Darcy/Pepper/Tony
“Don’t you ever do that again!” In public, Tony and Pepper were a united front. They unequivocally supported everything the other did.
In public.
In private, though, that was a different matter. Hearing Pepper say that very sentence when Darcy walked through the front door of their apartment wasn’t anything new or different. Nor was Tony’s non-committal pseudo-agreement.
Darcy moved her way through the apartment to the kitchen where Pepper and Tony were. Tony was at the stove, often a sign of guilt, and Pepper was standing a few feet away with her hands on her hips.
She took them in for a second, then let out a sigh, continuing in to have a seat at the bar. “Is this something I’m going to have to clean up tomorrow?” Normally when she stopped by their apartment after work, she greeted one or both with a kiss, but she didn’t exactly want to put herself in the middle of their… whatever.
Pepper let out an exasperated sigh, turning to look over at Darcy. “No, this is… This is a private thing.”
A private thing? Darcy’s eyebrows went up. That didn’t sound… Like a good thing? Maybe? Private between the two of them? “Okay…”
“No…” Pepper sighed again, giving Tony another glare. “He moved you in with us. All of your stuff is either here or in storage.”
Well. That was interesting. She’d been seeing the two of them seriously for a while, but no one had mentioned moving in at all. “I mean, if it’s here, I guess we don’t have to worry about it happening again, but, like… Yeah. I thought we agreed, big decisions need to be discussed.”
“Did you not want to move in?” Tony asked, glancing over his shoulder to look at Darcy. There was worry in his eyes, like he thought she might actually say no.
“That’s not the point, and you know it!” Pepper snapped, pulling his attention back to her.
It was Darcy’s turn to sigh. “I’m going to bed.” It had been a long day. Fury had been… Well, he had his specifications, and it was Darcy’s job to listen to them. She slid off of the tall stool and headed off down the hall to the master bedroom.
There were no more raised voices, she noted as she got completely undressed before slipping into bed. It wasn’t too long after that when Tony and Pepper came into the room, also undressed, and climbed into bed on either side of her. “We’ll talk about it later,” Pepper told her, somehow making that a soothing sentence.