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Hi! If you're still taking prompts, stevetony + cheese wheel! (And also, I want to let you know that I enjoy reading your fics and I tried thinking of ideas from the fics you wanted to write but ugh, I'm no help there. If it helps, I actually got excited when I read the plots! I would read all of them!)
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The biggest block of cheese that Steve had ever seen in his entire life greeted him as soon as he got to his room after a long day of class. He stood in the doorway, nonplussed.
âUh,â he managed to say intelligently, the strong stench permeating every inch of his room and apparently his brain so that he couldnât think of anything other than âBig cheese in room. Why?â
âWhat are you doing? Put your bag down and letâs go. Weâre late for dinner and Iâm starving,â Sam complained.Â
He stepped to the side to let Sam, who was trying to peek into the room from behind him, get a better view.
âOh, that. I canât believe it got to you in one piece,â Sam said as if this wasnât odd at all but was rather something expected, which Steve couldnât understand because he hadnât ordered cheese, no one had mentioned getting cheese, and there wasnât any note attached to it explaining where the cheese had come from.
Jan wriggled her way between them. âIt came!â she squealed as soon as she made her way to the front, clapping with glee. âI wonder who delivered it. Maybe Vision? He wouldnât care that much about trying a bite.â She eyed the wheel as if she were sorely tempted to slice off a chunk for herself.
âWhatâs all theâoh Cap, youâre back.â Patsy poked her head out of her room as if the cheese wheel had called to herâor maybe it was Janâs shriek that had sounded the alarm. âHey, could I try some? Iâve been waiting for Professor Pym to let you guys out to ask.â She pursed her lips at Samâs snort. âOkay, the past three weeks,â she conceded as she walked over.
âWhat are you talking about?â Steve asked all of them, baffled. He turned to Patsy. âThree weeks?â
âYeahâŚâ she said slowly. âDid you forget?â
âIâm not sure how you could forget winning a wheel of one of the most expensive cheeses in the world,â Sam muttered.
âThe most expensiveâwait, win? Is this about the charity auction we had?â
âYeah,â Patsy repeated, dragging out the word like she did the first time. She looked as though she were stuck between thinking he was pitifully dense and being insulted that he of all people got the prize when he clearly didnât appreciate it the way she did.
Nothing about their conversation so far made any sense; if anything, Steve was more confused than when he had first entered his room.
âI didnât bid for a cheese wheel,â he insisted.
âYes, you did. Tony went up on the stage, and you shouted everyone down with an outrageous bid. No one wanted to fight you on it, remember? I thought Loki would, at least.â Jan held up three fingers, putting them down one by one as she rattled off her reasons. âI mean, he has the money, he loves antagonizing everyone, and he always raids Tonyâs fridge. Iâm surprised you went for it considering you donât love cheeseâŚthatâŚmuchâŚâÂ
She trailed off and paused, staring up at him at the same time it dawned on him that he had made a fool out of himself and couldnât back out now without looking even more stupid. Jan, Patsy, and Sam were crowded around him, blocking the only exit.
âSteve,â Jan said slowly, âwhat did you think you were bidding on?â
He could feel the heat of his blush creeping down his face and neck, and considering its intensity, he knew he was as red as a fire hydrant.
âUh,â he said for the second time in minutes.
âAnd hereâs Tony with his second offer of the night!â Jan said, introducing her best friend with a flourish.Â
Tony sauntered onto the stage, basking under the bright stage lights.
âOur last item is another mystery gift. Like the ones before it, I canât tell you what it is, but you know Tony gives the best gifts and I can personally guarantee that we saved the best for last. To most of you, itâll be the most valuable auction of the night.âÂ
Jan winked and a strange, focused quiet that Steve couldnât make any sense of rippled through the crowd, all conversation ceasing and everyoneâs faces shining with anticipation as Tony stepped to the edge of the stage.Â
âJan says âmystery,â but you all know whatâs up for grabs,â he said with a smirk.
A few people gasped, and Steve glanced around to see several starry-eyed classmates before looking back at the stage again, taking care not to grip his paddle too hard as Tony opened his arms to the audience, inviting them to look their fill.
The bidding war had started almost immediately, the numbers jumping up second by second. Steve wasnât going to bid, wasnât going to do anything that made it obvious just how sweet he was on Tony like blurting out an extraordinarily high bid, but Tony had seemed taken aback by how fervent the bidding was and how many people were bidding on himâby the people who were bidding on him because some surprising bidders had come forward, and SteveâŚhadnât been able to handle that.
âI didnât know it was going to be cheese,â he said a little more defensively than he would have liked.
