Well this could be awkward.

[arrogantalloy]

WHO: Tony and Bruce
TONE: Hurt, comfort, most likely anger.
RATING: PG
WHEN: Backdated to the 18th
WHERE: Ravenclaw Dorm
WHAT: Tony managed to get himself punched in the face, by Sherlock. And Bruce he going to come across him.
STATUS: Ongoing

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Tony continues to sit on the floor. Sherlock quietly stormed off maybe about an hour or so ago, could have been more or less honestly. Tony had stopped paying attention to time, he was too busy going over the conversation in his head, while absently cupping his jaw where Sherlock's fist solidly connected.

He knew it ended in his fault, but he also knew that while he also started it, Sherlock had provoked him in places too. So this time at least he could easily say it wasn't just his fault.

After a little while longer, Tony just let himself drop back onto the floor and stared up at the roof. He contemplates going to find Sherlock, maybe he should try and apologise after all. Wait, no, not yet. Tony might not be wound up about it any more, but Tony's noticed Sherlock tends to hold onto things. His licks his lips contemplatively then winces, his jaw starting to really throb now. Which causes Tony to sit up suddenly to start searching for a mirror, he's sure that it's already started to bruise, but he wants to make sure before sneaking off to the hospital so he can hide it. 

Which for him is a big change.

Comments

[greenmoonrising]

"You'd rather detention with professor Donoghue?"

[arrogantalloy]

"Yeah, I think it's the detention part I'm mostly taking issue with here."

He pulls the ice away a little, as he's feeling his face start to go numb.

[greenmoonrising]

Bruce reached up to poke at Tony's jaw gently. "How's that feel?"

[arrogantalloy]

He tilts his jaw up for Bruce.

"Feel's like you're poking my numb jaw."

He grins a little at this.

[greenmoonrising]

Rolling his eyes, Bruce got up. "Whatever. I'm gonna go take a shower, I'll see you later."

[arrogantalloy]

"Wait, really?"

Tony answered without thinking. Admittedly he really didn't want Bruce to go, but he really had no reason to keep him in the room. Then as if he had never spoke or sounded a little deflated when he had spoke, Tony stands.

"Uh, yeah. See you tonight."

And he heads to the end of his bed and starts to rummage around in his trunk.

[greenmoonrising]

Bruce smiled and ruffled Tony's hair. "Don't do anything stupid for the next fifteen minutes, think you can manage that?" he asked with amusement, turning away to get his towel and toiletries.

[arrogantalloy]

"Hey, even I can stay out of trouble for 15 minutes."

He frowns at him as he fixes up his hair, and watches him collect his things.

[greenmoonrising]

"Liar."

Winking, Bruce snorted and turned away, leaving the room.

[arrogantalloy]

Tony gives him a a smile almost like that of a praised puppy. Then shakes his head upon realising what he was doing, and heads for his bed. Flopping onto it and throws his legs over the engine looking a little uncomfortable, but he doesn't shift. Putting the ice back to his chin.

"Pull it together, Stark."