The Man with no Heart (Tony Stark) - ON HOLD

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A horrible nauseating feeling rushed through my veins.

Again.

Oh.

I had my face on the toilet.

Literally

“uuuuugh” I groaned

“I thought you liked that” I heard Pepper’s voice approaching me

I frowned “Not funny…”

“Then. Easy. Do not drink so much” she snapped, cleaning the drops of sweat on my face.

It was not the first time Pepper had to deal with my terrible hangovers, that is true. But, oh, I was not just hangover that time.

“I am telling you Pep… they drugged me or something… or then, I ate something… oooh” I groaned, throwing up just once again “C-Can I skip work today?” I pouted

She chuckled “I don’t know, Mr. Stark. Mr. Stane was on the phone with me, just a minute ago and he seemed pretty mad”

“Forget Obie…” I moaned

“I am going to get you something, Tony” She stood up and left the bathroom.

Gosh, I loved when she called me by my first name. Thought I would never admit that.

Before I knew it, she was back with some kind of medication and a glass of water.

“I am really not sorry for coming here so late in the night, yesterday, anymore” she smiled “I guess you would call me at 7am to come and help you here”

I smirked “I would handle myself”

“Right. You would hold onto the toilet all day” she cleaned my face with a towel again, staring at me with a worried expression “What did you have for dinner, yesterday?”

“C-Can’t remember”

“I should call a doctor if you keep like this”

“Then, you do agree with me. I ain’t that hangover”

“You are still hangover, Tony” she stood up again “And you should get a bath, while I handle Obadiah Stane’s constant calls”

“Why is he mad, anyway?”

“I am not totally sure, but he mentioned something about the military not being that happy with the means you are selling to them, anymore”

“What? I give them the best war armament and machinery in the world” I moaned

“Just take a bath, for now” she handed me clean clothes “I can cook something if you are feeling better, later”

I nodded “Are they away already?” I asked, referring to the ladies that refused to leave the previous night

“Yes, Mr. Stark. I always take care of the trash”

I smirked as she walked away.

Damn, she makes me crazy.

“Sir, Mr. Rhodes is at the door”

“Rhodey?” My eyes widened “Is he still alive?” I asked

Pepper said out loud “Just take care of yourself now, I’ll welcome him”

“Ok…” I whispered stepping into the shower.

Rhodey never said anything again. That assh*le.

Of course, I do not miss him, but… I have wondered where the hell has he been.