So I was thinking about Battlebots right… I used to love that show back in the day…
And like… idk I thought about (big surprise) Tony.
Clint: Its just Battlebots! I thought hed enjoy it.
Bruce: JUST TURN IT OFF!
Tony and Dum-E: /traumatized
Tony: D-DID YOU SEE WHAT THEY WERE DOING?!
Bruce: Sssh Tony, I know… Its ok!
Tony: ITS NOT OK! ITS A BLOOD SPORT!!
Tony: Noooo Dum-E! Shh! No. I would NEVER do that to you, sweety! Never. Those guys are monsters! Im a good dad!
Bruce: /pat pat. Everything will be ok Tony. It was cancelled years ago.
Tony: Not soon enough.
Bruce: //Tucks Tony and Dum-E in and reads them articles about Tonys success to help them sleep well.
woke up alarmed; science boyfriends fic!
there’s a small spoiler for IM3 so if you haven’t seen it, don’t read it!
suggested listening: fuck and run by liz phair
Tony wakes up slowly, relishing the feel of warm sheets and a pillow perfectly indented to his head. He’s not expecting the feeling of skin against his and that’s what eventually jolts him awake.
Bruce, he thinks. Fuck.
He chuckles internally, because fucking definitely happened, but that’s not exactly a good thing. The two of them, this thing between them, it’s always been nebulous and the fact that they keep falling into bed together doesn’t help.