Uni, Beer and Science

Realization.

A/N: I totally fan-ed out at writing this :D I have so many ideas of where this can go :3

A week later, I was spell-checking Clint's latest essay attempt when Tony smashed open the door and went straight into my bedroom. I didn't get a look at his face, but he had been getting back to his old self. True, he still needed me to fall asleep, but I wasn't about to change that. "Hang on Clint," I said. I opened the door and Tony was crying into a pillow. 

"Hey, what's wrong?" I asked him, hugging him tightly. "Has Steve been talking to you again? What's up?" He sat up and wiped his eyes. "I've been kicked off of my engineering course. I have the rest of term to leave campus." I held his head to my chest and comforted him as he started to cry again. "Is there nothing you can do to prove you'll get back on track? I thought your essay would have improved your grade or something?"

He shook his head. "I forgot to hand it in. I even forgot to go to the last few lectures. I just, I can't think straight." I sighed and held him tighter. "I'm going to sort this out, just you wait. There's just a couple of weeks left until the end of my course. You can stay here with me and Clint, and I'l sort you, us, out." I kissed him on the forehead and lay down on the bed with him. "Thank you," he mumbled, holding my hand tightly. "I don't deserve you." 

I giggled and stroked his hair, kissing his neck. "Why's that?" Part of me didn't want to know because I'm terrible at taking compliments, but the other half of me is too curious to let it go. He rolled over and looked up at me, his face deadly serious. "Because you're perfect. Your adorable, loving, and you'd do anything to make me happy. If I thought I was good enough for you I-" he paused and looked away from me.

I pulled at his arm. "Have I ever said you weren't good enough for me? If I didn't want you to be with me, I wouldn't have helped with your work. I wouldn't have held you whilst you slept." His bottom lip started to tremble. "But. You could meet someone else. You could have so much more than-" I held his head in my hands and kissed him passionately. Only when I ran out of breath did I pull away. "Don't ever say that again." Thoughts littered my mind of what to say next. Then it hit me: there was only one thing left to say.

"I love you."

He kissed me back, pulling me on top of him. 

"I love you too."