May December in all the wrong ways.

[arrogantalloy]

WHO: Tony Stark and Bruce Banner
TONE: Confusion
RATING: PG
WHEN: December 19th
WHERE: Ravenclaw 6th year boys dorm
WHAT: Tony wakes up 47 cuddling up to a 16 year old Bruce.


Over Tony's 47 years, many interesting things have happened to him, from his family losing their lives in the war when we was a child to his entire time at Hogwarts, his rise to being a near house hold name after taking control of Stark industries, he was also a consultant to both American and British ministries of magic. He fought in the second wizarding war as well.

But the biggest things to happen in his life of late was finding Bruce after years of lost contact with him, and as of a few months ago, he managed to escape from a kidnapping by a rouge guerilla group after a weapons demonstration, where they kept him for three months trying to force him to build them his high-end weapons.

During this time he caught a small amount of shrapnel that would have killed him if not for an electromagnet put into his chest by a fellow captive. Which he then made his own as he does.


Right now however, Tony finds himself waking up cuddling into his lover. However there is something wrong about how it feels.

For one, there doesn't seem like there is enough hair on the others chest.

Blinking Tony opens his eyes and on noticing there's no grey in the hair he's staring at he sits up and looks down. his reactor casting a faint blue glow over the others back.

"Oh yeah. This is illegal."

Comments

[greenmoonrising]

[Flushes at that and just scurries off, waving at a few of his friends in the Great Hall, staring at a few of the older strangers, and gathers up a plate of food for Tony, content with just an apple for himself. Apparently the influx of adults means coffee is served, so Bruce gets a cup of that for his suddenly mature friend as well before returning.]

[arrogantalloy]

[Tony grins as he returns, he eyes going from the boys face down to the cup.]

Looks good, very good.

[He holds his hand out for the coffee, proving that he's has no problems accepting things from Bruce now.]

Ready to head to the tree?

[greenmoonrising]

[Blinks at that and cautiously hands over the coffee to Tony.]

Um... yeah...

[arrogantalloy]

[He takes the coffee appreciatively, and drinks it.]

Oh yeah, elf coffee. The really need proper coffee machines.

[After savouring the near gulp he takes he raises an eyebrow at Bruce.]

Something wrong?

[greenmoonrising]

You don't like people handing you things.

[arrogantalloy]

There are a few I don't mind handing me things.

[He leans in close to Bruce.]

And when we've had as much sex as we have, I think it's fair to say I can handle taking things from you.

[Smirking he straightens up then heads towards the Castles doors.]

So, off to the lake.

[greenmoonrising]

[RED AS A TOMATO, it takes him a moment to remember how to walk again.]

[arrogantalloy]

[He looks over his shoulder, obviously amused.]

Stay with me there, you might drop the plate.

[greenmoonrising]

I don't drop things unless people startle me. [Grumbles and hunches shoulders, following again.]

[arrogantalloy]

Oh yeah? Well I could say I did startle you. But with the look of your face...

[His smirk widens.]

...yeah, maybe not.

[He slows up a moment so Bruce can walk next to him, then continues to head to the tree by the lake.]

[greenmoonrising]

[Scoffs and ducks head, not looking up at him as they walk, easily sitting in the dirt under the tree, snow everywhere around them except under the cover of the tree.]

[arrogantalloy]

[Tony stays standing, looking around drinking his coffee.]

I really did never come out here enough.

[He looks at Bruce and smiles before sitting down next to him.]

We should go here, when we're together.

[He pinches some bacon from the plate and chews it.]

[greenmoonrising]

[Passes the plate to Tony, nibbling on his apple.]

We're here now, and that's something for me at least.

[arrogantalloy]

[Taking the plate he puts it on his lap.]

You've been really sure about me there, haven't you?

[greenmoonrising]

[Glances up at, mid-chew.] What do you mean?

[arrogantalloy]

That I wouldn't be interested in you. I mean sure, never really had a reputation of talking to people about the right things, or not acting larger than life.

But looking back, I was kind of obvious.

[greenmoonrising]

Not... really. [Frowns.] You get all huffy if I spend too long talking to Herbert or sometimes even Thor and Arthur but I just figure that's because you're possessive with your friends.

[arrogantalloy]

[He chuckles before picking more from his plate.]

Yet I didn't care who Sherlock, or Natasha spoke to. Ever notice that?

[greenmoonrising]

... No... [Blinks, scratching his head.]