just because its june! June! JUNE!

9. 5 times, 1 time (hugging)

Five times Stephen hugged Tony, and the one time Tony hugged Stephen because that's just cute.

Enjoy :)

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Tony Stark was not having a good day.

He didn't get much sleep the night before (once Pepper forced him into his room and shut off his lab) from nightmares that continuously woke him up and when he finally did fall asleep, Steve Rodgers just had to wake him up at five in the morning for an early morning training session. Then, the coffee machine broke, Tony was mauled by fans when he tried to get coffee from the nearest Starbucks, missed a meeting with Fury, got yelled at by both Pepper and Fury, and to top it all off, his chest was hurting from the Arc Reactor. Appearently, the universe hated him for some reason and decided that today was one of those rare days when the reactor hurt more than normal and the pain meds were no where to be found.

So yes, Tony Stark was not having a good day.

Until his crush, Stephen Strange, walked into the compound, red cape and all, took one look at Tony (who both looked and felt like he was going to burst into tears at any second) and asked in the gentlest, kindest voice Tony had ever heard him use, "Do... Do you need a hug?"

Tony nodded and Stephen crossed the room, hesitantly opening his arms. The genius all but threw himself into the sorcerer's arms, sobbing.

Stephen, suprisingly empathetic, calmed him down and suggested they go out for coffee. Upon hearing Tony's concern of paparazzi, he ordered takeout coffee. Then, they went on a walk around the city, found a secluded park bench, and Stephen let Tony rant about how horrendously horrible his day had been going. Stephen nodded along and told him it was going to be okay.

They hugged again, Tony thanked Stephen (albeit slightly teary) and Stephen leaned forward and pressed his soft, cupid bow's lips to Tony's rough, slightly chapped ones.

Tony's mind went blanck, except for three things. One, Stephen Strange, his crush, was kissing him. Two, Stephen Strange was a really good kisser (his lips tasted like black tea, caramel macchiato, and various herbs, too). And three, maybe Tony's day wasn't so bad after all.

2

Tony let out a hiss of pain when he tried to move his shoulder. Dislocated, probably. He had been working in his lab when Dumb-E had rolled past his legs, chirping cheerfully, and somehow managed to trip Tony. The billionaire fell, dropped his box of tools, tried to stop his fall by grabbing the edge of an appliance (which, spoiler alert, didn't work) wrenched his shoulder out of its socket, and fell. Face first into a thousand different sharp and pointy things ranging from nails and screws, to needle nose pliers and flathead screwdrivers.

Currently, he was sitting in the middle of his lab, nursing a dislocated left shoulder, various cuts and scrapes on his face, upper arms, and chest, all with Dumb-E beeping apologetically in the background, holding a fire extinguisher.

"Not now, Dumb-E!" Tony growled, struggling to get up. He should probably go to a doctor. The only problem was that Bruce was off world with Thor, Dr. Cho would lecture him about his safety (he really didn't want to have that conversation today), the genius didn't have an ounce of medical knowledge aside from 'stick on a band-aid, swallow some painkillers, and deal with it, ironically, and Tony Stark would rather die before he'd step foot in an actual hospital. That left one person he knew to fix him up.

Dr. Stephen Strange.

Groaning in despair, Tony fired up the Iron Man suit and slipped in, wincing at the pain it caused his shoulder. Off to see the wizard.