“Why not you?” He tilted his head a little with a soft frown.
“Yeah
if you want to. I was hoping you would but I get it if you don’t.” He
ran a hand through his hair a little and chewed on his lip. “I was
hoping we kinda could now.”“Uh – um, yes, sir, sure,” Carlos said. “We can go now. I’m… I’m at a stopping point here anyway.” He turned and quickly saved the changes on the design he was working on before closing it up.
“You want to get changed? Maybe borrow some more casual clothes of mine? I’m sure they would fit.” He smiled softly to the other and stepped back to let him get out of where he was sitting.
Carlos chuckled – not because it was funny, but to him the idea seemed ridiculous. Borrowing Tony Stark’s clothes? Who did that?
“I’ve got a flannel in my locker I can trade out for my labcoat,” he told his boss as he stood up. He pushed the chair back in and rolled his shoulder to get any kinks he had out of his back.
The Perfect Scientist 