It’s almost 11pm and it’s 92 degrees…
"Honey, what are you doing?" Tony asked, glancing down her hand that was on his stomach.
"I’m rubbing your tummy." She said happily.
"You’re making me feel self-conscious, Pep. I’m trying to lose weight." Tony frowned, looking away.
Pepper rolled her eyes. “Tony, you don’t need to lose weight— and what else am I going to rub when you lose your cute tummy?” She continued to rub his stomach.
Dirty thoughts started to flood his mind. He certainly had something in mind that she could rub. “Stop.” He muttered, but she couldn’t find it in herself to stop; she loved his tummy way too much. He didn’t want to admit it, but he loved it when she rubbed his tummy. There was something cute and affectionate about it that made him all warm and fuzzy inside.
"Baby, it’s Halloween." Tony tries to convince her, but it wasn’t working. Pepper looked at him flatly.
"Tony, it’s the middle of September."
"Then think of the head start we’ll be getting." He tells her, placing his hand on her lower back, and guiding her through families and their kids who were also picking out their early pumpkins.
"Why don’t we wait until it’s closer to Halloween? Our pumpkins will be gone by the time Halloween comes around." Pepper tries to tell him, but she can tell Tony is refusing to let her words get to him.
He shakes his head. “Honey, we’re already here, and it’s our date night. Lets grab a pumpkin, get some pie and ice cream, and go home to cuddle under the sheets. Hm… What do you say?” He looked at her with such loving and warm eyes.
She couldn’t say no to those warm, soft brown eyes of his. “Fine.”
YES! PRINCESS DIARIES MARATHON. AND THEN A FRIENDS MARATHON RIGHT AFTER. :D
Hey, thanks, lovely Anon! I’m so glad you like it! :)
Oh good god. Pepper and Tony doing any kind of cooking/food-related things together makes me cry. They’re so adorable!