[ it actually surprises tony a little, steve's enthusiasm leading him so far as to almost take a kiss. it actually sparks something nervous and intrigued in him, like when you hear someone you like has a crush on you. not that he likes steve or is interested in something like that, it's just-- he didn't expect it. that's all. he half wonders what else steve is up for (he's seen his body alright, it's not like he's not a horny teenager) when he glances over to him.
he just doesn't get you, rogers. you seem so much one way and then you dive the other. he humors the thought that maybe the captain of the team isn't such a stuck up moral touting prude but that seems pretty laughable. he wonders what he's thinking when he curls in close, how far he plans to take this joke. no one's paying attention anymore and tony's feeling bold and impulsive, slides his hand from under steve's to snag his chin and turn his face enough that he could catch his mouth in a chaste but challenging kiss. like you started this, i'm ending it.
the bell clichely rings then and he breaks with a smile, pushing the egg toward him. ]
Be gentle with Rhodey, babe.
[ and then he's gone, away in the crowd.
it haunts him all day, the way steve's lips feel, the thought of what steve thought about it and he obsesses quietly all through lunch about what steve's doing, where he is, who he's with to the point he hassles his number from a cheerleader, texts him as casually as possible, ]
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he just doesn't get you, rogers. you seem so much one way and then you dive the other. he humors the thought that maybe the captain of the team isn't such a stuck up moral touting prude but that seems pretty laughable. he wonders what he's thinking when he curls in close, how far he plans to take this joke. no one's paying attention anymore and tony's feeling bold and impulsive, slides his hand from under steve's to snag his chin and turn his face enough that he could catch his mouth in a chaste but challenging kiss. like you started this, i'm ending it.
the bell clichely rings then and he breaks with a smile, pushing the egg toward him. ]
Be gentle with Rhodey, babe.
[ and then he's gone, away in the crowd.
it haunts him all day, the way steve's lips feel, the thought of what steve thought about it and he obsesses quietly all through lunch about what steve's doing, where he is, who he's with to the point he hassles his number from a cheerleader, texts him as casually as possible, ]
how's rhodes? im having separation anxiety...
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