Fic: Identity
Title: Identity
Author: nighthawkms
Genre: Fluff!
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Some angst, bit of language
Chapter Pairing: Steve/Tony
Summary: Tony's been spending a lot of time in the lab with Iron Man lately... Steve's curious as to why.
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of Marvel and their respective creators. I don't own them, I'm just playing in the 'verse!
Notes: So hi there, Marvel people! I'm new to this fandom and Marvel in general, and this is my first Steve/Tony fic. Thought I'd start out with something light and fluffy. This takes place pre-Tony's identity reveal, so I guess early Avengers era? Still trying to learn as much as possible about canon, so please forgive any egregious continuity errors and whatnot, though please tell me if I have any major canon errors so I'll know for next time!
One more note, the bolded text is Tony talking in the Iron Man robotic voice.
EDIT: A few commenters have pointed out that Spider-man joined the Avengers after Tony's identity reveal. So this isn't 616, I guess it's a random number-verse. :)
“Tony. Tony. Tooooooooooooooneeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey.”
“…Spider-man, why are you shouting into the workshop intercom?”
“Oh, hey, Cap. Tony locked the door and won’t let me in, so I’m going to annoy him until he does.”
“I’m not sure that will work.”
“I can be very persistent.”
“…good point. Why do you want to get in there so badly?”
“He mentioned something about him and Iron Man working on suit upgrades this morning.”
“So?”
“So! Aren’t you even the slightest bit interested in finding out who he is?”
“Iron Man?”
“Duh!”
“Iron Man is entitled to his privacy, just like you are.”
“You’re no fun. You can’t tell me you’re not the least bit interested in who the guy in the suit is.”
“How do you know it’s a guy?”
“He’s not called Iron Woman is he? Although if he was a chick, that’d be interesting too…”
“Looking for a date?”
“What? No I- I’m covered on the romance front, thanks. Why, are you looking for one?”
“Not particularly.”
“’Cause you know, I think he - or she - is taken.”
“By who?”
“Isn’t it obvious? Tony!”
“…”
“Don’t give me that look! Think about it, Tony’s been spending a lot of time in his lab lately, right?”
“He’s been working on improvements to Iron Man’s suit.”
“Sure. Improvements. To the suit.”
“Are those hand waggles supposed to mean anything?”
“You’re not getting it - look, he and Iron Man have been spending a lot of time in his workshop lately, and Iron Man hasn’t been in the Mansion except to do suit improvements and whenever we get called for missions. And he speeds back to Tony’s workshop as soon as our missions are over! When was the last time you spent more than a few minutes with either of them?”
“… It has been a while - but that’s not - it doesn’t mean that what you’re implying is true! There could be plenty of reasons that we haven’t seen them around… maybe they’re just very busy.”
“Together? All of the time?”
“They have to work on the suit together!”
“Tony doesn’t need Iron Man around all the time while he works on upgrades - I mean, you’re in there a lot and isn’t he always working on upgrades while you’re around?”
“Yes?”
“So why would Iron Man need to be there, unless it has more to do with the guy inside the suit than the suit itself?”
“Or girl.”
“Huh?”
“Tony doesn’t date men.”
“That’s what you think.”
“What?”
“Hey, wait, do you have a problem with Tony dating men?”
“What? Wait - no, of course not! I’m just… surprised. And even if he dates guys, why would he go for Iron Man?”
“Why wouldn’t he?”
“I… don’t think he’s Tony’s type. That’s why.”
“Since when does Tony have a type besides ‘if it moves and is human or humanoid, I will screw it?’”
“He’s a little pickier than that - he’s got some taste. Although if he is dating Iron Man, I might have to revise that statement.”
“But you like Iron Man! What’s wrong with Tony dating him?”
“I - I just-”
“Oh my god, you’re jealous!”
“What?!”
“You’re jealous of Iron Man!”
“You’re insane.”
“Oh-ho-ho, do not try to deny it. Even with your cowl on, I can totally see it written all over your face.”
“Stop looking for emotions where they don’t exist.”
“I’m not. Because it’s there. Because you are.”
“Are what?”
“Jealous!”
“I’m leaving.”
“Oh, come on, Steve. I’m just having fun… wait, are you seriously jealous?”
“…”
“You like Tony?”
“It’s none of your damn business.”
“Hey, hey you’re right, I’m sorry. I’ll shut up.”
“Maybe I’m the one who’s insane… I mean, Tony of all people.”
