Tony
It was the night of another charity event. Tony has gotten to skip out on the rest since he returned, but Pepper had basically ordered him to go, and Pepper was scary.
So, he inevitably went, taking his sweet time getting ready. He was about an hour and a half late, gracing the room with his presence at around nine- thirty, much to Peppers annoyance. (What? He always was late! It was his thing!)
He was leaning against a doorway, drink in hand, when he saw a tall man in a midnight- blue suit approach him. It took him a second, but he recognized the man as Doctor Stephen Strange, a neurologist.
Well well well. I didn’t expect to see him here.
He nodded to Strange as he approached him.
“Strange. What a surprise.” Tony mused. The taller man raised an eyebrow.
“Whatever do you mean, Stark?” He replied nonchalantly.
I’ve hosted my fair share of these and I’ve never seen you here. What gives?” He responded, not really interested in his response.
“Christine said I should come to this one, so here I am. Besides, I wanted to try something new.” He replied. Tony adjusted his position, feeling his sleeve rise up a bit.
“Makes sense.” Tony replied.
“So, where’s the money for this event going.” Strange asked, taking a sip of his champagne. Tony saw the number 30 that looked suspiciously familiar.
Wait.
Tony put two and two together, (Yes it took him a second, he was in shock ok?) and realized what this meant.
On one hand, he had found his soulmate.
On the other, he was not expecting this.
On the other hand, Strange was close, and worked at a pretty big hospital, so he’d be easy to find.
On the other hand- okay how many damn hands does he have??
“Oh, just to help fund a new school for the city.” He responded, fighting to keep his voice steady.
“Ah. Well, I’ll leave you to it then.” He said, and nodded to Tony, before striding away.
Tony waited until he was out of sight, and then walked into a mostly deserted room to regain his composure. After he believed he had gotten himself together, he walked casually over to Pepper.
“We need to talk later.” He whispered, and casually strode away to talk to some people who he didn’t know the names of. (Look if he tried to remember every name of every person who’d attended one of these bullshit dinners his mind would be moving faster than it already is.)
Afterward, Tony led Pepper towards the car. He could tell she was curious about what he wanted to talk with her for, but she didn’t say anything until they had gotten to the car and a good distance from the event.
“So..what is it?” She asked, finally breaking the thick silence.
“I found him.” He replied simply, trying hard to keeping his hands on the steering wheel and his eyes on the road.
“Him? You..you found your soulmate..?” She responded, sounding slightly surprised at the fact that, one, he found his soulmate (Can’t blame her.) and two, it’s a guy.
“I’m as surprised as you are, but to be honest I don’t particularly care.” He shrugged.
“Neither do I, but yeah I am a little surprised.” Pepper said sheepishly. “Well, who is it and how do you know.”
“Okay, you’re not allowed to judge the amount of proof I have, and you’re gonna have to take my word for it.” Pepper nodded, looking a bit more suspicious.
“So, drum roll please..his name is Doctor Stephen Strange-“
“The neurosurgeon? Wow, you scored high!” Tony glared at her good- naturedly. “How do you know.”
“I saw part of his mark. Same 30 on the same part of his arm. And he saw part of mine and immediately got flustered for a second.” Tony responded. Pepper nodded slightly.
“Good proof.”
“I said no judging!”
“So, did you guys plan anything? Exchange numbers?” She asked, as Tony opened the car door for her.
“About that…” He awkwardly rubbed his neck.
“Anthony Edward Stark, please tell me you exchanged numbers with the man you are destined to be with.” She looked about ready to stab him.
“Well..it was a busy place?”
“Don’t try that shit on me. How are you going to find him now??” She asked exasperated.
“C’mon Pep! He works at a big hospital, he’ll be easy to find!”
“I’m sure they’ll be eager to give some random- ass person his number.”
“I’m Tony Stark, I always get the special treatment.” He joked, wiggling his eyebrows.
“I think this conversation has given me a few more grey hairs.”
“Aw, you love me.” He responded, giving her a sideways glance.
“You’re pushing it.”