Please? Pepper/Tony
"Tony, I brought your favorite," Pepper rubs her fiancé's shoulders.
"'M not hungry.." The billionaire waves.
"You've been in this stupid workshop for three days!" She forces him to look at her.
"I just--I have to finish this, then I'll eat," his eyes are bloodshot, won't focus completely, and have bags, his posture is terrible, and his all around body language suggests it's been too long since he's ate or slept, and chances are he's dehydrated too.
Pepper sits on his lap, forcing him away from his work, "Eat now, work later."
Tony begrudgingly eats what was given to him, and finishes two bottles of water.
"Please?" He whines.
Pepper looks to the window, seeing that it's still light out, meaning there's no getting her stubborn fiancé to bed yet.
"For a little while," she gives him a kiss.
"I love you," he smiles.
"You better," she laughs.