Steve was in the room, getting ready for bed. He had on comfortable lounging pants and a white shirt. Tony was still in the shower, taking forever to get clean.
The dinner had gone well. Steve's mother had acted civil, Tony had acted civil, they had all acted like normal human beings. For the first time, he began to feel a slight twinge of hope.
Tony came out of the shower, towel tied around his waist. He began digging through the suitcase.
Steve rolled his eyes. "Really? You couldn't get dressed in the bathroom?"
"Oh please, Rogers, it's not like you haven't seen me shirtless before." Tony pulled a shirt and some pants from his luggage.
"Yeah, but you're basically full on naked," Steve protested.
"Relax, Steve. We're supposed to be boyfriends anyways. And I'm not going to make you suck my dick or anything. Just calm down." He carried his clothes into the bathroom.
Sighing, Steve went back to his book. He couldn't help but think how nice Tony's body was. There had been a slight bulge under the towel, and Steve had noticed, much to his shame.
Tony returned from the bathroom, fully clothed and his hair wet. He threw his dirty clothes into the hamper and flopped down by Steve. "Whatcha readin?"
"Tony, what are you doing?" Steve asked in a tired voice, putting his book aside.
"Laying here, having a talk with my boyfriend," Tony replied matter of factly.
"I'm not really your boyfriend though," Steve told him. "We only have to give effort around my parents."
"Okay, but I am still going to lay here by you," Tony said smugly. "Your mom might walk in and wonder why I am on the floor."
"Whatever, Stark," Steve murmured as he pulled all the covers over to his side. "Just keep your hands to yourself."
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Fire And Ice (Steve And Tony)
FanfictionSteve is desperate to impress his parents, but he doesn't have any way to do that without coming home with a significant other. His mother wishes it would be a girl, but his father doesn't care either way, he just wants someone to show the family we...
