“That Stark kid follows you around like a lost puppy,” Rhodey’s friend bemusedly says, the corner of her mouth curling up as she glances at a spot over Rhodey’s shoulder.
Rhodey turns around and, sure enough, there’s Tony. He’s trying to hide himself behind a much too large textbook about linear algebra, but he’s there. This isn’t the first time that Tony has coincidentally appeared wherever Rhodey is. Hell, it’s not even the fifth. At this point, Rhodey’s concerned. Not because he finds it creepy, rather, he thinks it’s endearing in the way only someone like Tony can be, but he can’t help but think that something might be going on.
He sighs. “I’ll be right back.” He slaps the table twice as he gets up and grabs his iced tea. With every step he takes towards Tony’s table, he notices the way that Tony starts fidgeting–playing with pens, rummaging in his backpack for something that doesn’t exist. He knows Rhodey is coming over, and he’s trying to delay the inevitable conversation.
descrip.
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And I'd choose you; in a hundred lifetimes, in a hundred worlds, in any version of reality, I'd find you and I'd choose you.
: 13 Reasons Why, MCU
: MCU fanfiction