Sam gaped at him. âThatâs all Tonyâs been talking about for ages! What did you think the mystery item was?!â
âTony was up there, and he looked uncomfortable,â he said instead of answering Samâs question, his ears on fire. At this rate, his entire body would be as red as Tonyâs armor.Â
âBecause Patsy and Kate were ready to murder Brian for it! And it got all weird when Otto joined!â Janâs eyes grew as big as saucers. âOh my God,â she said breathlessly, âdid you think he was auctioning himself off?â
âSteve, America was one of the last bidders standing. America,â Sam said at the same time Patsy exclaimed, âYou thought I was fighting for Tony? Why?! Iâve never shown any interest in him.âÂ
âWe all know why. How long have we been talking about this?â Sam shook his head as though he couldnât deal with Steve making a fool out of himself any longer. âHe thinks Tony hung the moon, so of course everyone would want to fight for him. But he wonât make a move even though Tony basically broadcasted his feelings for him during his auction too.â
A denial sprung to his lipsâhe didnât like Tony that way, and Tony winning his auction didnât mean anything; he was just being nice, and he spent a lot of money on all his friendsâbut neither Jan nor Patsy showed any indication that they were surprised as though they had talked about this for a while, and a familiar voice came from behind him before he could speak, banishing all thought from his mind.
âOh,â Tony said in a small voice, stunned.
He stood there, plates and utensils in hand, his mouth parted in shock. Natasha was behind him, carrying an assortment of fruit and crackers, unruffled. Â
Never before had Steve wished the ground would open up and swallow him as much as he did now.
âHow much did you hear?â he asked weakly, breaking a long moment of awkward silence where no one quite knew where to look.
âEverything after Patsy said sheâs not interested in him,â Natasha replied. âSo he knows youâre in love with him, and you know that heâs in love with you.â
âNatasha!â Jan cried, taking pity on both him and Tony.Â
âWhat? Everyone but these two idiots knew for months, and Tony was goingââ
ââto hang out with a friend, eating amazing cheese and watching Netflixââ
âNetflix and chill?â Sam replied a bit disapprovingly, as if he were disappointed on Steveâs behalf. âI thought youâd have better game than that.â
âNo!â Tony held his hand up in protest before slamming it back down on the plates again, catching the knives and forks that had nearly slid off from the force of his emphatic gesture.
âOhhhhh.â Patsy snapped her fingers. âYouâre wine-and-dining him! Thatâs cute.â
âIâwhat? Fruit and crackers arenât fancy!â Tony said, but he was flushed and his retort didnât have much bite to it.
This was not going the way Steve had expected. He had seen Tony flustered before, but he was always able to cover it up quickly, either by appearing cool and collected or by managing to divert everyoneâs attention while he tried to recover. He had never seen Tony like this.
A thought came to mind, vague and half-formed but with hooks that sank into him so that he could think of nothing else.
Surely if it meant nothing to Tonyâwhich should be the case because he had never shown any sign of interest in Steve before and he flirted with everyone but himâhe would have cracked a joke right now.
But he hadnât and maybe that meant something.Â
He couldnât let that chance go if that were the case.
âIs it true?â he asked. âWhat Natasha said.â
Tony glanced at him, startled, and Steve could tell he was ready to say no, his heart already sinking, but something on his face must have changed Tonyâs mind because he frowned and then bit his lip.
That settled it for him.Â
âIâd like to talk to Tony alone,â Steve said to all of them firmly, his expression quelling any form of protest that might have otherwise risen.
Sam cocked his head at the others, stopping in the doorway before he left. âIâll save you some food if I donât see you at dinner,â he said kindly.
Steve knew Sam was offering to check up on him after, and he was grateful for it although if his hunch was right, it would be unnecessary.
âItâs fine. Thisâll only take a few minutes,â he promised.
Sam nodded and Steve ushered the rest out before he closed the door and turned to face Tony. Tony hadnât moved from his spot, and Steve was much closer to him than he had expected.
âIs it true?â he asked again, hope both emboldening him and making his words come out shakily.Â
âThe catâs out of the bag.â Tony shrugged, giving Steve a rueful smile. âWhy else would I have tried so hard to win your auction? I thought I showed my hand, to be honest.â
âYou didnât.âÂ
He remembered how nonchalantly Tony had raised his paddle and given his winning bid.
âIt was the highest bid of the night, Steve.â
âOh.â
âYeah, oh.â Tony laughed. âDid you know what Iânever mind, stupid question. Of course you did. I kept blabbing about the cheese all week. And I know that was against the rules, but I felt bad about people bidding on something they didnât know.â
âNo one would have minded. Everyone knows you give the best gifts. Sometimes when we donât ask for any and you donât need to.â He paused. âA lot of times, actually,â he added.
