Tony was really regretting letting these people into his workshop.
He’d started regretting it a couple of days ago, of course, but at this point, he was really regretting it. Hank was hanging upside down from Butterfingers’ support strut, and Reed was peering over his shoulder, his neck snaking around the bot and down nearly to the floor to get the right angle. Jane hadn’t slept in a couple of days, and Bruce was clinging to his coffee cup like it was a lifeline, one in a long series of desperate gambits. Judging by the empties piled up by the sink, he’d been cycling through them for hours.
In comparison, Tony was starched, pressed, and ready to go.
“You look like death warmed over.”
“I should’ve left you in that hellhole,” Tony said, without looking up from his work. He pointed a finger in Harris’ general direction. “That was a mistake on my part.”
“One of many,” Harris agreed. He picked up two empty coffee cups, piling them on the tray he had braced against his hip. “Give me that plate.”
Tony handed it over. “Busing tables now?” he asked, taking a moment to stretch. His back ached, the muscles pulling tight as he flexed. He bit back a curse.
“I like to stay busy, it’s better than sitting in a corner and pretending I understand a word any of you are saying,” Harris said, calm as ever. “Besides, I have student loans to pay, I figure a few tips can’t hurt.”
Tony glanced up. “Wait, you still have STUDENT LOANS? Tell me you’re kidding me. Tell me-” Harris rolled his eyes, and Tony scraped a hand over his face. “How is that possible?”
“I was in default for a few months there,” Harris said. “And now I’m chipping away at it.” Tony opened his mouth, and Harris held up a hand. “Don’t. Even.”
“What?” Tony asked, reaching for his coffee. It was cold, and rather sour, and he drank it down anyway, and let Harris take the empty cup from him. “You know I can-”
“Not a chance,” Harris said. “I’ll take a second job, honestly, before I’ll let you pay off my student loans. You already think you own me, and I do not want to encourage that.”
“Their relationship runs the gamut, and I think you can kinda see that. Sometimes it’s father daughter. Sometimes it’s mother son, where she’s taking care of him. Sometimes it’s, you know, partners in crime.Sometimes it's…you know.” - DJ Cotrona