"Tony?" you call.
"What ____?" He asks, concentrated on polishing his suit.
"I'm so booooorrred," You drone in a whining voice.
He looks back at you. "Then do something and stop watching my work. Loki's upstairs watching a movie, go watch it with him."
"BUT I'M BOOOOOOORED!" you moan.
"Then go do somethiiiiiiing," he answers calmly.
You huff and puff your way out of the room, crawling upstairs.
"Loki, what are you watching?" you ask and flop down next to him.
"Just about to watch this." He hands you the DVD case for Chucky.
"Really? This one gave me nightmares for three months! Do we have to watch it?" you plead. He chuckles,
"I suppose not, if it frightens you so much." You sigh and pick out Tower Heist. "YES."
You pop it in the blu ray DVD player and turn off the lights.
Once the movie is over, you and him decide to annoy the crap out of Tony who eventually has to threaten you with his suit.
"What do you want to do now?" you say, bored out of your mind.
Having to be kept secret in Tony's house was very boring and days went by slowly.
You usually would just lie down next to tony, watching him work. You were forced to stay inside at all times, and you could barely stand it.
"I don't know but I'm hungry, so let's get some sustenance." You eat a chocolate bar, which made you moan with every other bite, and Loki had a sandwich.
Darkness came and you all retired to your rooms.
When you all went to bed, you would text Tony. He (amazingly) had a curfew that he abided by for the most part, but didn't feel like going to sleep at that time, so he would text you.
"Pepper's bedtime is getting old. -.-;" he texted.
You texted back, "Yeah lol I'm not even that sleepy."
"We should set her a bedtime
"Haha yeah. Poor Loki doesn't have a phone. Oh well, he's probably asleep anyways."
"Do you like us?" you say. He takes a while to reply. "Yeah of course, why?"
You think why you asked that and scrounge for a reason.
"Because I like you
thanks for everything o3o"
"Lol your welcome cupcake
"HeHee why thank you~" You blush and think of his facial expressions while texting you.
"What do your nightclothes look like?" you ask, seeking reassurance that he doesn't sleep nude.
"Well DUH. They're iron man!"
You giggle and leave your room. Knocking on his door, there is the faint mumble of Tony's voice, "Come in."
You open the door and carefully close it behind you.
"Sup?" you ask.
"Laying here. You?" he replies and you giggle.
"Just visiting my favorite genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist." He laughs and you flop on his huge bed.
"It's so soft," you say. "Well why don't you sleep on it tonight?" he says.
You give a confused look. "But then where will you sleep?" He just stares at you when you finally perk up.
You blush and point at his iron man sweat pants. "Nice, I want a pair of those," you say and he smiles.
"Trust me, you've got something better than the pants." You smile as he puts his hands on your hips.
Your smile faded though, when he pressed his lips to yours. That was…… random.
His taste was sweet like candied apple. You were actually surprised, since he drank so much. You thought it would be less sweet.
It took a few moments before you put your hands on his bare chest and kissed him back a little. When you broke for air, you looked surprised. And so did he.
"Sorry, I just," he trailed off and you climbed into his lap. "Don't be," you say and nervously kiss him again. His tongue entered your mouth and you were taken by complete surprise. You didn't know he would go that far.
You got as close to him as possible as he explored your mouth. When you broke again, you and him both were panting slightly.
Then you two lied down, his arms wrapped around you.
Falling asleep was easy for the first time.