sherlockian_syn: (strange)
sherlockian_syn ([personal profile] sherlockian_syn) wrote2019-07-26 07:43 pm

Drabble: MCU (IronStrange)

This drabble was written for the 100 Words/Heat Waves [livejournal.com profile] comment_fic prompt: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Any, Whenever he calls my name / Soft, low, sweet, and plain / Right then, right there, I feel that burning flame (Martha and the Vandellas)

“Tony?”

Tony felt a distinct warmth emanating from the pit of his stomach, spreading through his body, into his limbs, his neck, his cheeks. Ridiculous, that someone saying his name out loud would make him feel this way.

But this someone was Stephen Strange, and it was proof that the two of them had come a long way since Protecting your reality, douchebag, and Unlike everyone else in your life, I don't work for you.

Mostly, they still referred to each other by their last names. It was utilitarian and straight-forward, didn’t mean anything other than getting the other’s attention. Sometimes Tony called him Doc or some word play on Stephen’s title of Sorcerer Supreme. Stephen had his own jokes, mostly in reference to McDonald’s colors or Tony’s insane amount of wealth.

But when the joking stopped, when it was just Tony and Stephen, there was an intimacy there that spoke volumes between them. It never failed to take Tony’s breath away.

“Yes, Stephen?”

“We should probably eat.”

Tony watched as Stephen stood up and stretched, muscles taut for a few moments, before relaxing and fading into a fatigued posture.

“Pizza?”

“Deli.”

Tony smiled. “Can we ever agree on anything?”