#lordrebeccasama

could someone post a link? i can’t find it. :(

So, Sam hasn’t been on a date for a while. And he has been finebeing single, thank you verymuch.

But Steve and Bucky are obnoxiousassholes and Natasha-

Well.

One simply doesn’t argue withNatasha.

So Sam’s here, dressed in his nicestclothes (They are new. He’d been dragged out for shopping.) andchecking his appearance critically. Does he look okay? He’s tried –and failed -  to tell himself this is just a casual thing, nothing tobe worried about but…

If nothing else, he wants to make agood first expression.

Sam turns in front of the mirror,dark eyes scanning the way his dress shirt clings to his body,accentuating his muscular frame as well as the jeans that are a tadtighter, more snug than he normally wears.

He tries not to notice that hispalms are getting sweaty. Tries to ignore the nervousness rising.

There is no reason tobe nervous; Sam doesn’t even KNOW the guy yet.

Sam sighs. Blind dates suck.

~~~

He’s at the restaurant and ready toadmit that he might die ofnervousness. Even more so because it’s ten minutes after the agreedtime and his date hasn’t showed up yet.

Sam chews on his bottom lip. Did heget stood up?

Just as he’s about to send Natasha atext and leave, there’s suddenly loud noises coming from the entranceand Sam looks up. He spots a handsome man with a neatly-trimmedgoatee, red-tinted sunglasses gesturing extensively while he’s beingpushed forward by a dark-skinned man.

“Stop it, Rhodey!”,the guy hisses. “I’m going!I’m going, watch me go. I’m not running!”

“Like Hell I’m stopping. I’ve hadto drag your sorry ass all the way here. Now go and enjoy your date!”

Sam doesn’t mean to eavesdrop butthey are talkingrather loudly. His breath hitches slightly at the word “date”.But he doesn’t stand up or anything, just quietly watches the twofuss around for another minute, before “Rhodey” gives the man onelast push and a glare and leaves.

The man mutters something, pushesone hand through his hair. Then he lifts his head to look around theroom and-

Sam’s breath hitches again whentheir eyes meet. He’s never been so thankful for his dark skin; itdoesn’t show the blush. (But he can sure feel the heat of hischeeks.)

The man comes over to him, slowly,and Sam tracks his every move. His heartbeat picks up but the otherguy is smiling, a soft thing of a smile that looks like he doesn’tuse it often enough and Sam returns it easily.

“Hey”, the man says, sounding abit sheepish. “Sam, I assume?”

“Would be right”, Sam answers.His nervousness slowly fades already. “Tony?”

There’s a nod. Tony holds out hishand and Sam takes it without hesitation. “I’m your date for theevening. Sorry you had to witness my little, uh… freakout.”

Sam laughs at that as they taketheir seats. He can’t believe how natural this already feels.

“Don’t worry about it. Youexpressed perfectly how I was feeling up until now, too!”

Tony looks up at him at that, eyescrinkling with the smile he’s sporting.

“Was?”,he repeats.

“Was”, Sam agrees, getting lostin the beautiful brown of Tony’s eyes for a moment. “Not anymore.”He doesn’t add that he hopes this won’t be their only date. Instead,he says: “I’m actually happy Natasha set this up for me.”

Somehow Tony perks up at the nameand the spark of curiosity that lights up his whole face leaves Sambreathless for a moment.

“Natasha? Natasha Romanov?” AtSam’s nod, Tony lets out a laugh and settles back into his chairbefore he starts honest-to-God giggling.

“Oh my God, this is awesome!”

And then he explains how he has awoman in his life that is called Pepper, and that Pepper knowsNatasha and together they decided for Sam and Tony to meet. It’s onlythe start of a very nice evening; talking to Tony is easy, so easyand Sam enjoys it thoroughly.

~~~

They end the evening outside,standing close together in the chilly night air.

Sam’s smiling; his cheeks alreadyhurt because somehow he hasn’t stopped smiling even once during thewhole time. Tony’s expression is a soft one, lips turned upwards.

“So”, he says, tilting his head.“That was probably the best evening I’ve had in a long while. Thankyou for that, Sam.”

Sam grins, feeling giddy andexcited. “Right back at you, Tony. I really enjoyed this.”

He doesn’t say “Maybe wecan repeat this?” and it seemshe doesn’t have to, because Tony leans forward and then their lipsmeet for a soft, gentle kiss.

“Looking forward for the nextdate”, Tony mumbles quietly

Sam can’t wait for it.  

i realized on the way home from my freelance gig that i’m super busy for the next week and my next day off isn’t until the 22nd. like, i’m busy every night AFTER work, too…. could i have super overworked tony and rhodey and/or pepper being super supportive and fluffy and trying to get him to take a fucking break? love your fics <3

“Shit,” Tony says when he spots Rhodey, voice climbing. His eyes are wide, his olive skin unusually pale and his hair wild. “Date night. I forgot about date night. Oh, god, I'm sorry. I can— I can—shit, I can't I have to finish this review tonight, the thing with Doom on Monday threw my whole week out of whack—”

“Please take a breath,” Pepper says, raising her voice to be heard over his increasingly frantic monologue.

Tony sits down abruptly, taking a huge breath as his eyes dart between them. His hands are shaking. He starts to open his mouth and Rhodey holds up a hand.

“Tones, if you tell me you're fine right now, I might have to punch you.”

Tony's teeth click as he closes his mouth.

“You don't have to do the review tonight,” Pepper says, soothing. “I postponed everything for Monday.”

“What?” Tony says, looking stunned. “I—really?”

“Really,” she replies. “Breathe again for me, please.”

He does, without even thinking about it and Rhodey is reassured by the way his shoulders relax infinitesimally.

“We took care of it. Steve's been told you're on stand-down. You're gonna take a break before you self-destruct.”

Tony doesn't seem to know what to do with that. He looks around at all the screens he has open—there must be nearly a dozen projects in various stages around him. “But...”

“But nothing,” Pepper says and takes Tony's hand. “Close down the shop. Come to dinner with us.”

Rhodey curls a hand around the back of his neck. “We've got you, Tones. Let it go.”

He takes a shuddering breath and then nods slowly. “Okay. Yeah. Okay.”

ugh work! cut that shit out. leave rebeccasama alone!! 

i second house of leaves. the luminous dead is pretty good (and gay)