Dinner that night was awkward to say the least. You could feel Steve's eyes on you as you relaxed in your chair, your hair messier than what he saw earlier. Tony sat a few seats down, quietly piling pasta in his mouth. His hair was no longer perfectly slicked back and his lips still bright red from when you were kissing him.
Everyone was talking except you, Tony, and Steve. You shifted uncomfortably as you saw Steve's gaze shift down the table to Tony. Tony felt Steve's eyes on him and decided he was going to leave. He stood up, shoving one last bite into his mouth and mumbled to anyone who cared, "I'm going to the lab, I have shit to do," and he waltzed away.
After everyone finished dinner, you tried to quietly put your dish in the sink and sneak off but Steve grabbed your arm.
"Oh, hey, what's up, Steve?" you tried to ask cooly.
"Just wanted to make sure you were okay." His eyes searched your own to try and read your expression but failed.
"Yeah? Why wouldn't I be?"
He shifted uncomfortably, his hand rubbing the back of his neck before he spoke, "Noticed some, uhm... marks..." he gestured towards your chest and you looked down, realizing the love bites Tony left you earlier were fully visible.
You abruptly pulled up your tank top and stuttered, "Oh- Oh- yeah, ya know' how crazy parties can get! Was at a rager last night and might have been wasted and hooked up with some frat boy, no biggie!"
Steve didn't looked convinced but you turned around anyways and basically ran down the hall to your room before he could say another word. After all, he wasn't your dad, you didn't have to explain yourself to him, or anyone.
When you turned around, out of breath, you saw Peter already sitting on your bed.
"Hey, you ever confront Tony?" Peter asked, sitting back on your bed as you sat next to him.
"Oh, no. I think it was all in my head." You mumbled.
"I could have told you that." Peter laughed.
*
Steve knew something was up. He might not be as smart as Tony but he wasn't completely oblivious. He made his way down to Tony's lab after talking to you. The way you ran off and how you words came out stuttered led him to believe you were lying to him.
As he opened the door he saw Tony hunched over his computer, furiously typing away.
"Hey," Steve called out to him, looking around at all the gadgets as he made his way over to Tony's desk.
Tony continued typing and didn't look up, "I'm a little busy here, Cap."
Steve was now standing right behind Tony's chair, "I think we need to talk, now." His voice was stern and slightly aggressive. Tony took a breath, knowing what this might be about and spun around in his chair, now looking up at Steve.
"Well..." Tony said, crossing his arms impatiently.
"Are you messing around with Y/N?"
"Wow, you really don't beat around the bush," Tony remarked.
"This isn't a joke, Stark. Answer the question." Steve's face was tensing up as he continued to lock eyes with Tony. Steve always felt responsible for you. He was the one who found you and got you to join the Avengers. He was by your side when you were hurt and was always there to talk to. He was someone you knew you could always trust, and even though you were close with Peter, you always found yourself connecting with Steve the most.
"What? God no.." Tony said defensively, now standing up, his face in line with Steve's.
"Tony, I don't have time for you to come up with some excuse, so let me rephrase," He took a moment, "I know you're messing around with Y/N and I need you to cut it out." His voice was deep and growing more angry by the second.
Tony shook his head and placed his arms behind his back as he walked over by the window looking out into the streets. "Even if I was with her, why would it matter?"
Steve's hand came up and rested on his forehead out of frustration, "Oh, I don't know, let me think. Maybe because she's a child?!" He shouted out.
"She's not a child, Cap." Tony yelled back, spinning around, "She's an adult and she is free to make her own choices in life."
"Not when they involve you manipulating her!"
The room was growing increasingly tense, the shouting was certain to be heard by others in the tower since Steve forgot to close the door.
"What? M-Manipulating her?!" Tony could barely fathom what he was being accused of. "You really think I'm fucking manipulating her?" His fists clenched into balls.
Footsteps came stomping down the steps revealing Wilson, you, and Peter.
"Hey, guys, cool it!" Wilson tried coaxing them down, rushing in between them.
"You wanna take this outside, Cap?" Tony sneered. His eyes shifted to you and he quickly felt his hands relax again.
"Guys, guys! Seriously, you need to separate and take a minute." Wilson insisted, his hands on Tony's and Steve's shoulders.
Steve turned around in frustration and started pacing. Tony pulled away from Sam's grip and moved his way past you and up the stairs.
"I'm going to follow him," you said to Peter and followed Tony's path.
Peter and Sam stood next to each other in confusion, "What just happened?" Peter asked. Steve slammed his fist on the table next to him leaving a slight dent.
*
"What happened in there?" You asked.
"Nothing but Steve being a psychotic, overprotective grandfather."
You cocked an eyebrow as Tony pulled you outside and to one of his cars that was running and already waiting out front for him.
"Did he confront you about... us?" You asked timidly. He opened the passenger side door and you got in then quickly made his way around the car and got in on his side.
"Because he confronted me earlier." You added. He began driving down the road and looked over at you. "What did he say?" Tony asked.
"Oh, well he just noticed all the hickies you left me earlier and got suspicious." You giggled slightly and Tony smirked. "So is that what you were fighting about?" You asked again.
Tony nodded his head, his eyes now focused on the road.
"Okay.... well, where are we going?"
"I just needed to cool off. Caps' been pissing me off lately and this was crossing the line. Telling me who I can and can't date," his free hand was making gestures as he spoke mockingly.
"So... we're dating?" You asked slyly. Tony felt himself calming down and cracking another smirk, "I suppose we sorta are. If you considered hooking up in secrecy dating, then definitely."
You smiled as Tony continued down the dark road. You felt your phone vibrate in your pocked and you pulled it out, the screen illuminating your face.
'Where'd you go?' It was from Peter. You quickly typed back, 'Went with Stark for a drive to help him cool down. Will be home later.'
You slid your phone back in your pocket and Tony pulled over to the side of the road. You were on the edge of a cliff that overlooked the city below. The buildings were lit up like little stars, illuminating the darkness. "Wow." you breathed out.
Tony's eyes were locked on you as you marveled at your view. "I come here sometimes when I have a nightmare or can't figure something out. It's beautiful, isn't it?" he asked, still watching your face as you took in your surroundings.
You looked over at him and reciprocated his smile. He slowly leaned in and placed a sweet and passionate kiss on your lips. He lingered for a moment before pulling away.
"So.." you started, "what are we going to do about Steve?"
He thought for a moment before reaching over and pulling your body onto his so you sat on his lap in the drivers seat, "Who cares. I'll deal with grandpa later, right now I just want to sit with you and enjoy the peace."
You wrapped an arm around his neck as his thumbs rubbed circles on your exposed thighs. It was late and you were getting tired so you snuggled him closer and rested your head on his chest. You could hear his heartbeat and breathing as you sat there together, your eyes slowly closing in the safety of Tony's arms.