“You aren’t the first person to fall for his suave charms.”
“I should be smarter than that.”
“You’re not stupid for liking Tony - maybe you should tell him.”
“What good would that do? If you’re right, then he’s taken and I’d just make a fool of myself.”
“But if you don’t try, you could miss out on something awesome! And maybe I’m wrong. My spidey-senses sometimes fail me.”
“Just let it go.”
“Steve, wait! Come back here! Damn it… Tony, open up, I know you were listening. I didn’t press the intercom button while he was talking for nothing…”
~
“Tony?”
“Steve! Oh, hey - what are you doing up at this hour?”
“I- I couldn’t sleep. What about you?”
“I was in the lab. Needed a snack, hence the kitchen.”
“Right. Did Iron Man leave?”
“What? Oh- yeah, he left a while ago.”
“You’ve been spending a lot of time with him down there. What exactly are you working on, if you don’t mind me asking?”
“Just upgrades. Standard stuff.”
“Really?”
“Look, I should get back there-”
“You don’t have to hide down there with him, you know.”
“I’m- we’re not-”
“Because you know none of us are going to judge you two, right?”
“Judge us?”
“I mean, we’re all Avengers, and we have a tolerance policy and you know anyway that everybody would be fine with it and I know that people are a lot more progressive than they were in the forties and-”
“Steve!”
“Yes?”
“What the hell are you talking about?”
“You and Iron Man.”
“What about us?”
“Aren’t you two… dating?”
“What?”
“You don’t have to keep it a secret… why are you laughing?”
“Who- who, hold on, let me catch my breath- why for a minute would you think that?”
“So you’re not? But that means… I’m going to kill him.”
“Hey, wait!”
“Let go of my shoulder, Tony.”
“Rogers, calm down. Don’t blame Spider-man.”
"Why was I even talking to him about- wait. How do you know Spider-man was the one that told me?”
“He’s a notorious gossip?”
“Tony…”
“I may have heard part of your conversation through the intercom.”
“… how much?”
“Something about falling for my suave charm?”
“…”
“You look like you’re about to fall over.”
“I’m going to bed.”
“But Steve-”
“Tony, please let go of my shoulder. I don’t want to have to hurt you to get it off.”
“No you don’t understand-”
“Tony!”
“…alright.”
“Good night, Mr. Stark.”
“Good night… damn it, you stubborn bastard…”
~
“Hey, Cap. Thanks for coming.”
“Why did you need to see me in Tony’s lab so badly, Iron Man?”
“Well, I’ve been hearing some rumors lately, and I thought you could clarify.”
“You called me down here for rumors? I don’t think I believe that.”
“Why not?”
“Because we could discuss that anywhere in the mansion. So why here?”
“You got me. However, there are advantages to being in the lab.”
“…Tony, why are you in Iron Man’s- you are Iron Man! Son of a- how did I not-”
“For instance, nobody’s around to bother us…”
“It’s so obvious now, no wonder we never saw you two in the same room together-”
“And the walls are soundproof so when you start really yelling at me…”
“How the hell could you keep this from me, Tony? I thought you trusted- I can’t be in the same room with you right now or I’m going to put my fist through your- why isn’t the door opening!”
“And this is the only room in the building that can lock us inside at my command.”
“Tony, open the door. Right now.”
“Did I mention that I’m wearing the suit so I don’t die when you hit me?”
“Why are you doing this?”
“Because you won’t talk to me unless I lock us in a room together.”
“That’s not true.”
“You bolted from the room last night after our Avengers meeting, and everyone asked me if I knew why. And I wasn’t about to tell them the truth.”
“What’s your point?”
“My point is, I’m not going to do this ‘dancing around each other’ crap where I enter a room and you flee from it. We’re going to settle this, here and now.”
“There’s nothing to settle! You heard something you shouldn’t have- it’s none of your business.”
“It damn well is my- look, will you just listen?”
“I’m not having this conversation. I’m done talking, now open the door.”
“Well that’s really mature, Steve.”
“…”
“You want to know why I’ve been in my lab so much? It’s because I’ve been avoiding you.”
“…why would you be avoiding me?”
“Hey, come on, don’t give me that hurt look… it’s not really your fault- well, it is but it isn’t.”
“This isn’t making me feel any better, Tony.”
“I know, I know- do you remember the holiday party that we had a few weeks ago?”
