"I've been thinking."
Steve looked up from his book and turned his attention towards the bathroom. The warm air lightly hitting his skin as the air from the shower filled his room. The open door to the bathroom gave him a perfect view over the white sink and the square-shaped mirror. The reflection that could be shown was slowly getting more focused as the warm steam faded second by second. The blond could also see the pale naked back of the younger guy, who was standing and drying his hair with one of Steve's towels.
Tony seemed to be in a better mood after their little walk and had immediately decided to take a warm shower. It must have felt wonderful to scrub off the sweat and guilt that had isolated him for days. His black raven hair was soft and fluffy once again and his skin looked clean and flawless. Steve almost got a little excited when he met Tony's eyes in the bathroom mirror from where he was sitting on the bed.
"Again?" Steve asked teasingly.
"Yeah, you should try it sometime." Tony snapped back, the smirk that Steve hated but loved so much appeared on his lips. "But yeah, I've been thinking that maybe I should try and go back to school. Maybe answer some text from Bruce and shit." Tony said before throwing his towel that had used to dry his hair with on a chair. His naked upper body looking incredibly appealing and Steve had to quickly look down in his book.
"Yeah...probably" The blond agreed casually. Tony raised one of his perfect eyebrows while tilting his head slightly.
"Wow...for once you're agreeing with me." He said before sitting down at the end of the bed, looking at Steve from under those beautifully dark eyelashes. He took in his handsome features with a careful grin, knowing that Steve could feel his gaze.
"What are you reading?" He asked.
The blond gave him a look before returning to the book again, suspiciously chewing his inner cheek. "What do you want?" He asked with a bored voice.
Tony gave him a confused look. "What do you mean?"
"You hate books." Steve pointed out.
"I do not!" Tony protested, only to receive a suspicious look from the blond. "I don't hate them. I just don't-"
"Like them?" Steve teased. Tony rolled his eyes before running his hand through his now dry hair. He was a little puffy around his eyes, and Steve couldn't help but frown at the sight. They had been home for a while now, and none of them had even thought about discussing the little makeout session in the alley. Because none of them cared. It had felt good, so let's not change it.
"Anyway," Steve said and shook himself out of his thoughts, carefully placing a bookmark where his eyes had lost the attention of the story. "I really think you should tell all of them what's been going on."
Tony didn't say anything before he smiled slightly. "I'm pretty sure Barnes has already told half of the school." He said casually. Steve looked at him with a surprised look, his eyebrows tilting upwards.
"What?" He asked.
Tony rolled his eyes. "It's okay Rogers." He said with a little wave of his hand. "I understand if you told him everything."
Steve watched him confused, still not understanding what Tony was talking about. Stark hadn't even spoken to the guy for days, so how could he-.....wait.
"Oh..." Steve said.
"Yeah.."
"Oh! Wait you heard us when he..you know...when he-"
"Literally broke your doorbell and let himself inside." Tony finished with a small smile. "Relax, I only heard the last couple of sentences. But I guess you told him about our little...moments."
Steve quickly realized what he meant.
"Tony, I only told him that you were here. Nothing else." Steve protested quickly. Very aware of the fact that he sounded very nervous. Tony smirked, eyeing Steve's body up and down with his deep brown eyes. Slowly and patiently he crawled up to Steve on the bed, making the blond look at him hesitantly before a small smile grew on his face. Tony smiled back as he placed his hands on either side of Steve's chest, covering the taller boy's body with his own.
"You sure about that?" He asked, their noses almost touching while their eyes stared deep into one another. Steve didn't say anything, his heart starting to beat harder as he felt the smaller guy's breath touch his skin. The raven-haired rolled his eyes at his silence.
"Is it true that you feel good when you kiss me?" He almost whispered.
The corner of Steve's mouth twitched upwards. "You heard that too?"
Tony nodded. "That was about all I heard. And I all needed to hear." He mumbled.
"Oh god, quit that voice already." Steve groaned. Even though he couldn't help but admit that he maybe liked it, a little bit too much.
Tony smirked. "Did you mean it?"
Steve bit his lip, not knowing what else to do but relax his breathing and try to not look so turned on. It didn't work.
"Did you mean it?" Tony asked again, in the same low and incredibly attractive voice.
Steve closed his eyes. "I hate you."
"You love me."
"Shut up." Steve laughed before kissing the one above him, hard. Their eyes closed in pleasure as Steve's arms wrapped around the smaller teen and pulled him closer. Tony smiled before pulling away, their eyes never separating.
"But seriously though." He said. "Is it true?"
Steve only looked at him before pecking his lips again. "Isn't this enough of an answer?" The blond asked before kissing him again. Their warm lips pressing together like they never had been separated.
"I don't know." Tony said between kisses. "Is it?" Steve only hummed before rolling them around in the bed, pressing the smaller guy down in the mattress as Tony wrapped his legs around his waist.
Steve smiled to himself before traveling wet kisses down to Tony's smooth chin, sucking lightly and tracing small kisses against his jaw. Which looked kind of sharp when the raven-haired threw his head back against the pillows.
