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(Anonymous) 2011-05-07 12:40 am (UTC)(link)The thing is, Tony had always been a flirt and Steve did find him attractive. Yes. He had had some trouble at first dealing with the unnatural wants and feelings, blaming his disastrous relationship with Janet, blaming modern society and all of their media homosexual pandering content; and then you had artists and actors coming ‘out of the closet', as they said nowadays, all of the time. The truth, however, remained the same: Steve had often found men attractive even before waking up in this future time, even before the army, and he found Tony Stark quite attractive. The man had a certain charm you just couldn't ignore. No matter how much you tried.
After Natasha's betrayal Tony's flirtations had become more blatant, subtlety almost forgotten and Steve, having made peace with himself, accepting that he cared for Stark more than he did for anyone else other than Gail and Bucky, had responded.
But Tony hadn't wanted a relationship. He had left Stark half clothed and indignantly shouting about blue balls alone in his ridiculously big room to think about it. The next days were met with Tony not so offhandedly commenting about the marvels of casual sex and one night stands. His e-mail, if he ever read it, was spammed with mails linking to articles on the ‘pros of going casual' and statistics on the popularity of casual sex versus committed relationships. The flirting was so obvious everybody had already noticed something was going on and he might have cared about it before but not these days, when it wasn't illegal anymore.
Gregory started courting him shortly after every Ultimate had started rolling their eyes and groaning whenever Tony and Steve happened to be in the same room.
Gregory was a gentleman, the perfect man. He had taken Steve to the best New York had to offer, was attentive, he never used words Steve didn't know and when he did he explained them to him, he didn't talk about complicated technology and though he liked to brag he wasn't a total jerk. He seemed to reserve the worst of his behavior for his twin.
Yes, Gregory was what Gail would call ‘dreamy', a real ‘Prince Charming'. And he was a complete fake, unlike Tony. Both of them were narcissistic assholes, the difference being that Tony didn't bother to pretend otherwise. Just like he didn't pretend not to be stalking them. He had been openly spying and glaring at them at each and every one of their dates. Just like he was doing tonight. Sitting across the room, right leg thrown over his left one, arms crossed, a disapproving frown on his face.
“Don't mind him, darling,” drawled Gregory, wine glass in hand, glaring back at Tony.
At best, this date would end up like most of them did: with the twins making a colossal scene. It often started with Tony approaching the couple –like he was doing now- and then a snark contest would begin. It only got worse from then on. At worst, well, at worst he would have to bail the Starks from jail with the aid of their personal assistants who also seemed to have a feud of their own.
“Do you have any idea of how embarrassed for you are you making me feel, little brother?”
Here we go, thought Steve.
Tony, however, ignored his twin and looked straight at Steve. He looked pissed.
“Okay, you win, Captain,” the words were practically spat at him, “I, after Natasha, I didn't think commitment was something I would find comfortable giving a second try. I hope you find your victory as sweet as I find my loss most bitter,” he drank the last sip of whatever had been in his glass, something that must have been pretty strong, considering Steve could smell the alcohol from the distance.
“Excuse me?” asked Steve. He knew he was smiling. He couldn't help it; he loved when his plans worked.
“I say, let's give it a try. I rather have you turn on me and shot me than losing you to my asshole of a brother.”
“I would never do that.”
“Wait a minute you two!”
“So you say, but let's see you stand by it after spending a whole weekend with yours truly as your only company in a Caribbean cruise.” Tony threw two tickets on the table.
“And you think Steve would--“ the outraged voice made Steve remember his supposed date with Gregory Stark.
“I'm sorry Gregory,” apologized Steve, “you are pretty nice and all but you just aren't Tony Stark,” he took the tickets and stood up, “I had an enjoyable time, though. Thanks.”
Steve cradled Tony's arm and both left the restaurant with an enraged Gregory gaping at them.
Tony wore the smug smile thorough the entire cruise.
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