"They delivered it this morning." He can't remember the last time he felt this full up and hollow all at once. Not even his Parents death, not even the conflicting roil of emotions at the empty casket buried for Obie, the turmoil of watching Aunt Peg's funeral from the outside rather than sitting in the church. "Same as any other gift box. Lid came up and I smelled that perfume- you know the one?"

Trying to impress her by remembering her Birthday (Jarvis remembered). Trying to show he cared by doing the groundwork himself because it was Her Birthday and they were finally Together and that meant something, he couldn't just let her buy herself a gift or have an assistant handle it. Tony fucking Stark braved a mall, wandered into a department store and spent an hour describing Pepper to a poor makeup counter girl before taking the most expensive bottle she'd shoved at him. Sandalwood and Jasmine, A little bit of lily- he didn't know what fit.

And she's worn it forever since.

"And it's- it was full of ashes. And this." The ring he bought years ago, after he'd gotten back from Afghanistan. When he knew she was it. The ring Happy carried for him for years.