Suit Up

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"We're back!" Wanda shouted, holding a drycleaning bag, an exasperated Natasha trailing at her heels. They had just got home from the tailor, where their dresses had been hemmed for the formal.

"Wanda is making me wear a dress, Clint. So you better dress just as fancy and uncomfortably as I will be!" Natasha warned Clint.

"Fine, fine. I'm renting a tux." Clint rolled his eyes.

"Wait, are you two going together?" Bruce raised his eyebrows in surprise. 

"Well, we've been dating for months now, and that's what couples do, I'm told." Natashas' tone was very matter-of-fact.

"Months? How on earth have you been together for months, and all of us not known?!" 

"We all knew, Bruce." Tony looked up from the wire he was fidgeting with.

"Yeah, I thought we all knew." Wanda nodded.

Bruce opened his mouth to speak but just gave up and fell back onto the couch. He felt a little annoyed that everyone had left him out of such a big thing happening between his friends.

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"Tony, that suit looks really expensive. Are you sure you want me to wear it? It would need to be tailored, so you can't wear it afterwards." Stephen was looking at the beautiful William Westmancott suit that hung on the dresser door. 

"You will look stunning. besides, you need a suit, so you can just keep this one after." Tony told Stephen.

Tony wrapped his arms around Stephens' waist from behind, standing up of his toes so he could rest his chin on the wizard's shoulder. Stephen smiled.

"But what will you wear?"

"I have a custom tux being made for me right now, by the same team that makes my dads suits. I think it'll be good."

"Your family is impossibly rich." Stephen laughed.

"Don't hold it against me. I didn't choose to be a Stark." Tony said, squeezing Stephen a little tighter.

"Thank you for the suit," Stephen said timidly.

"Aw, it's nothing." 

"I don't think I'll do it justice, however. I can't really dance." Stephen blushed.

"Shut up and wait a sec." Tony got his phone out.

"I dought that this song will actually be played, but I really like it. Plus, it's Canadian, so you never know." Tony connected to the small Bluetooth speaker on his bedside table.

As "Rosy and Grey" by Lowest of the Low started playing, Tony placed Stephens' hands and put them on his shoulders, placing his own on Stephens' waist. 

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