TONY STARK.

⠀⠀⠀⠀❛ ɢᴇɴɪᴜs. ʙɪʟʟɪᴏɴᴀɪʀᴇ. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ᴘʟᴀʏʙᴏʏ. ᴘʜɪʟᴀɴᴛʜʀᴏᴘɪsᴛ. ❜ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀↳ ɴᴇᴡ ᴛᴏɴʏ & ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀↳ ɴᴏᴛ ɴᴇᴡ ᴛᴏ ʀᴘ. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀↳ ʟɪᴛᴇʀᴀᴛᴇ, ᴅᴇᴛᴀɪʟᴇᴅ & ᴍɪʀʀᴏʀ. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀↳ #MCU. | #MARVEL. ⠀⠀

“Parched.“

Coughs.

/ im sorry. i just really like that MV.

“Don't believe Pepper. I do own a heart. I mean, what pumps blood through my veins? duh.“

[TEXT:] No natasha. i'm not helping you prank Steve. [TEXT:] tho tempting because i hate his guts [TEXT:] BUT NO

“Sleep... huh.“

“That's why I asked.“ Tony begun his saunter. Well aware that she will, in fact, follow. “Bet Fury hasn't brought you somewhere where they serve the best food.“

“I need to fix my executive hours.“

“Wanna go grab something to eat? I'm starving.“ Cue his stomach grumbling softly.

A faint and barely visible twitch in one corner of Tony's eye cut him off his judging stare. This kid... “Yes, Peter. It is.“ Might as well.

“Bleh.“

Hearing the remark, Tony stared long and hard at Peter. His gaze clearly judging. “I'm gonna pretend you didn't just say that.“

“That was rhetoric.“ He mused, toned limbs folding neatly against his frame. “Good to finally meet you in person, Danvers.“

“Little miss. Let's not let your mom hear that.“

He's awake. Yawn.

⠀⠀⠀⠀❛ ɢᴇɴɪᴜs. ʙɪʟʟɪᴏɴᴀɪʀᴇ. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ᴘʟᴀʏʙᴏʏ. ᴘʜɪʟᴀɴᴛʜʀᴏᴘɪsᴛ. ❜ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀↳ ɴᴇᴡ ᴛᴏɴʏ & ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀↳ ɴᴏᴛ ɴᴇᴡ ᴛᴏ ʀᴘ. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀↳ ʟɪᴛᴇʀᴀᴛᴇ, ᴅᴇᴛᴀɪʟᴇᴅ & ᴍɪʀʀᴏʀ. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀↳ #MCU. | #MARVEL. ⠀⠀

“Ah-ah.“ Shakes head.

“What's that suppose to mean?“ The male chuckles some more, his head shaking side to side. “Captain Quip.“