“Yeah… you got really drunk and flirted with Jan and Hank looked like he was going to kill you, and Thor had to hold him until he calmed down because he was drunk too.”
“Yeah, well… remember how we ended up under the mistletoe together and everyone was shouting for us to kiss because they’re all evil bastards- and then you just hugged me?”
“…Yeah?”
“Well, it was a really, really tight hug.”
“And?”
“And… certain areas ended up touching each other. Or at least got really, really close.”
“So?”
“So… so I was drunk, alright? I had a reaction!”
“You… oh.”
“Yeah. That’s why I disappeared afterwards. When I woke up the next morning, I thought it was just a fluke, but then I saw you again and things came… rushing back and I realized that I’d been repressing… feelings, I guess, and getting that close to you and feeling that loose and- and it just released everything.”
“I see.”
“And every time I’m around you it keeps coming back… I mean, not that reaction in particular, just the feelings, and I was worried I’d screw up somehow and ruin our friendship and I really don’t want that to happen, Steve. So I’ve been down here all the time, trying to figure out what to do.”
“So did… hearing what I said, did it help?”
“Actually… it made it worse.”
“What? Why?”
“Because- I mean Christ, Steve, how could you like a guy like me? You like women, you’re this All-American symbol, grandma’s apple pie and whatnot, and I’m not exactly the ‘pure and monogamous’ type you seem to go for.”
“You think I’m pure?”
“You’re pure vanilla extract, Steve. I mean y-mmmmmppphhhh…”
“…”
“…”
“…there. Now do you think I’m pure?”
“…”
“Why are you smiling at me like that?”
“You just kissed me.”
“Gee, you think?”
“Captain America just kissed me.”
“We’ve established this.”
“I revise my statement. You are probably only about ninety percent pure now.”
“What can I do to lower that number?”
“Oh I can think of a lot of things.”
“You are way too happy about this.”
“You mean I’m happy about my wildest fantasies coming true? Shocker there.”
“Tony?”
“Mmmm?”
“Shut the hell up.”
“You said hell! Ok, now you’re at eighty-five- ohhhhh okay, I get it, shutting up now. Lips are sealed. No more talking from Tony Stark.”
“Tony, I will gag you if I have to.”
“See, now you’re just encouraging me.”
Author: nighthawkms
Genre: Fluff!
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Some angst, bit of language
Chapter Pairing: Steve/Tony
Summary: Tony's been spending a lot of time in the lab with Iron Man lately... Steve's curious as to why.
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of Marvel and their respective creators. I don't own them, I'm just playing in the 'verse!
Notes: So hi there, Marvel people! I'm new to this fandom and Marvel in general, and this is my first Steve/Tony fic. Thought I'd start out with something light and fluffy. This takes place pre-Tony's identity reveal, so I guess early Avengers era? Still trying to learn as much as possible about canon, so please forgive any egregious continuity errors and whatnot, though please tell me if I have any major canon errors so I'll know for next time!
One more note, the bolded text is Tony talking in the Iron Man robotic voice.
EDIT: A few commenters have pointed out that Spider-man joined the Avengers after Tony's identity reveal. So this isn't 616, I guess it's a random number-verse. :)
“Tony. Tony. Tooooooooooooooneeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey.”
“…Spider-man, why are you shouting into the workshop intercom?”
“Oh, hey, Cap. Tony locked the door and won’t let me in, so I’m going to annoy him until he does.”
“I’m not sure that will work.”
“I can be very persistent.”
“…good point. Why do you want to get in there so badly?”
“He mentioned something about him and Iron Man working on suit upgrades this morning.”
“So?”
“So! Aren’t you even the slightest bit interested in finding out who he is?”
“Iron Man?”
“Duh!”
“Iron Man is entitled to his privacy, just like you are.”
“You’re no fun. You can’t tell me you’re not the least bit interested in who the guy in the suit is.”
“How do you know it’s a guy?”
“He’s not called Iron Woman is he? Although if he was a chick, that’d be interesting too…”
“Looking for a date?”
“What? No I- I’m covered on the romance front, thanks. Why, are you looking for one?”
“Not particularly.”
“’Cause you know, I think he - or she - is taken.”
“By who?”
“Isn’t it obvious? Tony!”
“…”
“Don’t give me that look! Think about it, Tony’s been spending a lot of time in his lab lately, right?”
“He’s been working on improvements to Iron Man’s suit.”
“Sure. Improvements. To the suit.”