It was one of the things he loved most about Tony; he was the most generous and caring person Steve knew, never hesitating to offer help in any way he could.Â
âDonât you hate my robots?â Tony asked, but Steve could tell he was joking.
He rolled his eyes, trying and failing to keep a straight face. âDonât start this again. You know I donât.â
âI remember a lot of arm-wrestling that says otherwise.â Tony grew serious again, nervously picking at the gold circle lining the edge of the plate as if he could peel it off. âYou seemed kinda nervous about it after you won so I thought the least I could do was show you what it pairs well with when you got it. But I get it if itâs awkward so I can just go.â
âTony, I donât even know what that is besides that itâs obviously cheese.â
âThen whyââ
âI kind ofââ he blurted out too loudly and too quickly, getting ahead of himself in embarrassment. He rubbed the back of his neck self-consciously. âI mightâve thought you were putting yourself up for auction.â
Tonyâs jaw dropped. âWait, thatâs why youâve been acting weird lately? You paid that much money because you wanted a date with me?â
âNo! I mean, yes, I do want to go out with you. I think Sam made my side of this fairly obvious, butâŚyou looked really uncomfortable up there,â Steve said softly.Â
He had hated how Tony looked, his megawatt smile flickering before turning bright again, but awkward and pasted on this time.
âYeah, thatâs because the whole idea behind the mystery items was to give people who couldnât offer big bids a chance to win something and the bids got out of control real fast. But that was sweet of you, protecting me like that.âÂ
He smiled, and Steve wondered if he was teasing him or if he meant it because what Steve had done was mortifying, not sweet. He had misread the situation and had rushed into things, thinking Tony needed help when he had been perfectly fine.
âYou couldâve just asked me for a date, you know,â Tony continued, completely unaware of Steveâs internal crisis. He was still smilingâbut there had been a subtle undercurrent of nervousness below the surface of his words too, taut as invisible wire, making him sound less flirty than shy and making Steve recall a conversation that he had overheard some time ago.
Tony was a harmless flirt, Natasha had said. He flirted with everything that breathed because it was safe, never meaning anything by it or expecting anything to come from it. He always got flustered when it was reciprocated.Â
And sometimes people flirted back because of that.
âItâs cute,â Tigra had said.
But Tony had never flirted with him even if it was supposedly safe. Not once.
For the first time, Steve wondered if it was because Tony was afraid of it meaning something, the way that it did now, when he couldnât keep how he really felt from bleeding through.
He never could, now that Steve thought about it. Tony had always hidden behind masks and bravado when he felt that he needed to. It had taken a while for him to see past that. Once he did, though, he had been able to read Tony like a book, to see when he was joking and when he was putting on his public persona or was wary of showing that he cared too much.
Steve wondered what would happen if he pushed back. He stepped closer, placing a hand on Tonyâs hip and slipping his fingers through the belt loop there, reeling him in before he could think better of it. He could hear Tony suck in a breath, surprised, and he wanted to chase it past Tonyâs lips. But that would have to wait even if he did give in a little and lean over him, watching Tony intently as he spoke.
âThen this is me asking for a date,â he said seriously.
Tonyâs eyes were big and bright with incredulity, as if he were struggling to believe his good fortune.Â
âYeah?â he asked, that one word so radiant with hope that he didnât stand a chance of hiding it.
Not that Steve thought he wanted to, what with the way he was looking at Steve, entranced.
I think I know a bit of what thatâs like, he thought because there was nothing else but this, his entire universe, bright and glorious and full of hope, existing just in Tonyâs eyes.
âYeah,â he replied, unable to look away.
âOkay,â Tony said, dazed, âyou can have it then.âÂ
And Steve could see everything, all that Tony said and all that he meant.
You can have me.
âYou have me too,â Steve reminded him because Tony had won his auction too and because everything Tony was offering, he wanted to give back to Tony as well.
Tony laughed. âI guess I do, donât I?â he said, and when he reached up to kiss him, smiling against Steveâs lips, Steve thought that it had all been worth it, all the misunderstandings and all the embarrassing mistakes, because he had ended up right where he wanted to be.
#stevetony#stony#superhusbands#avengers academy#avac#my fics#tonystarkier#the others pound on the door because they were listening the whole time and demand that they get part of the cheese wheel#as thanks for helping them FINALLY get together#the entire campus was getting tired of them being oblivious and somehow blind to the other openly mooning over them#this is most likely not what you were expecting but this is the first thing that came to mind#i never thought i'd write an avac fic but if you mention cheese with steve and tony you can't blame me for thinking of avac#this is a huge departure from what i normally write#and i'm...not really satisfied with it but i thought it'd be a shame to delete it because i finished it so here it is#thank you for the kind words by the way!
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