Narrator's POV

"Ah!" Tony hissed and jerked away from Stephen.

"Sorry, but I have to clean the wound." Stephen said as he used a cotton ball with hydrogen peroxide to clean Tony's wounds that he'd obtain during the battle they had earlier at the museum.

The two were sitting in the kitchen at the small dining table with a first aid kid sitting in the table.

"It stings." Tony said.

"I know." Stephen said. "Just try your best to stay still, please."

Tony gritted his teeth and held on tightly to the edge of the chair he was sitting in as Stephen continued to brush the cotton ball over his cuts. "How'd you find us anyway?"

Stephen smiled. "I can feel disturbances. I felt your distress and the disturbance Modok was causing." Stephen said, taking out small pieces of gauze and tape, patching Tony up.

"What you did was really impressive." Tony said.

Stephen smiled. "Thank you."

"And your entrance was hot." Tony said.

Stephen rolled his eyes playfully.

"I almost shouted "that's my boyfriend"." Tony said.

"Only you Tony." Stephen said.

"Shut up." Tony said, standing from his chair and messing Stephen's hair up. "You know you love me." He said kissing Stephen's head before walking into the living room.

"Where are you going?" Stephen asked, turning to him.

"Setting up for date night." Tony said.

"Setting up?"

"I wanted to do something special tonight as a token of my gratitude for saving my ass out there today." Tony said.

Stephen chuckled lightly. "Okay."

"I just need to get a few things, okay?" Tony said, going upstairs.

He went into their room, pulling off sheets and covers and blankets, and digging in the closet for more. He dumped all that out in the living room and went back up to get a large stack of pillows.

Stephen watched in curiosity, tilting his head once he saw Tony carrying Christmas lights with him.

He went to their upstair bathroom to get the small circular bowl full of dry fragrances petals.

He found it suspicious that the water was running, he slowly opened the door, seeing a shadow moving behind the shower curtains.

He slowly reached of the curtains, taking a hold of them. He took in a deep breath and let it go, quickly pulling the curtain opened.

"Ah." He gasped when he saw the cloak in the shower with the water running, quickly covering its "exposed parts". "AAAAAHHHHHH!" Tony yelped.

The cloak threw the scrub at him.

"Sorry! Sorry!" Tony closed the curtains again, covering his eyes and shaking his head. He raced downstairs.

"Are you okay? Tony?" Stephen asked.

"Yes. Yes." Tony said. "I just...the shower and the cloak. It was...I didn't-" Tony couldn't even talk.

Stephen laughed. "Yeah. The Cloak of Levitation is quite the interesting relic." He said.

"Yeah... I-I noticed." Tony said.

Stephen chuckled.

"Anyway, let me finish." Tony said, going into the living room and started to work on setting up for date night.

It wasn't long before he came back into the kitchen.

"Okay, you can come see now." He said.

Stephen stood up from his chair and walked over to the living room, laying eyes on a fort made up of couch cushions, chairs, blankets and sheets. He smiled at Tony. "Tony, it's perfect."

"Oh, you haven't even seen the best part." Tony said, taking Stephen by the hand and guiding him toward the fort. He got down on the floor and crawled in the fort.

Stephen followed close behind him. "Wow." He gasped once he laid eyes on the inside.

The fort was much more spacious from the inside. The floor was covered in blankets and pillows. The outline of the top of the fort was outlined by Christmas lights that gave off a warm and comfortable vibe.

Tony had placed a television inside for entertainment.

"What do you think?" Tony asked.

Stephen looked at him. "I think I'm going out with an actual seven year old." He smiled.

"Oh!" Tony gasped. "I almost forgot." He said reaching from behind the television. "You left this behind in the dorm when you were cleaning out the day we were both leaving." Tony said, pulling out a book.

Stephen gasped. "It can't be." He said.

"But it is." Tony handed it to Stephen.

Where the Wild Things Are

Stephen opened the book to the first page.

This book belongs to: Stephen Vincent Strange

Was written sloppily on it with a black marker.

Stephen looked up at Tony. "You've kept it all these years?"

"Yes." Tony said. "I couldn't throw it away. It was the first thing we both had in common."

Stephen looked down at the book, then at Tony. "What did I do to deserve someone like you?" He said, setting the book down and reaching out for Tony.

They embraced each other, Stephen kissed Tony's cheek.

Tony took Stephen's face in his hands and stared into his eyes. "You've been making me crazy. The way my heart has been racing.
I've been feeling you lately." Tony said. "I can't believe that I found you. You were the piece I was missing. I saw no reason in living til I laid eyes on you.You picked me up from the ground. Oh I'm thankful that you're mine."

"Just kiss me already." Stephen said.

Tony connected their lips.

///0///0

"And then I saw this little baby girl who had a pretty bad cough." Stephen was telling Tony about his day as he played with Tony's fingers, pulling them up and down like little levers.

Tony listened, staring at him with heart eyes.

Gosh, he felt like the luckiest man in the whole damn world.

"Then there two cute little twins that walked in." Stephen said. "Miles and Elijah." He said. "They wore the same outfit, but different colors you know? So you could tell them apart, but they were still pretty cute. Elijah said that his favorite animal were monkeys. Miles says he likes dinosaurs."

"Mhm." Tony nodded, still dazed over Stephen's beauty.

"Do you think we'll ever have kids?" Stephen asked.

"Hm?" Tony shook his head, looking at Stephen directly now. "What was that? Sorry, I was lost in your beauty."

Stephen blushed. "Nothing." He said. "I was just asking myself something out loud."

"Oh." Tony said. "Okay." He kissed Stephen's forehead. "Let's go to bed okay?"

"Yes. I'm tired." Stephen said. He turned his back to Tony for him to spoon.

Tony wrapped his arms around Stephen and pulled him close to his chest, closing all the space between them.

It was quiet, Stephen had just gotten through closing his eyes.

"And maybe." Tony said into his ear. "One or two." He said.

Stephen didn't say anything, but a huge smile formed on his lips.

A flashlight suddenly lit the inside of the fort. "Hey, Stephen." Tony whispered.

Stephen turned to him.

"Wanna stay up all night reading this beauty?" He asked, pulling back out Stephen's and his favorite childhood book.

Stephen smiled. "Thought you'd never ask." He said, sitting up, snuggling Tony, laying his head on his shoulder.

Tony opened the book and shined the light onto the pages. He began to read. "The night Max wore his wolf suit and made mischief of one kind..."