"Steve Rogers you're going to be the death of me." He mumbled while his hand carefully pulled Steve's golden hair between his fingers.
"I really hope not." Steve answered and travelled his mouth down to the younger guy's neck, carefully kissing it again. Almost like he was made of glass.
Tony groaned. "You can be a little bit rough, you know?"
Steve placed a path of kissed back up to Tony's mouth before carefully brushing their lips together. "What if I don't want to." He said. "What if I want to be careful with you?"
Tony looked from Steve's left eyes to the right one, mouth slightly open, almost like he didn't believe him. "Then you're the first one.."
That broke Steve's heart and he immediately hugged Tony tighter. He buried his head into his shoulder while reaching for Tony's hand and gripped hit gently. Steve didn't say anything, he just held him and listened to his slightly unsteady breathing. Knowing that the genius's thoughts had come back by the way he was slowly tightening his arms around Steve's body. Those thoughts that had hunted him for days.
"I'm sorry, for being such an ass to you at the beginning." Tony said, slowly stroking Steve's muscular back.
"I wasn't any better." Steve answered with a little smile, before it slowly faded. "I said so many things to you, and I spoke so much shit about you and..your dad." Steve suddenly realized that everything he had said behind Tony's back about probably being a problematic son.
"I'm so fucking stupid." He whispered to himself before slowly closing his eyes.
"It's okay." Tony said comfortingly.
Steve inhaled and exhaled a few times. "Are you sure you're ready to go back to school?"
"I've been laying in bed for about four days. I think it's time to stop being a pussy and get my life together." Tony mumbled into Steve's chest, burying his face closer to his body.
"You sure? I mean you don't have to-"
"Steve," Tony said. "How many times have I done what you've told me?" He asked.
"None."
"Exactly. So don't try to stop me."
Steve chuckled, pressing his nose into Tony's hair. It smelled like roses, and was incredibly soft. Steve stayed like that for a very long time, listening to Tony's steady breaths, before sleep eventually took over him and he fell asleep with Tony's body close to his.
*******
A few hours later
"This better be fucking important Steve. I have other things to do." Clint groaned as Steve sat down at the table where Nat, Bruce, Rhodey, and Clint were sitting. They had all been called to the small cafeteria in the middle of the city, where they usually sat when they didn't want to go to the park.
Natasha gave her irritated friend a look before turning to Steve, all of them a little confused by Steve's sudden announcement on a Sunday evening.
"What are we doing here?" The redhead asked. "You look like you've decided something really stupid. I haven't seen you this excited for days." She said dryly and placed her feet on the table, earning an angry look from one of the waitresses that passed them by.
Steve only smiled. "You'll see soon." He said casually, making Bruce raise an eyebrow.
"I'm seriously getting worried. Why aren't Sam and Bucky here?" The brunette asked and looked around himself, almost like he thought they would appear from out of nowhere.
Natasha watched him hesitantly before quickly looking away.
"What do you think will happen?" Steve laughed. "I'm not gonna kill you or anything."
"You never know." Rhodes said with a smile on his lips before taking a sip from his coke. Steve only shook his head and shifted in his seat, a little too excited.
"Stop smirking like that, you remind me of Stark." Clint said and wrinkled his eyebrows at Steve's endless grimace. Suddenly a voice could be heard from behind them.
"I'll take that as a good thing." Tony said as he appeared from the bar, carrying two glasses of ice coffe (Steve's choice) with a hesitant smile.
Rhodes almost spit out his soda when his eyes caught his friend in front of him. Clint spun around on his chair faster than a propel, making Tony bit his lip to prevent a laugh from escaping. The looks his friends gave him made a nervous feeling grow inside of him and he looked at Steve with hesitant eyes. Steve gave him an assuring nod, letting Tony's friends take in his appearance.
After a few seconds, Clint's shocked expression faded and the corner of his mouth twitched upwards. "You little shit! Where the hell have you been?" He asked, a hint of anger and relief in his voice.
Finally Rhodes also recovered from his shock. "Yeah we literally thought you were dead or something!
"Sorry." Tony said jokingly while taking a relieved breath. Not knowing what kind of reaction he had hoped for. He gave Steve the glass in his left hand before making a move to sit down next to him, only to feel a look sharp as knives cut into his cheek. His gaze turned to the side and met the angry eyes of Natasha Romanoff. She still had her feet on the table and lip stuck between her teeth as she looked at Tony with eyes that could kill.
The genius looked at Steve quickly before returning to Natasha's eyes. "Um..hi Nat?"
That seemed to wake her up and the redhead pulled her legs back with such a force that the table shook from the sudden movement. "You fucking asshole!" She said loud and clear before kicking Tony in the shoulder.
"Ow! What the- Nat!" He whispered yelled while covering the bruise the kick had created on his arm. Clint was holding himself from laughing and Rhodes only looked at her with surprised eyes. Bruce didn't say anything. The only thing he had done so far was smiling brightly at his best friend who had finally shown signs of life.
