Tony studied his stern facial features; from Banner's mind they were stranded from his poor ability to act asleep. Knowing this was the end of his sleep for the day or possibly days, Bruce started thinking about a plan B. Suddenly a pair of arms captured Tony in a large bear hug. The struggle between the two men sent them crashing to the flour. This surly startled some maintenance men checking the electrical systems on the flours below. Tony ended up underneath a smiling Bruce. A small hint of blush and a flicker of bright blue eliminated from Tony. "Good morning," yawned Bruce smiling from ear to ear. After breaking from the initial shock of the "attack", Tony Just stared up at him sending daggers with his eyes. "If looks could kill Tony." Mocked Bruce," So what's with the visit?" Tony wormed uncomfortably under Bruce until He obliged and moved off giving the smaller man his space.
The two men got up from the floor. As Tony regained his composer and Bruce changed out of his sleepwear, consisting only of boxers, into his more casual purple shirt and jeans. "Why are you so…Cheery today," asked Tony," didn't think that was possible for someone as dour as you." Bruce straightened up and walked past Tony. Truth be told, even Bruce couldn't live in poor conditions all the time and that bed of his was amazing. "Maybe I'm just ready to get back to work on something shield isn't ordering me to do," Bruce said coldly before leaving the room. This was a touchy subject. Bruce wanted to help people not aid in the harming of others.
Tony's attitude when working was to isolate himself from everyone but since everyone for the time being was Bruce and occasionally Pepper, when she needed paperwork signed, Tony felt the need for some human interaction. Bruce satisfied his need for interaction he understood just about everything Tony wanted to talk about. After last nights argument with Pepper Tony decided to keep at least one person around. Tony never really likes it when people left him despite how often Pepper walked out on him.
Bruce didn't mind working with people but he didn't want to talk to anyone if they chose to work with him. He just likes the presence of another human around. Despite this preference it never applied to Tony. He could relate to Tony and make him feel less like a freak.
Tony escorted Bruce to the Lab. It spanned over three open floors in the underground portion of Stark Tower. Once the elevator door opened Banner saw that the lab was in complete disaster. "I'm sorry for the mess," Tony apologized as he walked into the lab, "it is more or less organized chaos and everything was stored down here when Loki was attacking." Bruce could see past most of the mess and saw all the technology used to construct the arc reactor and the Stark Tower green power supply. "You really do have everything don't you," chuckled Bruce in his deadpan manner. "First things first," tony broke in," You will be set up over on that side of the room and basically you clean that half ill clean this half. If you want anything on your side take what you want or set it aside and JARVIS will dispose of it." Bruce sighed there is always a catch to working with Tony, this being he chose the side with the least amount of mess. Tony caught Banner looking over at his newly claimed side," you know if you had shown up on time you would be done by this evening." Signing again Banner shook his head and began moving everything into a neat pile for disposal.
Around ten that night Bruce had moved everything into place: large disposable waste to the side, Desk in the back corner, and drafting table in the other corner. Maybe he really could stay in the tower. He had no problem working for and with Tony.
Tony had left some time before Bruce has finished cleaning snickering as the elevator closed. By eleven Tony waltzed back in and looked around at the overly organized room that would make an OCD person proud. Pens were laid in even rows; paper stacked into vent piles, and everything was organized to the T. Looking around there was no sign of Banner. "Bruce," Tony called out. He walked around the support pillars that were placed in all four corners of the room. On the drafting table on the back corner of the room was a sleeping Banner. Tony walked up quietly to him not trying to get too close, as he did not want to repeat the morning's events.
His breath was even and smooth. His shirt had small stains from old metal and oil that must have been in the disaster that was his side of the room. Tony crept over to wall and watched Bruce sleep. He laughed when he saw the small shine of drool pooling on the desk.
Bruce stirred in his sleep. His eyes half opened and glazed over took a moment to reassess his location. Once he knew he was in the lab he looked up and jumped when he saw someone less than two feet from him. Falling from the chair with a painful thud, Bruce looked up and gazed at the stranger. Taking a minute for his mind to awake he saw the cocky face of the one and only Tony Stark. "Goddamn, did you have to do that to me," Bruce crocked in his groggy tired voice. Tony tilted his head, "what be in my lab in my tower?" Bruce shook his head and drew to his feet and started to make his way toward the elevator. "Also while you were down here Natalia and Clint stopped by, they ask how you were and then left for another few weeks on missions," Tony said as he followed the other man," looks like we are going to be roommates for a while now."