“Are those hand waggles supposed to mean anything?”
“You’re not getting it - look, he and Iron Man have been spending a lot of time in his workshop lately, and Iron Man hasn’t been in the Mansion except to do suit improvements and whenever we get called for missions. And he speeds back to Tony’s workshop as soon as our missions are over! When was the last time you spent more than a few minutes with either of them?”
“… It has been a while - but that’s not - it doesn’t mean that what you’re implying is true! There could be plenty of reasons that we haven’t seen them around… maybe they’re just very busy.”
“Together? All of the time?”
“They have to work on the suit together!”
“Tony doesn’t need Iron Man around all the time while he works on upgrades - I mean, you’re in there a lot and isn’t he always working on upgrades while you’re around?”
“Yes?”
“So why would Iron Man need to be there, unless it has more to do with the guy inside the suit than the suit itself?”
“Or girl.”
“Huh?”
“Tony doesn’t date men.”
“That’s what you think.”
“What?”
“Hey, wait, do you have a problem with Tony dating men?”
“What? Wait - no, of course not! I’m just… surprised. And even if he dates guys, why would he go for Iron Man?”
“Why wouldn’t he?”
“I… don’t think he’s Tony’s type. That’s why.”
“Since when does Tony have a type besides ‘if it moves and is human or humanoid, I will screw it?’”
“He’s a little pickier than that - he’s got some taste. Although if he is dating Iron Man, I might have to revise that statement.”
“But you like Iron Man! What’s wrong with Tony dating him?”
“I - I just-”
“Oh my god, you’re jealous!”
“What?!”
“You’re jealous of Iron Man!”
“You’re insane.”
“Oh-ho-ho, do not try to deny it. Even with your cowl on, I can totally see it written all over your face.”
“Stop looking for emotions where they don’t exist.”
“I’m not. Because it’s there. Because you are.”
“Are what?”
“Jealous!”
“I’m leaving.”
“Oh, come on, Steve. I’m just having fun… wait, are you seriously jealous?”
“…”
“You like Tony?”
“It’s none of your damn business.”
“Hey, hey you’re right, I’m sorry. I’ll shut up.”
“Maybe I’m the one who’s insane… I mean, Tony of all people.”
“You aren’t the first person to fall for his suave charms.”
“I should be smarter than that.”
“You’re not stupid for liking Tony - maybe you should tell him.”
“What good would that do? If you’re right, then he’s taken and I’d just make a fool of myself.”
“But if you don’t try, you could miss out on something awesome! And maybe I’m wrong. My spidey-senses sometimes fail me.”
“Just let it go.”
“Steve, wait! Come back here! Damn it… Tony, open up, I know you were listening. I didn’t press the intercom button while he was talking for nothing…”
~
“Tony?”
“Steve! Oh, hey - what are you doing up at this hour?”
“I- I couldn’t sleep. What about you?”
“I was in the lab. Needed a snack, hence the kitchen.”
“Right. Did Iron Man leave?”
“What? Oh- yeah, he left a while ago.”
“You’ve been spending a lot of time with him down there. What exactly are you working on, if you don’t mind me asking?”
“Just upgrades. Standard stuff.”
“Really?”
“Look, I should get back there-”
“You don’t have to hide down there with him, you know.”
“I’m- we’re not-”
“Because you know none of us are going to judge you two, right?”
“Judge us?”
“I mean, we’re all Avengers, and we have a tolerance policy and you know anyway that everybody would be fine with it and I know that people are a lot more progressive than they were in the forties and-”
“Steve!”
“Yes?”
“What the hell are you talking about?”
“You and Iron Man.”
“What about us?”
“Aren’t you two… dating?”
“What?”
“You don’t have to keep it a secret… why are you laughing?”
“Who- who, hold on, let me catch my breath- why for a minute would you think that?”
“So you’re not? But that means… I’m going to kill him.”
“Hey, wait!”
“Let go of my shoulder, Tony.”
“Rogers, calm down. Don’t blame Spider-man.”
"Why was I even talking to him about- wait. How do you know Spider-man was the one that told me?”
“He’s a notorious gossip?”
“Tony…”
“I may have heard part of your conversation through the intercom.”
“… how much?”
“Something about falling for my suave charm?”
“…”
“You look like you’re about to fall over.”
“I’m going to bed.”
“But Steve-”
“Tony, please let go of my shoulder. I don’t want to have to hurt you to get it off.”
