Prompt: Tony proposes to Pepper.
Veux-tu m'épouser…?
Tony stared at the ring in its finest. It was his mother's. The diamond, not too small, but not too large was perfect. He could still remember his mother wearing it.
Pepper was away on a business trip and wouldn't be home for another few days, but he needed her to be home. He had something he wanted to ask her.
Looking at the clock, it was midnight where he was, meaning it was three in the morning in New York, however, that didn't stop him from picking up the phone. Dialing the familiar number, he waited for her to pick up.
"Tony, why are you calling me so late?" Pepper muttered into the phone when she picked up. It was strange that he was calling her this late. "What's wrong?" She asked, trying to focus on waking up.
"Veux-tu m'épouser?" Tony asked her, speaking in French because he was too afraid to hear her reaction.
On the other line, Pepper was really confused. "Have you been…" she started, but then realized what he was asking. She hadn't taken a French class since college, but she knew well enough about what he was asking. "What…? Tony, have you been drinking?"
"Never mind, forget I even called. Just come home, please." He then said and hung up, ashamed that he even asked. In fact, he was completely sober and it hurt more than one of his hangovers after a bender.
Pepper didn't even know what to say. She was stunned, did he really just ask her to marry him? Pepper was honestly so happy, she couldn't even fall back asleep, instead she got up and started packing her suitcase, texting Happy to be at the hotel right at seven that morning.
Right on time, Happy knocked on Pepper's hotel room door, "Something up, Miss Potts?" He asked her, then noticed her bags all packed and ready to go. "I'll call to get the jet ready, but what about the rest of the meetings?" He asked her.
"Forget the rest of the meetings," Pepper said to the him. "I have somewhere I need to be."
Tony had stayed in the workshop all night, not even moving from his desk. He had fallen asleep, sprawled out over his designs for his newest suit. The ring was still in it's box, sitting next to his phone.
Pepper got back and immediately looked for him. She wanted an explanation from him. Actually, she deserved an explanation from him. She was running on four cups of coffee and now some serious jet lag.
Knowing exactly where he would be, Pepper headed downstairs and keyed in her PIN and entered the workshop.
"Tony Stark," she spoke, her voice raised. He sat up immediately, not believing for a moment who was standing in front of him. "How can you call me in the middle of the night, ask me to marry you, then hang up on me?" Pepper asked, looking at him. She then glanced at the little box on his desk.
"I already knew what you'd say, it was stupid for me to call." He shrugged and looked at her. "I shouldn't have even asked."
She was baffled at why he thought that. "Yes," Pepper then said and looked at him. "I want to marry you, Tony. I just don't get why you called so early? In fact, it would've been much more romantic if you came to New York." She gave a laugh.
Tony got up from his chair and went over to her, wrapping his arms around her. "I love you, Pepper." He said, then pulled her over towards his desk, grabbing the ring. He then got down on one knee. "Let me do this right," He looked up, right into her big blue eyes, "Virginia Potts, will you marry me?"
Pepper smiled and nodded as he slipped the ring on her finger. He then got up and pulled her in for a kiss, picking her up in the process. "I love you, Tony." She said to him as he carried her into the bedroom.