23 for the Intimacy prompts: wearing someone’s clothing (Ironstrange) 💛
Thank you for the ask, @chocopiggy 💛
This was a really cute prompt to write. I hope you like it!
ironstrange, fluff, with just a tiny bit a smut if you're squint (because I'm still me)
It doesn’t dawn on him until the morning.
When they flirt and laugh over drinks during that stupid gala thing (okay, not a gala, it’s a celebration, the one-year anniversary after the battle against Thanos, but Tony couldn’t care less, he just wants to forget this thing forever and live in peace in his cabin by the lake. Which is not happening, anytime soon. Anyway!) When they flirt and laugh over drinks, he doesn’t realize.
When Pepper give them a very suggestive look, he doesn’t realize.
When Rhodey and Sam make fun of them and asks them to get a room, he doesn’t realize. But he does get a room (Stephen portals them into Tony’s room, and that’s kinda hot).
When they tumble on the bed, lose all their clothes (again, thanks to Stephen’s magic, and damn that’s even hotter), and make a mess of the sheets, he still doesn’t realize.
When they fill the room with grunts of desire, and messy noises of pleasure, he doesn’t realize.
When they fall asleep in each other arms, naked and satiated, he doesn’t realize.
It’s only when Stephen comes into the kitchen in the morning, hair all ruffled from sleep, a Black Sabbath t-shirt on (it’s Tony’s shirt, no doubt about that, he can see where the light of the arc reactor faded the colors at the front), and shorts that hug him in all the right places. That’s when Tony realizes. His heart makes a weird thing in his chest (usually not a good sign with his poor heart condition, but right now, he finally realizes it might be a good thing).
More importantly, he finally knows he wants Stephen in his life. Permanently.
“Morning,” Stephen mumbles.
“Good morning, sweet cheeks.”
He hands Stephen the cup of tea he poured for him, and slides closer. He wraps an arm around Stephen’s waist. Stephen just sips his tea, relaxing into Tony’s embrace.
“So, we’re wearing each other’s clothes, now?” Tony asks, maybe a bit too tenderly.
Stephen looks at the shirt, and tries to repress a smirk.
“Is that a problem, douchebag?”
“Absolutely not, asshole.”
Those nicknames truly are ridiculous when they look at each other with such sappy smiles, when Stephen is wearing Tony’s shirt, and when Tony is proudly displaying the hickey Stephen left on his neck that night.
“So, does that mean we are boyfriend and boyfriend, now?” Tony asks, pretending really hard not to care when in fact, his heart is racing.
How could he not realize sooner? That they had been basically acting like an old married couple for months now? That what he thought was a series of very good (very very good) one-night-stands with the same man, over and over again because he couldn’t stop getting back to him, was them developing this weird relationship?
How could he not realize that he wanted Stephen, not just for sex, not just for work, not just as a powerful ally, but as his boyfriend?
Maybe he’s a bit old to have a boyfriend.
“Took you long enough,” Stephen says.
This time, he’s definitely smirking.
And Tony does. With a kiss. On his new boyfriend’s lips.
Yeah, maybe he’s too old to have a boyfriend. But damn, this feels just right. And all thanks to a t-shirt.
From this prompt list, if anyone wants to send another one in my ask box 💜
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