Every Breath You Take [RDJ Fanfic] - COMPLETED

Ten

Is the car ride weird as hell?  Yes.  But not for the reasons you'd think.  More so because we in fact didn't discuss the Charlie event.  Because it felt like one of my car rides on the way to start a trip with Devin.  The kind where you actually relax, listen to music, and are just genuinely comfortable.  Only...toss two singers in a car, and you should expect nothing less than a jam session.

I guess I use it as a distraction from Robert's driving, because he's definitely Tony behind the wheel.  I should've expected as much, with his interest in cars.  So when he reaches the highway after a few minutes of calm silence, I hit the button on the dash to turn on the music, and he cocks an eyebrow, his eyes hidden behind his dark sunglasses, and looks my way.  Of course, I can feel the nerves instantly, that familiar smirk setting my insides on fire...

"What?" I manage, trying to shoot the unspoken sass back.

He turns his gaze back to the road.  "Nothing."

Deciding not to push, I flip through the stations until I land on one I know pretty well: an old ABBA song from the 70s.  And I immediately start belting it out when I turn toward the window, evenly matching the pitch.  I've sang it a couple times in private, but never preformed this one live.

"Cause you know I've got, so much that I wanna do, when I dream I'm alone with you...  It's magic."

Instantly, I feel Downey's gaze back on me and I can't face him; I'm still a little shy singing in front of him. Others, fine.  Him?  God, I'm surprised I'm confident enough to talk around him...or even to him, I don't know how that one's happening either. 

"You want me to leave it there, afraid of a love affair, but I think you know, that I can't let go..."

And then I'm caught off guard when he chimes in on the chorus, cutting me off.

"If you change your mind, I'm the first in line.  Honey I'm still free, take a chance on me..." he sings, his deeper voice completely different than the female voices on the track.

I can't help but burst into laughter, turning back to him with an open smile, and he's grinning back, his eyes flickering between me and the road.  And for somehow, we don't need to talk about it; we silently seem to agree to harmonize, because the next part comes together.

"If you need me, let me know, gonna be around.  If you've got no place to go, if you're feeling down..."

Then, he throws his head back while we're stopped at a light, screaming out the next part, which causes me to miss the line and hold my stomach, laughing...more so because the guy next to us in the other lane is staring, confused as fuck.

"If you're all alone when the pretty birds have flown...  Honey I'm still free, take a chance on me!"

And then I nudge him, catching his attention as I grin, pointing to the window behind him.  Downey glances to the side, smirking and pulling down his sunglasses before waving, and the woman driving grabs her husband in a fierce grasp, her mouth agape before she makes it mouth out "I love you!" to Robert.

Thankfully, before she can steal any photos, the light turns green and he continues on his way.  I sit back in my seat, recovering.

"ABBA?" he asks after a second.  "Really?"

"Hey, you knew it just as well!" I toss back and he takes a breath, obviously caught red handed.

I wind up focusing on the radio for longer than I realized, because soon I notice we're pulling into the airport terminal...dangerously close to the runways.  I glance out the window and of course, as Stark may do, he's pulling into the building for the private flights, shutting off the car and popping the trunk to retrieve my bags.