fell asleep on

[chatona]

SWEET DREAMS.

Someone, whether it be a friend or a total stranger, has fallen asleep on you wherever you happen to be; you are a rather comfortable pillow to them. What do you do?

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[wrathfulkhan]

Sheesh. And you have the nerve to call me pompous.

[anormalironlife]

Genius, Gene. I'm a genius.

[ He shakes his head. ]

How come you keep forgetting that?

[wrathfulkhan]

Didn't Stephen Hawking say something about people who constantly brag about their intelligence being huge losers?

[Sorry, Tony, you're a loser. Dr. Hawking's call, not Gene's.]

[anormalironlife]

Nah, it was Einstein, I think.

[ People he loves proving wrong. ]

[wrathfulkhan]

Point remains: You are a loser.

[anormalironlife]

Who's the loser? Me or the guy desperate to date me?

[ SMIRK. ]

[wrathfulkhan]

'Desperate'? [Gene snorts.] Oh, please. [He sits up.]

I just want to make sure you know the score. Because... [And he leans in progressively closer to Tony's face with every word:] I. Don't. Share. What's. Mine.

[anormalironlife]

[ Getting cranky are we? Tony doesn't move, because he's not scared of Gene. Not now, not ever. ]

I'm yours? You sure?

[wrathfulkhan]

Quite sure, [Gene says with a predatory grin, still leaned in close, and...

...begins tickling him.]

[anormalironlife]

HEY!

[ Tony starts trying to get away and knocks his knee into the table in front of him, almost knocking the boot off. ]

Hey! Knock it off.

[wrathfulkhan]

[Gene's still smirking, but he does stop tickling Tony due to potential tech destruction. Well. He doesn't totally stop.]

Hmm...you want to make me?

[anormalironlife]

[ Tony pushes his hands away. Why does Gene always resort to tickling?

Instead of forcing Gene to do anything, Tony leans in and kisses him. That'll probably work. ]

[wrathfulkhan]

[He tickles because it works.

Gene kisses him back. Mandarin? More like MandaWIN. #winning, Charlie Sheen style.]

[anormalironlife]

[ Keep thinking that Gene. Tony pulls back. ]

You always do that.

[ Complain, complain. ]

[wrathfulkhan]

Is this you saying you don't like it when I do that?

[You sure, Tony? You really sure?]

[anormalironlife]

Not around the workbench.

[ It's a grump he's had before, Gene. No messing around the delicate equipment. ]

[wrathfulkhan]

Oh, fine.

[You're such a grumpus, Tony.]

[anormalironlife]

[ But now that Gene's moved, so can Tony. He pushes himself up and looks around the lab. Literally the only thing needing his attention is his suit. He's caught up with everything else.

... This is not a good place for Tony to be. The last time he was like this he went on an inventing spree. The patents were nice, but some of the experiments had to be dismantled... by him in the armor. Whoops. He's still sorry that one couldn't be made stable to work.

He stretches and looks around the room. ]

Wanna get something to eat?

[wrathfulkhan]

Yeah, all right, [Gene says. He'd napped on Tony earlier, but now his stomach is beginning to get in on the unfortunate 'human needs' parade. And he knows how Tony gets when he gets in one of these inspiration jags.

Like he forgets to eat.]

What're you thinking? Pizza?

[anormalironlife]

[ He'll forget to do anything until his body literally gives out on him. He's worked himself sick before and poor Gene - before they were dating - had gotten stuck babysitting him because everyone else had found someplace else to be.

Tony scratches at his hair. ]

Indian?

[ He grabs his phone and tucks it into his pocket. ]

Or we could get bad Chinese at that place on Seventh.

[ Teasing Gene? NEVER. ]

[wrathfulkhan]

Do you want the lecture on how chop suey isn't actually authentic Chinese food again? [Gene says patiently.] Because that can be arranged.

[He's silently thankful that Tony wants to get up and out of the lab and stretch his legs at all. He doesn't want to repeat that babysitting incident.]

[anormalironlife]

Do you want the "I don't care, it's good" response?

[ They have their things, and Tony is usually the instigator. No one knows why. Pepper despairs. ]

[wrathfulkhan]

Why, though. Why would you do that to your poor defenseless tastebuds.

[Fucking foodie.]

[anormalironlife]

[ Tony loves getting him riled. ]

Because if I want authentic Chinese, I'll just send you to get it.

[ Teleportation has it's advantages after all. ]

What I want is quick, simple, filling food... what about that one Greek place with the gyros?

[wrathfulkhan]

[Gene makes a face. He's not a damn taxi and he's not your damn errand boy, Stark!]

Gyros sound good.