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damalurbackup ([personal profile] damalurbackup) wrote2009-01-24 03:35 am
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[fic] iron man, "tony stark, geek at heart"

TITLE:  Tony Stark, Geek at Heart
CHARACTERS:  Tony/Pepper
SUMMARY:  How Pepper knows her boss isn't quite as smooth as he thinks he is.

Tony Stark, Geek at Heart
Or, how Pepper Potts knows her boss isn't quite as smooth as he thinks he is.

Pepper has always suspected that her boss is in the closet.  Not gay - she's seen the way he stares at anything with a pair of breasts, and on one memorable occasion watched him topple over a triple-breasted circus woman - but he's definitely hiding something from the rest of the world.

Tony Stark is a closet geek.

Oh, he acts like the typical spoiled playboy - all fast cars and faster women - and if she's honest, she knows that it's not really an act.  He really is that shallow, that egotistical, that enamored of gilded things.  But he's more than that, too, and she hasn't spent twelve hours a day with him for years without noticing all the little clues.  He gets so focused on his gadgets, and she once saw him distracted from a pair of very nubile twins when a visiting professor began to talk about Riemann sums.  

Also, she's seen a picture of him in college wearing a pocket protector. 

The suspicion began when she first spotted the Star Trek box DVD sets that he hides down in his lab.  He probably thought that she wouldn't notice, but she has a far different range of focus than Tony.  Tony notices machines, alcohol, women, and not much else; Pepper's job is to notice everything that Tony misses.  So yes, she's noticed at least three seasons of Next Generation, and one time she came down to find him passed out on the couch with the entire original series and a pair of Spock ears spread out on the table beside him.

He won't actually admit to watching Star Trek, because watching Star Trek - even owning a entire TV series on DVD - is a very not cool thing to do, and Tony Stark is, above all things, very cool.  She tried to confront him about it once anyway, because she's stubborn sometimes.  The conversation went something like this:

"I mean, look at you!  Underneath the hair and the suits and the women and the nice arms you're still one of those nerdy MIT college boys with a graphing calculator and, and - "  (She might have been the slightest bit tipsy at the time she made the accusation.)

"Miss Potts, what exactly are you accusing me of, here?"  (He gave her that little half smirk, stretched out an arm, and started to very deliberately roll up his sleeves.)

"I know all about the Star Trek!"  (She tried to throw an accusatory finger in his face, but ended up overbalancing.  He steadied her at the elbow, the cuff of his shirt flopping from his wrist.)

"I'll have you know, Miss Potts, that JARVIS likes - "

"And see, that's exactly what I mean."  (She looked up and found him far too close.  Her gaze fixed on those dark eyes of his and how they were rimmed with long, charcoal lashes, and she stared so long that her vision started to swim until she lurched back into the conversation.)  "You're trying to convince me that the computer that you built likes - likes little green men - "

"There's no little green men on Star Trek."

"And how do you know that if you haven't - "

"Miss Potts, I know everything."  (He gave her his full-fledged smirk here - and in the face of that ego, who wouldn't have passed out?)

After that incident, she made two vows:  the first was never to drink with Tony again - he drank enough for both of them anyway - and the second was to never imply that he was anything but Mr. Hotshot Billionaire.

(She still has that pocket protector photo tucked away in her desk, though.)

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