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“Pack it up boys we’ve made a social blunder” is the funniest sentence I’ve ever read 😭😭😭😭😭
A double drabble this time with no angst in sight!
“Is it too late to change my mind?” Tony asked, eyeing the portal with unexpected hesitance.
Stephen snorted. “If you’d wanted to change your mind, you should have left me at the metaphorical altar this morning.”
Tony sputtered. “Not about that. I’m very happy being Tony Strange.”
Stephen couldn’t help but smile at the easy way Tony claimed Stephen’s name. Stephen hadn’t actually asked Tony to take his name, but… well, Tony knew Stephen well.
Tony didn’t notice the smile, too busy eyeing the portal. “I’m just doubting the wisdom of me living in a haunted house. That seems… unwise.”
Stephen laughed. “Tony, you’ve been sleeping in the sanctum for over a year.”
“I didn’t live there,” Tony muttered mulishly.
Stephen moved closer, wrapping his arms around Tony’s waist. “Is Tony Stark—“
“Tony Strange,” Tony corrected.
Stephen was going to get heartburn if Tony kept up with that. ”—Afraid of the big, bad sanctum?”
Tony sputtered. “No! That’s not what I was saying.”
“Sounds like what you’re saying,” Stephen teased. He pulled Tony closer and rested his chin on Tony’s shoulder. “Don’t worry, Tony. I’ll keep you safe.”
“I hate you.”
Tony might say that, but Stephen knew the truth.
