I'm Spongebob? (Stony AU)

Chapter 3: The Biggest Star of All

A/N: hey so this continues off the morning after :)

"You're not going to throw up in my car right? Last time you were in here you seemed pretty intent to." Steve teased-trying to cover up his actual worry-as he fished out his car keys and let Tony in.

"No promises. Though, I could just buy you a new car if I did." Tony smirked sliding into the passenger side, this all felt strangely familiar to him.

*********** the night before *********

"The stars look so happy" Tony mused, head leaned against Steve's shoulders. They had been sitting on the roof of his car for the last thirty minutes. Tony was mainly rambling from one random subject to another, but the last couple of minutes he had fallen silent next to Steve and just stared up into the sky.

"Rem-member that Star I was telling you bout." Tony said after another pause.

"Patrick?" Steve smiled looking down at Tony. It quickly disappeared when he saw Tony's face.

"Yeah." He sniffled. "She was the brightest star of all. She was smart and witty and capable of doing everything. She put up with me, she took care of me. But I was- she was perfect. And I wasn't. I was a bad a Spongebob, and I let her slip through my fingers." Tony said, eyes still glued to the sky.

Steve's eyes were glued on Tony-the man that everybody envied-looking so broken in front of him. He wanted to comfort him, let him know that nobody was really perfect. Sure, Tony came off as vain and selfish, but anybody who did their homework would know how selfless he really was. He wanted to tell him that he knew about all the great things Tony had done-he'd written about most of it-and that while Tony had gone through some hiccups, so had everybody else! What mattered was that Tony was trying his hardest to be a good person-a good... Spongebob. For some reason though, all of these words got stuck in Steve's throat and he just continued to stare at the hurt Tony.

"She uh-" Steve could hear Tony swallowing, forcing his words out, "she found someone who is able to give her what she deserves, a um, a, a better sponge. And the worst part is; here I am, wallowing in self-pity. I mean, I should be happy for her, or angry and vow to fight to get her back. But what did I do? I drank. And drank, and drank, and drank, and drank, and drank, and drank, and drank, and drank, and drank, and drank, and drank, and drank, and- what I am talking about again?" Tony finally looked up at Steve, subsequently making Steve's heart jump because he hadn't realized how close their faces were. A few more inches and their noses would be touching; they were already breathing the same air.

"Uh-" Steve tried to re-focus his mind.

"Oh-yeah...Pepper..." Tony began to laugh, startling Steve back to reality.

"You know, I haven't got drunk like this in a loooooooooooooooooong time. I'm really very good at holding down my liquor! Don't normally remember what happened the day after. But I can compose myself while drunk. Once gave a speech while drunk-well many speeches. Been told they were pretty good! Today though? It's like I'm a teenager again."

"Well, you sound like your soberi-"

"OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH LOOOKIE!!! That's the biggest star of all! I want it. Buy it for me Happy?" Tony said clamoring out of Steve's arm and reaching for the rising sun.

"Never mind," Steve said, a fond smile creeping on his face, watching Tony's eyes light up, his hand trying to get a hold of the sun.

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"Here you are Tony, Stark mansion," Steve said, pointing out the obvious, since he had pulled up to the driveway ten minutes ago. They had been deep in conversation and Tony hadn't made the slightest acknowledgment of where they were.

"You kicking me out Steve?" Tony quirked his eyebrows.

"No! It's just- I..." Steve started, not knowing what to say.

"I'm just playing," Tony laughed, unable to control himself, there was something exhilarating about the way he was able to make the tall, built, man next to him flustered and stutter and go red.

"Hey man, listen I really appreciate you not going to your newspaper with all this." He said, voice growing sincere and serious. "Not that many people would do that, keep it to themselves. Especially with my home address. Even if I slept with them they prob-which I know we didn't," he added, upon seeing Steve's cheeks go pink. "Just, really thank you, it means a lot to me, I'm sure that there were a lot of things that happened last night that would have been perfect for a front page story. I...just thanks buddy." Tony said looking Steve in the eyes, unable to even begin to explain how much all Steve had done for him meant to him.

"Hey-" Steve grabbed Tony by the arm as he opened the car door to get out, "just for the record, you aren't a bad Spongebob. You're trying really hard to be a good Spongebob and I think that's really all that matters." Steve said, finally working up the nerve to tell Tony what he had wanted to the night before. He just wanted to let Tony know he wasn't the selfish guy he thought he was.

That, of course, backfired.

Tony just stared at him like he had suddenly grown a unicorn horn.

"What? Why are you comparing me to a cartoon character?" Tony asked, settling back into his seat. "Are you-" a smile formed on his face, "did you drink this morning? Should I call Happy and get him to drive you back?"

"N-no it's- I- I meant- yester- I'm fine! Nevermind, it was stupid. Forget I said anything." Steve said, eyes refusing to meet Tony's.

"Ookay. I'm gonna go now. Call me when you get back to your apartment so that I know you made it home safe and were not in a car accident." Tony said, eye's not leaving Steve as he climbed out of the car.

As soon as Steve saw Tony enter the house he let his head fall onto his steering wheel.

A/N: As always thank you so much for reading! I really hope you guys enjoyed it :) Comments are always encouraged :D

Also, I hope the flashbacks aren't too confusing.

-xx ThatFanwriter