He folds into it the moment her arms go around him, arms going around her waist, tension seeping from sore muscles for the first time in two days. He wonders if this is what Pepper had felt like those months he'd been lost in Afghanistan, or after everything that happened with Stane, or after New York, or any other dumb, reckless thing he's done that by all rights should've killed him.
He suddenly feels like more of a jerk than ever, and that's a feat.
But if he holds perfectly still, he can almost feel her heart beating against his chest, warm and safe. What does he have to complain about?
He sighs and buries his face in her hair, muttering against her ear. ]
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He folds into it the moment her arms go around him, arms going around her waist, tension seeping from sore muscles for the first time in two days. He wonders if this is what Pepper had felt like those months he'd been lost in Afghanistan, or after everything that happened with Stane, or after New York, or any other dumb, reckless thing he's done that by all rights should've killed him.
He suddenly feels like more of a jerk than ever, and that's a feat.
But if he holds perfectly still, he can almost feel her heart beating against his chest, warm and safe. What does he have to complain about?
He sighs and buries his face in her hair, muttering against her ear. ]
I'm one lucky asshole.