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His Favorite Kiss

Tony was a list maker, though there were times when he kept his lists in his head, mostly because he didn’t want Stephen to know that he kept track of certain things.

Like… kisses.

Before he met Stephen, he had kissed a couple girls, and a guy after Organic Chemistry once, but after the first time Stephen kissed him, he realized he had never really been kissed before, and he knew he only wanted one person to ever kiss him again.

He started keeping track of how often they kissed, and came to realize that no matter how often they argued during the day, and in the beginning, they argued frequently, over almost anything, Stephen never went to bed without kissing him at least once, even if he were still arguing before and after the kiss.

His favorite kiss?

It depended. When he felt like he was coming down with a cold, his favorite kiss was the one Stephen would brush lightly over his forehead. He knew it was to check for a fever, but he appreciated it just the same.

There were the morning kisses, sweet and slow on his days off, quick and light if he were running late. The deep, drawn out apology for being a jerk kiss and the late night kisses, when Stephen would come home after a long shift, that tasted of diner coffee and pie.

“Remember the time where you stole my Fanta?” Tony sighed reluctantly. Strange looked up annoyed.

“I’m not interested in having another fight about some orange soda. I’m in the middle of my studies, Stark.” He peered down to his book again.

“Well I saw a bit of pasta in the fridge last night and realized that it’s yours. It didn’t have a name or anything but I could just have a feeling it was yours.”

“Uhm-“ Stephen started but Tony continued to talk.

“So I decide to take it and eat it. Your such a great man but I had to get you back. The pasta was delicious by the way, where’d you get it?”

“Banner.” Stephen didn’t hesitate. “He was the pasta owner.”

Tony’s face was priceless. He knew that he fucked up his life. He suddenly broke into laughter, easing the nervousness. His bellowed laugh echoed the library.

“Your a funny man, Strange.” Tony took a breath.

“So are you. Next time read the labels. Alright?” Stephen stood from his chair and gave Tony a peck on the lips.

It left Tony unsatisfied, so he leaned in towards Stephen into a full kiss. It felt nice since they haven’t done so in a while. It happened for a few minutes, the magic of it intertwined with the two and they didn’t want to break apart or end the kiss.

The lovers pulled back from their steamy exchange. Both faces were bright red and had goofy smiles. They leaned in for another one just to secure the love.

“Hey! Where is my pasta?” Bruce was heard in the kitchen.

Tony pulled back quickly and pulled a weak smile on Stephen. The sourceror frowned and shook his head.

“No.”

“Pleeeease?? I don’t want to get my ass kicked!!”

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