it sounded like @copperbadge was having One of Those Weekends, so i asked if he’d like some fic and he requested someone with a headache getting coddled
Pepper calls and he flinches.
headache going on day three is sitting like a pulsating rock in his
frontal lobe and the pitch of her voice is enough to send a needle
point of pain inward.
pauses, looks at him for five seconds, and then says, voice lowered,
“When did it start?”
the way home from NBC?” Tony tries because he honestly isn’t sure.
stares at him. “That was two days ago.”
she says, sounding appalled.
he replies defensively. “I’ve gotten six hours of sleep the last
four nights, I’ve eaten
regularly, I’ve only had like four cups of coffee per day, and I
haven’t gone over the recommended dose of over-the-counter
painkillers even though I know you can go over that and be fine!”
that wasn’t criticism,” Pepper says, her expression sympathetic and
her hand light on his arm.
Tony says, and deflates. “I’m tired and I’ve been sleeping,” he
whines. “How is that fair?”
not.” She nudges him forward gently and Tony moves as directed,
reaching up to dig his knuckles into his forehead. If he presses hard
enough, it briefly dulls the pain. “Come on. We’re done for today.”
should protest. There’s still a lot to do. But it feels good to have
someone take the reins and he doesn’t have it in him to fight when he
wants to do what she says so badly.