"You better explained yourself right now!" She demanded, knowing that she probably sounded annoying as hell, and she wanted to throw up at her own behavior.
"Okay, okay! I will, jeez.." Tony groaned while blocking another kick from his female friend. Steve shook his head while taking an innocent sip from his ice coffee, already decided that he was not going to participate in this conversation anymore.
After a very long explanation with a lot of interruptions, Tony finally took a sip from his ice coffee and leaned back in his chair. His eyes focused on the liquid in the glass, not on the worried looks he got from his friends.
"Wow.." Bruce said before clearing his throat. Trying to prevent his voice from breaking. It didn't work. "I can't believe..any of this."
Natasha nodded slowly. "Yeah, Tony I'm- I'm so sorry. Your mother was such a nice woman." She said, Tony looked away, trying to keep himself together. Maybe it wasn't such a good idea to tell them, the pain was still fresh.
"I knew there was something up with you, I mean all of us can see that you're..you know..not yourself." Rhodes stuttered, trying to take the news in.
Tony snorted, a small smile appearing on his face. "I know I know...I look like shit." He said, making all of them smile at him a little.
"Meh....I've seen you in worse conditions. At least now you've showered." Steve said while swallowing down the last drops of the cold liquid in his glass. Tony rolled his eyes at him.
Natasha looked from Steve to Tony a couple of times, biting her lip. "So... do Barnes and Wilson know?"
Steve and Tony looked at each other before Steve spoke up. " Bucky had already suspected that Tony was staying with me, so I decided to tell him the truth through text, Tony wasn't comfortable to tell him everything so it was better that way."
"And Sam?" Rhodes asked.
Steve gave him a look. "Trust me, If Bucky knows, Sam will find out sooner or later." He said.
"True." Natasha chuckled.
"Speaking of Barnes." Clint suddenly said, saving Tony by changing the subject. "Are you two going to the party together?" He asked and turned to Natasha who looked slightly uncomfortable.
Tony looked at him with a raised eyebrow. "Party?"
"The party the school has made us plan for over a month by now." Bruce explained, reminding Tony of the little decoration project he had completely forgotten.
"So?" Clint asked, not letting Natasha get away so fast. "Are you going? He must have asked you out yet."
The redhead carefully played with the zipper of her leather jacket. "No. We're not." She responded with a toxic voice.
"I thought you two were a thing?" Bruce said.
Natasha only shrugged. "Nah, I think we're just friends."
"Whatever you say." Steve mumbled while pretending to be extremely distracted by the remaining ice cubes in his glass.
Natasha chuckled sarcastically. "Oh really Rogers? Well who are you going to the party with?" She asked challenging.
Steve looked up a little too quickly before returning to his endless staring at his ice cubes.
Natasha hummed. "That's what I thought."
"Oh please Nat." Clint said with an overdramatic voice. "We all know that he's going with Stark, aren't you boys?" He teased while wiggling his eyebrows at them, making Natasha nod her head excessively, while Rhodes and Bruce laughed quietly. Tony gave Steve an innocent look before turning away with clueless eyes, pretending to see something very interesting outside the window.
"Very funny Clint." Steve mumbled, already coming up with some sneaky comeback to change the subject, but something stopped him. He didn't know why, but his eyes always ended up traveling to the one beside him. He knew that Tony wasn't used to keeping his relationships a secret. At least not in front of his friends. Now he was sitting there. Turned away from the conversation and biting his lips together to keep himself quiet.
Steve sighed before smiling a little. "Actually," he said. Interrupting his friend's conversation. "I think I-we...should tell you something."
Rhodes raised one eyebrow. "What's up?"
Each one of his friends looked both confused and concerned. Even Tony, who was now sitting in his same nonchalant position but with his eyes on Steve.
The blond took a quick peek over his shoulder, like he was checking if someone he knew was around. It seemed pretty safe. So with a small breath, he slowly moved his hand and placed it on top of Tony's and intertwined their fingers on the table.
Everyone around the table looked at them with wide and surprised expressions on their faces, together with Tony, who looked like his eyes were going to pop out of his head.
"Steve." He said quietly. "You know we're in public, right?"
Steve only ignored him. Too occupied with watching the rest of his friends' reactions. They all seemed slightly shocked. Bruce and Rhodes exchanged a few incredibly questioning looks while Natasha was smiling like a madman. Clint just looked completely gone.
"I knew it." Natasha said, making Steve smile back at her with respectful eyes. "I fucking knew it! You two have been fucking around for more than a month! Of course you're in love!"
"I wouldn't say in love." Tony quickly said. "I mean...we just started da-wait what have we started?" He asked hesitantly and turned the question to Steve.
Clint smirked. "Fucking?"
Steve opened his mouth to reply, but Tony was faster. "That and many other things."
"Tony!"
"What?"
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Took ages to update...as per usual.
Had a test. Needed to practice. School.
You get it.
See you soon hopefully! And get ready, this story is now getting a little bit more interesting.