Mar 3 - I Want You to be Happy Day
Warning: Domestic Fluff, Best Friends, Brotp Rhodey x Tony
It was Wednesday. Somehow it seemed like this particular week had been dragging at a snail's pace. Even though last week he didn't have a moment to rest, this one seemed like it wouldn't end. He was constantly aware of the time and how slowly it was going by. At least it was the last meeting of the day and he could go to his lab afterwards. Maybe it would get better.
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It didn't. He couldn't get his mind right and it only seemed to agitate him more. Eventually he shut everything down and made his way upstairs. Hopefully some food and TV would ease his crappy mood.
Left overs in hand and couch in sight, he settled in.
He was able to kill an hour watching the last half of The Fifth Element but after that there was nothing on to catch his fancy.
When he glanced at the clock and saw it was only 6:00 he had to fight the urge to throw something at the number glaring back at him from the digital clock.
Since the TV couldn't hold his concentration and no one else was around he decided to leave. He wasn't sure what he was going to do but sitting on the couch getting frustrated with nothing wasn't going to help.
He barely noticed as he cleaned up his mess and made his way to the elevator. Only coming back to his self when a strong hand grabbed his arm and pulled his inside the open elevator car.
"Whoa, what the–Rhodey! Platypus you can't scare me like that!" Tony's heart raced a little but settled again when he realized it was just his best friend.
"Not my fault you got all caught up inside your head."
"I'm a genius, it happens."
Rhodey smiled, Tony pouted. "Whatever Tones, let's go."
"And where is it you're taking me? Huh honey bear? Are you going to have your wicked way with me?" Tony tried to sound scandalous even as he fluttered his eyes.
"You wish…" It was said under his breath but the genius still heard it. "No, we are going to the penthouse, where you are going to sit nicely while I clean up that thing you call a face." And the jerk even had the gall to laugh at his own joke. This of course led Tony to resort to the dramatics.
Gasping as a hand went to cover his weak heart, "I'm hurt, you scare me, you kidnap me, and now you insult me. I thought you to be my friend." He shook his down turned head as if disappointed in himself.
"I am you drama queen, honestly you should have gone with theater instead of robotics when you had the chance." He grumbled that bit while Tony stood with crossed arms, "But as your friend, I support you and right now, I'm going to clean you up. Cause I'm just that good of a friend." Before he could get going again Rhodey, with a very indulgent smile, tugged him forward before pushing him to take a seat. Before he came to collect his best bud he'd set up a chair and shaving kit in the bathroom.
"Now sit there, relax, and don't move." And only because it was Rhodey, he listened. Sitting in the chair he watched as Rhodey careful trimmed the fuzz of hair that had been building on his jaw and neck. Carefully to keep his stylish van dyke untouched. During the whole thing light conversation flowed, Rhodey allowed Tony to speak when the blade wasn't against his skin and Tony just enjoyed the moment with his friend.
They hadn't done something like this in ages. Trimming each other's beards and moustaches had become a thing for them back at MIT, practicing as they learned on each other and later themselves. Tony never told anyone this but he'd actually gotten the van dyke look from Rhodey. He was on leave at the time and they both had been growing out their facial hair when Rhodes finally broke down and broke out the shaving kit.
Messing around with styles, the colonel had given him the van dyke, laughing at the look and then daring him to keep it for the next week to see what people say. Later it became his signature look and as a thank you he shaved Rhodey clean before he deployed again.
It was nice still being able to do this with one another.
When Rhodes was finished he handed Tony a little hand mirror, "There, good as new."
"Thanks platypus, I'm pretty again."
"No need to thank me, just go grab your coat, where going out for ice cream." Rhodey was busying himself with cleaning up their mess, not pay attention to his friend who was staring at him.
"Rhodey, why are you being so nice to me today? Is it my birthday or something?"
Rhodes turned around, facing the still seated man that looked like a confused kitten. So he reached out, hand landing in his fluffy hair that he ruffled up, "No reason, I just want to see you happy."
Not as bad(?) what did you think?
