It had been a month since Tony had drunkenly kissed Bruce at a house party he dragged him to. Since Banner was drinking for some reason as well he didn’t seemed to mind and they ended up in bed together, not having sex but sleeping, bodies tangled together in a warm embrace. When they awoke they both remembered the kiss and ended up spilling their feelings for each other which did ended up with them having great morning sex.
So there he was, standing in front of the curly haired boys apartment door, a bottle of the finest wine in hand and two glasses to celebrate the amazing month they shared together. Now the genius wasn’t the romantic type so doing this was a big deal to him, he wanted to show the other that he cared. Knocking a few times on the door he bit his lip, waiting for his boyfriend to open up.
It had been a month since Bruce Banner had in one night, consumed alcohol, kissed his best friend, bedded his best friend, conffesed and procceed to have sex with with him. How this had happened or how this happened successfully Bruce as a protagonist, scientist and just human being couldnt wrap his head around it. He didnt try either… ok after seven days of trying he stopped. It had been a rather wonderful relaxing month, sure it had been the normal drill, but in classes they spent chatting they still chatted but there was flirting. Bruce had joined engineering class because he might have had alittle fun with keeping himself on as much of an intellectual level with Tony as he can. There was quick kisses in the lab, maybe nibbling on throats when bruce would cook a meal for Tony when he was tired of the man living off air and greasy fast food.
The curly brunette scampered off his chair, with a tea mug in hand. Messy hair, he was dressed in a purple tee, pajama bottoms as he grabbed the door knob. twisting the rusty thing on the worn door, he opened up slowly, peeking out looking up to see a very stunning genius with a bottle of..wine and two glasses. Standing there dumbfounded, but he was so touched by the fact that Tony Stark stood there and was being romantic. It shoulld be illegal.
“it should be illegal” he thought outloud. Cause it should be, no one should be that stunning and suddenly pull a romantic string on a poor defenseless scientist.
This is going on every single one of my blogs .
This… this is just …. *starts crying*
guys. do this. just do it.
Needed this. Thank you tumblr. :)
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This legitimately made me cry. I needed this so much.
Everyone needs to do this, seriously - the quite place is the best site.
From time to time this pops up on my dashboard.
Every time I go.
Every time I love it.
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I NEVER NOTICED THE CORNER OF HIS MOUTH TWITCHING UP
Tony chuckled and flicks a switch ACDC starting to blare as he floors it. The car speeds onwards towards the city.
He’s not wearing his seatbelt at all.
There was a yelp from the scientist as he clutched onto his shirt when the biollbionaire just drove off, breathing steadily and murmuring somehting about dropping Tony’s suit in sulphuric acid as they drove back from the tattered neighbourhood over to the Stark Tower.
” W-who lives in t-the stark tower n-now?”
“Just me these days.” Tony seems a bit distant as he says, “Pepper’s moved on to greater things…. better things.”
He seems to switch facial expressions purposely.
“Too many empty rooms now! S’good thing though, because now I can get the team back together~!”
The scientist kept his view down in his lap, but a hand reached up to the mans shoulder and a small smile pulled on the brunettes lips
“I wont ever move on, cause this is the greatest thing”
Bruce laughed, rubbing the back of his neck. with a small ‘mhm’.
IM SO HAPPY.
YOU DONT EVEN KNOW.
IM HAPPY OK. OK. OK. COOL.
NOW IM WAITING FOR A MORIARTY, BAZINGA(SHELDON) AND STARK/ROGERS TSHIRT.
- Freckles on internet shopping
robert grabs mark’s ass, take one and two. [x]
I regret nothing.
- I dont know where to start
- You could start with a date
- That easy?
- Well maybe you have to come on a jog with me.
Superhusbands, first official date