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

[arrogantalloy]

[Tony glances around as he's stared at. Knowing exactly where Bruce's mind has gone, but isn't planing on confirming it. Then rubs his chin before shaking his head.]

Didn't what? I'm talking about you trying to talk me out of doing thinks that put me in hospital a few times, but have really contributed to muggles or wizards over the years. Oh, and don't even think about telling me about what happens in Afghanistan, it needs to happen.

[He points an authoritative finger at Bruce. With out it he would have never redesigned his fathers reactor and got it to work properly]

Well, more we bump into each other when she gets ou- Yeah, we still keep in touch. Me and Sherlock stay friends too.

[greenmoonrising]

[Sighs and nods.] I doubt the current you would believe me if I said anything anyway. Do I have to be best man at your wedding? [Scoffing even though the thought of it hurts.]

... Natasha went to Azkaban!?

[arrogantalloy]

[Tony can't help but grin at the question.]

No, I can easily say you'll never have that great honour. I don't even think we've discussed getting to that point actually. Hmmm.

[Lets himself disappear to his own thoughts for a moment, before nodding a little at the exclamation.]

Yeah, other than getting herself some interesting talents and skills. She's still pretty much the prima ballerina we knew growing up.

[greenmoonrising]

[Looks hurt at that but quickly gets rid of the expression, getting his tie on.]

I'm not going to ask - not sure I want to know what these skills of hers' are.

[arrogantalloy]

[Clears his throat, when he see's the frown. Not at all comfortable that he has to be vague on purpose.]

Yeah she has an amazing talent for getting into trouble.

[greenmoonrising]

[Puts socks and shoes on and smiles wryly at that.] Of course.

[arrogantalloy]

Surprised you haven't asked about the others, actually.

[greenmoonrising]

I don't like skipping ahead to the end of the book. It keeps me out of the loop for bad news in relation to me. [Shrugs, running a hand through his hair and messing it up more.]

Breakfast?

[arrogantalloy]

Unless it's about who I'm married to?

[Raising of the mocking eyebrow . . . Complete.]

And as good as breakfast sounds. Not entirely sure I should be out around a bunch of kids with a glowing ring of destiny here. Maybe I should get Happy to get me a suit...

[greenmoonrising]

You're my closest friend, aren't I allowed to be curious about who you finally settle down with? Especially considering I'm not best man at your wedding...

Happy might freak out if you try to use him as you are now. We could try enlarging some of the younger you's clothes? You still like AC/DC right?

[arrogantalloy]

Because there hasn't been a wedding. And I honestly don't know if they'd want one, actually.

[Tony gives him an almost pitying look.]

You can't stop loving the classics, Bruce. And the shirts too thin for the reactor. I'll use one of my suits.

[He starts digging about in his trunk.]

[greenmoonrising]

Why, commitment phobe?

[Watches.]

[arrogantalloy]

[Kind of flinches at being called that, and tries to run his hand through his hair to pass it off before pulling out the suit.]

There you are. And no, well. Hmm, actually no. We just haven't spoken about it.

[He frowns at the suit,]

That I can remember. I really haven't gotten that much taller. That's... Depressing. We're both mostly busy a lot anyway, so I guess we're content with just being in the same house at night, every night. Well, not every night, business trips and hostage maneuvers to kind of cut into that time. But, statistically.

[He starts to go looking for his wand so he can cast the spell.]

[greenmoonrising]

I meant the other party, not you. [Dryly.]

Do I get any taller? [Holds out his own wand in case Tony can't find his own. It can be a bit temperamental but it's generally polite if Bruce is lending it as opposed to having it snatched.]

[arrogantalloy]

Uh? You know I think they are the settling down type.

[He reaches out for Bruce's wand as it's offered, as if he was either expecting it, or just used to the gesture that it's second nature to him.]

Just shorter than me, actually. If you don't count your hair.

[greenmoonrising]

So you're still a bit iffy on long-term relationships?


You mean the white-man affro lasts that long?

[arrogantalloy]

It's been, about five years? So yeah, not really too sure on that. I think. I don't really keep track of time. Could be more, really you'd have to ask th- You know. Never mind about the asking.

[He flicks the wand and the clothes start to grow.]

Well, becomes more of a wave now I think about it. This should do nicely.

[He then proceeds to just change in front of him, kicking off his sweat pants before slipping on underwear.]

[greenmoonrising]

Five years and neither of you have a ring put on the other's finger? [Sceptical, about to ask more and then Tony strips, so just blushes, snaps mouth shut and turns away.]

[arrogantalloy]

I went from MIT to being the head and chief engineer of Stark Industries. They've been busy making a name for themselves in their respective circles themselves. We've been busy.

[Once he's buttoned his trousers, he then slips on his shirt, leaving it unbuttoned while he looks for a tie.]

[greenmoonrising]

[Sits on his bed, staring down at hands.]

[arrogantalloy]

[He pulls out his Ravenclaw tie and puts it around his neck before turning around to see Bruce sitting there. Then sits down next to him, starting to tie the tie slowly.]

[greenmoonrising]

[Watches him and smiles crookedly, a bit exasperated.]

Nearly 20 years or something and you still can't do a proper double Windsor.

[Sighs and moves to stand in front of him, hands batting away at Tony's so he can do the tie himself.]

I take it your assistant or whoever does this for you now?

[arrogantalloy]

[He drops his hands and watches Bruce's work.]

They take too much time. Quick and easy looks fine anyway.

[He then slowly looks up at him. Seeing the man he becomes more than the teen in front of him, and it's so hard not to say something.]

My whoever. They get to me long before Pepper ever gets the chance.

[greenmoonrising]

[Hums and pauses, thinking, before slowly tightening the tie and bringing the knot up.]

You keep saying 'they' instead of 'she' when you talk about this other of yours'.

... Tony... are you with a man? [Blinks with surprise.]

[arrogantalloy]

Maybe I've become a fan of the pronoun game? It's not unusual for me to be vague and unhelpful.

[Gives him a passive look in an attempt to give nothing away.]