Metal Heart, Pure Love

Tony's Birthday Party

A/N: I haven't updated for a couple of days so here's a nice long chapter for all you lovely people :) Remember to comment below! Thanks to @demididdy for continuing the support on my writing.

I woke up extra early to get Tony's last few presents hidden around the flat. It took me about an hour before everything was finished, and another hour on top of that before Tony woke up and realised I wasn't in bed like a normal Saturday morning. "Bruce? What on earth are you doing?" He wiped his eyes and he stumbled into the living room. "Please say you've got some money left over?" He mumbled. Up against our usual bare wall, was a box-shaped present. "Well open it then?" I laughed.

He knelt beside the present and carefully opened it, one flap at a time. It was so cute how he opened his presents, no matter how big or how small. When he saw the dark grey box inside, he let out a squeal. "You got us a TV?" Tony removed all of the wrapping paper and stared in awe. "How did we even afford this?" He whispered. I laughed and pulled him backwards so he was lent against me. "You forget that I've been saving up for ages to get you a ring, and then I got the job at SHIELD." I kissed him on the forehead and he smiled up at me.

"How long were you saving to buy me a ring Brucy?" I laughed slightly and stroked his head. "Totally not an entire year," I muttered. Tony sat up, his jaw wide open. "You waited a year to propose?" I nodded my head slowly. That was what I'd just said. "Why bother? If I'd known you wanted to get married, I would have proposed to you. Well." He tailed off, and his cheeks looked slightly pinker than usual. "Is the formidable Tony Stark embarrassed?" I was shocked and tried not to giggle at Tony's reddened face. 

"Right, ok." He said. "Do you remember back in Uni when I'd got back from Steve's and I asked you just to be with me?" He was felt genuinely awkward telling me this. At the same time as feeling bad for him, it was nice to hear him talk like this. "Then I said I didn't deserve you." I nodded my head again. "I remember." 

"Right, and then you insisted you did deserve me and then I said if I thought I deserved a man as perfect as you," I was nodding as I remembered what had happened. "Then you stopped talking," I said. Tony flushed a darker red. "I was going to say that if I honestly thought I deserved you, I'd marry you." Now it was my turn to look like a cherry tomato and I pulled him close to me. "Oh you silly, stupid fool. I don't care what you think about if you deserve me or whatever, I love you so much."

He pulled away from me and just smiled. I felt like crying as he didn't kiss me, but kept looking at me. Neither of us said a word; we didn't want to ruin the beautiful silence. "I love you too." Tony said, kissing my lightly on the cheek. "Now what have you got planned for my birthday party?"

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By late afternoon, all of our friends had arrived in our tiny flat to celebrate Tony turning 26. There was Clint, Nat, Bucky and even Steve. Some of Tony's high school friends had come. "I've no idea how you managed to get Rhodes, Thor and Pepper at the same event, but then your magical." He said, grinning. I'd actually just logged into his Facebook account and messaged them, but I guessed he knew that already considering his technological know-how. 

"So," Pepper said, holding her beer bottle like it was dirty. "How did you and Tony become," She paused to find the word. Luckily, Thor found it for her. "You mean how did Bruce end up getting engaged to Tony bearing in mind you were Tony's girlfriend for three years?" Thor didn't really understand what he said sometimes, and Pepper was quite clearly upset now. "Dude, not cool," Rhodes mumbled. Thor shrugged his shoulders and went into the next room, presumably to find Tony. 

"Sorry Pepper." I said. "Tony found me whilst drunk at Uni. Then we became friends and one thing lead to another." She didn't seem impressed nor convinced at my story, but luckily Clint saved me. "Bruce!" He called. "Nat wants to see you, except she can't move too much, ya know." I nodded and handed him a beer from the fridge. Nat was coming up to nine months gone so walking wasn't particularly comfortable. 

As soon as I walked into the living room, I could see Nat. She was taking up most of the sofa, but then me and Tony were rather skinny compared to her current state. "How are you?" I asked, hugging her carefully. She let out a sigh dramatically and said, "I feel so fat Bruce, you have no idea." We both laughed loudly until she gasped and grabbed my left hand. "No way." She mumbled. I laughed again and nodded my head. "He had been planning to propose just like I was. He went first, out of the blue, and so I went second." She raised an eyebrow at me. "What else Banner? Tell me everything please." 

"Ok so maybe your conversation with me ages ago about having kids left its mark." Her eyes widened to a point where I thought they might fall out of her head. "What?" I asked. "Guys can have kids together you know." She laughed sarcastically. "Well duh Bruce. But when? How?" I shrugged and took a sip of my beer. "Same day we got engaged, I told him what was going through my mind. He could picture it as well. If I remember rightly, we're going to start looking into adoption next week."

Nat squeezed my hand tightly, but then she suddenly became serious. "Shit." I raised my eyebrows as I felt panic start to creep in. "Do I need to get Clint?" She nodded quickly and let out a deep breath. I ran into the kitchen and pulled Clint back into the room. "No time to talk other guests, just move out of the way so we can get Nat into my car," Clint said, taking hold of Nat's side. I took her other side and we carefully made our way down the three flights of stairs to Clint's car. I helped them into the car, and watched as Clint drove as quickly as he legally could to the hospital.

"Bruce? What's wrong with Nat?" Tony asked as he walked up to me. "Oh you know, Nat's just gone into labour." He gasped and stared at me. "Well is she ok? Do you have anymore information?" I shook my head. "All I know is that she's safe in Clint's hands." I took his hand in mine and we walked back up to the flat. "Nat is going to be fine," I told the other guests. "Let's carry on with the party and I'll let you all know what's going on as soon as I get information, ok?" Slowly but surely, the crowd went back to their meaningless party chatter and drank their alcohol.

Tony pulled me aside into the bedroom and pushed the door up. "So now that everyone's busy, how about you say we act like we're at Uni again, and pretend we're alone?" Tony whispered in my ear as he pushed me gently against the wall, pressing himself into me. I felt a shudder run down my spine as he placed a kiss on my neck. My sensible head said with Nat in labour and unnerved guests in the room next door, it was a very bad idea. Then my emotional head took over. "Great idea," I muttered. I grabbed his head in my hands and kissed him hard enough that he walked backwards and we fell onto the bed. "Have I ever told you how much I love you like this Brucy?" I bit my lip as I moved my hand up his shirt, lifting it up and over his head. "Nope, but you can show me."