Disclaimer: I do not own the Avengers.
Tony was sprawled on Blue's bed, watching as she move around the empty house, staring intently at a list in her hand. Cardboard boxes were lined up against a wall, each marked in bold black letters.
"Who's going to bring me hot chocolate at three in the morning now that you're leaving?" He pouted. She looked at him weirdly.
"The usual person that brings you hot chocolate in the morning." She shook her head, before grabbing another cardboard box and filling it up with her shoes.
Tony frowned. This was unacceptable. Rachel belonged in Malibu with him. Who was going to keep him from starving himself because he was working too hard in the lab? Who was going to keep him from going on a sex rampage in those moments when he forgot he wasn't dating Pepper anymore? Who's house was he going to break into when he was suffering through a bad dream?
"Don't do that." She snapped, breaking into his turbulent thoughts. He turned his head to see her sit on the bed, her hand on his arm. "Stark Tower is in the freaking city so don't you dare tell me that you can't come visit me. If you could waste money on renting an elephant and a sloth on my last birthday, you can definitely come to New York."
Tony smirked. That was one of his personal best gift-giving. "It still wouldn't be the same." He complained, tugging on her braid. Rachel scowled, swatting his hand away. She stood up and picked up the discarded cardboard boxes at her feet with a sigh.
She paused, staring thoughtfully at the wall, before looking down to him. A hopeful expression on her face.
"What?" Tony said warily. He sat up. He didn't trust her when he gave her that look. He always had to do something he didn't like.
Rachel smiled sweetly. "You can always come with me. Your job doesn't require you to stay in Malibu. Pepper is already in charge of the company and goes to most of the meetings, you're basically just decoration anyway."Tony was offended. He made the company the way it was now all by himself!
"And the Iron Man doesn't need to stay in Malibu to continue his international rescuing. " She babbled on, a grin plastered on her face.
"But then I would have to see Capsicle more than I have to. And you wouldn't torture me that way would you?" He pouted. Rachel's expression dropped and sat herself on the bed.
"You're making this harder than it has to be." She said quietly.
"I wouldn't be me if I didn't. It's practically the requirement to being a Stark. Fyi." He teased, poking her side. She didn't react. He sighed and laid back, he counted the little cracks on the wall. Thank god she was leaving. Another crack and the ceiling would have collapsed on her.
He looked up when he felt the weight at his side disappear. Rachel had picked up her box and resumed packing, her back facing him.
"Stay at the Stark Tower." He said.
"No Tony."
He sat up, a frown etched on his face. "Why not? This is saving you money."
Rachel didn't bother looking over.
"Blues." He whined. She sighed and threw an unassembled box at him. He caught it quickly.
"I'll move in when you do. Other than that, you can just come visit me." She said firmly, glaring at him.
His frown deepened. This definitely wouldn't do.
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