“No you don’t understand-”
“Tony!”
“…alright.”
“Good night, Mr. Stark.”
“Good night… damn it, you stubborn bastard…”
~
“Hey, Cap. Thanks for coming.”
“Why did you need to see me in Tony’s lab so badly, Iron Man?”
“Well, I’ve been hearing some rumors lately, and I thought you could clarify.”
“You called me down here for rumors? I don’t think I believe that.”
“Why not?”
“Because we could discuss that anywhere in the mansion. So why here?”
“You got me. However, there are advantages to being in the lab.”
“…Tony, why are you in Iron Man’s- you are Iron Man! Son of a- how did I not-”
“For instance, nobody’s around to bother us…”
“It’s so obvious now, no wonder we never saw you two in the same room together-”
“And the walls are soundproof so when you start really yelling at me…”
“How the hell could you keep this from me, Tony? I thought you trusted- I can’t be in the same room with you right now or I’m going to put my fist through your- why isn’t the door opening!”
“And this is the only room in the building that can lock us inside at my command.”
“Tony, open the door. Right now.”
“Did I mention that I’m wearing the suit so I don’t die when you hit me?”
“Why are you doing this?”
“Because you won’t talk to me unless I lock us in a room together.”
“That’s not true.”
“You bolted from the room last night after our Avengers meeting, and everyone asked me if I knew why. And I wasn’t about to tell them the truth.”
“What’s your point?”
“My point is, I’m not going to do this ‘dancing around each other’ crap where I enter a room and you flee from it. We’re going to settle this, here and now.”
“There’s nothing to settle! You heard something you shouldn’t have- it’s none of your business.”
“It damn well is my- look, will you just listen?”
“I’m not having this conversation. I’m done talking, now open the door.”
“Well that’s really mature, Steve.”
“…”
“You want to know why I’ve been in my lab so much? It’s because I’ve been avoiding you.”
“…why would you be avoiding me?”
“Hey, come on, don’t give me that hurt look… it’s not really your fault- well, it is but it isn’t.”
“This isn’t making me feel any better, Tony.”
“I know, I know- do you remember the holiday party that we had a few weeks ago?”
“Yeah… you got really drunk and flirted with Jan and Hank looked like he was going to kill you, and Thor had to hold him until he calmed down because he was drunk too.”
“Yeah, well… remember how we ended up under the mistletoe together and everyone was shouting for us to kiss because they’re all evil bastards- and then you just hugged me?”
“…Yeah?”
“Well, it was a really, really tight hug.”
“And?”
“And… certain areas ended up touching each other. Or at least got really, really close.”
“So?”
“So… so I was drunk, alright? I had a reaction!”
“You… oh.”
“Yeah. That’s why I disappeared afterwards. When I woke up the next morning, I thought it was just a fluke, but then I saw you again and things came… rushing back and I realized that I’d been repressing… feelings, I guess, and getting that close to you and feeling that loose and- and it just released everything.”
“I see.”
“And every time I’m around you it keeps coming back… I mean, not that reaction in particular, just the feelings, and I was worried I’d screw up somehow and ruin our friendship and I really don’t want that to happen, Steve. So I’ve been down here all the time, trying to figure out what to do.”
“So did… hearing what I said, did it help?”
“Actually… it made it worse.”
“What? Why?”
“Because- I mean Christ, Steve, how could you like a guy like me? You like women, you’re this All-American symbol, grandma’s apple pie and whatnot, and I’m not exactly the ‘pure and monogamous’ type you seem to go for.”
“You think I’m pure?”
“You’re pure vanilla extract, Steve. I mean y-mmmmmppphhhh…”
“…”
“…”
“…there. Now do you think I’m pure?”
“…”
“Why are you smiling at me like that?”
“You just kissed me.”
“Gee, you think?”
“Captain America just kissed me.”
“We’ve established this.”
“I revise my statement. You are probably only about ninety percent pure now.”
“What can I do to lower that number?”
“Oh I can think of a lot of things.”
“You are way too happy about this.”
“You mean I’m happy about my wildest fantasies coming true? Shocker there.”
“Tony?”
“Mmmm?”
“Shut the hell up.”
“You said hell! Ok, now you’re at eighty-five- ohhhhh okay, I get it, shutting up now. Lips are sealed. No more talking from Tony Stark.”
“Tony, I will gag you if I have to.”
“See, now you’re just encouraging me.”