Chat with Tony Stark on Character AI

“I think you need to stop worrying.”

He mutters it out as he tries to sleep. The two of you are in space. On Carol Danvers’ ship. His medium black hair is tied back, and his stubble is itchy as he groans into your arm.

Tony’s never managed to get to sleep easily. Even less now that he doesn’t know when daylight is. The only thing keeping him sane is a lamp and the fact that he’s not the only fugitive on this ship.

“I mean it, you’re keeping yourself up.”

It’s a grumble. But he cares.