Pepperony one shots

First big argument

Tony and Pepper sat across from eachother on the kitchen table, talking about their day.
"I think your working too hard Pep." He told her, sipping his coffee.
"I have to, no one else is gonna do it your in your workshop all day." She deadpanned.
"Yeah in the workshop working. You say it like i'm sitting around all day." He shot back.
"Well your not in an office listening to a million phone calls are you?" She questioned.
"Well not exactly but I'm iron man yaknow SuperHero." He answered back, looking at her.
"Yeah but i'm always the one working and you just sit around with a screw driver drinking." She muttered.
"Oh i'm sorry, next time aliens attack us i'll sit back and watch everyone die." He snarked.
"You know that's not what i mean so stop it?!" She warned.
"Oh yeah? Cause it sounded like it to me. I don't see the problem i work just as much as you." He said, clearly annoyed.
"I can't believe you just said that. The last time you done anything for the company was go to a R&D meeting because all you had to do was sit there and nod!" She shot back this time.
"Hey! I went to that gala." He tried, running a hand through his hair.
"Oh yes you did but i hardly consider getting drunk and ruining one of our biggest contracts of the year 'work' Do you?!" She fired.
"You are not arguing with me because of this. You sit around on a nice leather chair stamping papers! I fly around the world and take on tanks with my bare-ish hands." He raised his voice slightly.
"Yes and get the company bad publicity while your at it. And to be quite honest i can't handle the stress you put me through every single day, never mind the stress the company adds on top." She snaps.
"Then why don't you just go?" He snapped back. They was now intensely staring at each-other, shooting daggers with their eyes.
"Well i never thought you wanted that but now you suggested it i just might." She said abruptly getting up and walking up the stairs.
"Your sleeping in the spare room." She shouted from the top of the stairs. He ran up the stairs following her.
"I told you about all this before we got together, it didn't bother you then so why does it bother you now?!" He said, catching up to her.
"Because i'm fed up of you not caring about what anyone else feels. I'm fed up of you doing things just to look good in the press. I'm fed up of you putting your reputation in-front of me, who you supposedly love." She snapped at him.
"Hey! I do love you don't ever question that! Why can't you understand that i have a responsibility aswell?!" He shouted back, following her into their room.
"What?! I do understand that! Why can't you understand that everything you do is getting too much for me?!" She yelled in his face.
"As i said before i Told you about this?!" He shouted, motioning towards himself.
"When will you understand that i love you too much to watch you throw your life away?!" She almost cried.
"I'm hardly throwing my life away. I have a responsibility to do what i do." She began changing into her bed clothes while talking to him. He tugged his tie off and undone his buttons.
"I've just had a fucking enough of your shit."  They we're both changed and ready for bed. Tony approaches their bed but Pepper pushes him away slightly.
"I've just had a fucking enough of your shit." He mimicked.
"I said your sleeping in the spare room."
He pouted.
"But this is my bed." He protested.
"I can't believe you." She muttered.