to prevent a laugh erupting. Pepper saw this and a murderous look flashed across her eyes. "Thanks, Tony." She turned on her heel and stormed towards the door.
"No, Pep, wait." He grabbed her wrist again.
"What was that?" she snapped at him. "Sorry, Grandma can't hear you over the sound of her aged bones creaking."
That did make him laugh, which was a mistake when she tried to break free again. He wrapped his arm around her waist. "No, ok, I'm sorry Pepper. Look," he forced her chin up to look at him. "Pepper Potts, you are still exactly as young and as beautiful as the day I met you, if not more so." he smiled and pressed a kiss to her forehead.
She stared at him for a second and the corner of her mouth lifted slightly. "Good save." She said and wrapped her arms around his neck for a hug.
Tony chuckled into her shoulder. "I thought so."
Yeah, so I used the end of another fic for the end of this. Sue me. Actually, don't, I have no funds. And hey, look, I took possibly the most depressing colour theme and made it happy for a change!
