Narrator's POV

"Leaving so soon Doctor?" Said a nurse, watching Stephen leave.

"Yes." Stephen said. "There's a few things I need to pick at the grocery store."

"Oh." She said.

"Have a good day Cynthia." He said.

"Doctor Strange." She called out.

Stephen turned to her.

"I was wondering if maybe..." She said.

All the nurses turned to her.

"She's really gonna do it." There were whispers here and there.

"...one day you'd like to go out for a coff-"

"Stephen." Tony came around the corner.

"Oh, hey Honey." He kissed Tony's cheek.

All the nurses gasped. Their hearts breaking.

"How was your d-"

"Hold on, Cynthia was telling me something." Stephen turned to her. "What was it that you were gonna ask me?"

Tony looked at her and raised a eyebrow.

"Oh. Um..." Her cheeks turned red. "I forgot." She said.

"I'm sure it wasn't that important, whatever it was." Stephen said. "Have a good day." Stephen said.

Tony placed an arm around Stephen and kissed his cheek. "Come on, Hun." He said, giving the nurses one last glare before he walked out with Stephen. "How was your day?"

"It was good. There's this little boy named Daniel that..."

The nurse all looked at each other.

"He's gay?" A nurse asked.

"And he's getting banged by Tony Stark." Another said.

They sighed, watching them leave.

"I guess somethings just stay dreams." One said.

///0///0

"So, how many of those nurses have tried to ask you out for a coffee?" Tony asked, clicking a button on his keychain.

The doors to his car opened.

"Hm?" Stephen looked at him, pulling his laptop bag off and getting into the car.

"Oh, come on. It's obvious they all like you." Tony said, starting the car.

"Really?" Stephen asked. "I haven't noticed."

Tony chuckled lightly. "You're cute." He said, driving away.

A Goldfish snacks commercial came on the radio.

The snack that smiles back

Tony smiled. "Stephen." He said over the commercial.

"Yes?" Stephen asked.

Then it hit him.

"Oh, stop it." He gave Tony's leg a light slap.

///0///0

"All I'm saying is that if turtles had thumbs they'd be able to hold their food instead of chewing and hold it with their mouths." Tony said, holding the door opened for Stephen to a restaurant.

"Tony, turtles probably don't have thumbs for a reason. Thank you." He said, walking in.

"But what if they did? It's be so much easier for them t-"

"Stephen?" Cane a voice from inside the restaurant.

Stephen and Tony looked around.

Stephen smiled. "Olive, hello." He said, smiling.

The two came toward each other and embraced each other.

"How are you?" Stephen asked.

"I've been better, but I'm starting to finally get used it." Olive said.

"That's good." Stephen smiled.

"Oh, Mr. Stark. Hello." She said, looking at him.

"Tony, please." Tony said.

"What're you doing here?" Stephen asked.

"I'm out with Timothy." Olive said.

"Timothy's here?" Stephen asked.

Tony looked up, his protection mode activating. "Jarvis." He whispered.

Yes sir?

"Keep an eye for a Timothy Green."

Sir, Mr. Green is approaching n-"

"Sh." Tony whispered.

"Olive, Honey, there you are." Came Timothy's voice. "Where have y- Stephen." Timothy said, looking at Stephen.

"Timothy, hi." Stephen smiled at him.

They shook hands.

"What are you guys doing here?" Timothy asked.

"We came in for dinner." Stephen said.

"Oh, you should join us. We just got here." Olive said.

"That would be-"

Tony cut Stephen off. "I don't know if, Mr. Green over here would like that v-"

"That sounds like a great idea." Timothy said. "I wouldn't mind at all."

"Great." Stephen smiled.

///0///0

Tony squinted at Stephen and Timothy that were laughing at who knows what.

"So how's the knew job going?" Timothy asked.

"It's going good. Very good." Stephen said. "I don't think I ever thanked you for giving me this opportunity."

"Oh, don't mention it." Timothy said. "It's the least I could do after what you did for my family."

"Oh, quit your sweet little act you double faced weed." Tony said under his breath.

"Tony." Olive's voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Hm?" He looked at her.

"I've been meaning to ask." Olive said.

Tony listened.

"Are you and Doctor Strange..." She looked around. "...an item?" She asked, swirling around her wine glass.

"Uh." Tony's breath cut short. He looked over at Stephen and Timothy. His eyebrows furrowing and a smirk settling on his face. "Y e s. We are." He said slowly.

"Oh, how lovely." Olive said. "How long have you two been together?" She asked.

"A couple of months now." Tony said.

"Oh, and how's it going?" She asked.

"It's been going great, actually." Tony said. "We've been discussing kids already."

"Oh really?"

"Yup." Tony put an arm around Stephen. "Isn't that right, Stephen?"

"Hm?" Stephen looked at him.

"You and Tony are thinking about kids." Olive said.

Timothy looked at the two. "Oh, you guys are going at it again?" He asked.

Stephen blushed. "Umm...yeah." He said

"Of course." Tony said. "This man completes me."

"Aww." Olive smiled. "See, Tony compliments Stephen, why don't you do that?"

"Okay." Timothy said. "Your hair is nice Stephen."

Stephen raised a brow.

"Yeah, I don't get it either." Timothy said, laughing a little.

"Timothy Maddison Green." Olive said.

"I'm just kid-"

"Your middle name is Maddison?" Tony asked. "Why was I never told about this?"

"Because you'd make fun of me for it." Timothy said.

"You bet I would've. I'm gonna do it now." Tony said.

"Tony." Stephen said.

"Okay." Tony said, stopping.

"Well, tonight was delightful." Stephen said. "But Tony and I must be on our way. We've got things to do tomorrow." Stephen said. "Thank you so much for everything." Stephen said.

"Olive. It was lovely to meet you." Tony said.

"And you too." Olive smiled at him.

"Mr. Green." Tony said, squinting at him.

Timothy smiled at him.

"You better watch where y-"

"We must be going." Stephen said, pushing Tony toward the door, and walking. "I'll see you around Tim." He said

"No you won't." Tony said, crossing his arms and continued to be pushed by Stephen.

///0///0

"How are you so okay with this?" Tony asked, coming into his and Stephen's room.

"Tony, people change." Stephen said, behind him.

"I'm sorry. He tried to kill you. I mean, have they even charged him for attempted murder? That guy is a criminal! This is outrageous...this...this IS MADNESS!" Tony shouted, standing on the bed now.

"Tony, just-" Stephen sighed once he saw Tony standing on the bed. "Just calm down. I forgave him. We're all good." Stephen said.

"I'm not. I'm not keeping my eyes off of that lying, two faced, murderous pothead." Tony hissed.

Stephe roles his eyes. "Just calm down." He said. "Look, you can go talk to him an evening, and see that everything is fine." He said, taking a suit case out of the closet. "In fact..." He said, opening a drawer. "You guys should hang out while I'm gone."

"Wait, when are you leaving again?"

"Tomorrow."

"Already?!" Tony bounced on the bed and hopped off. "You can't leave. Don't go!" Tony wrapped his arms around Stephen's waist, falling to his knees.

"It'll only be a few days." Stephen said, laughing a little.

"And leave me all alone? Who's gonna hold me?" Tony asked.

"Well, what do you usually do when I'm gone?"

"Wait for you to come back." Tony said.

"Aww, honey." Stephen looked down at Tony. "It'll be fine. I'll be back before you know it." He smiled.

"Don't goooooooo." Tony said, looking up at him.

"I'm totally going." Stephen said.

"Ngh!" Tony buried his face in Stephen's abdomen.

"Oh, honey." Stephen chuckled lightly and held Tony close.