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Steve groaned as he stepped out of the elevator into Tony’s penthouse, arm massaging his neck. He was on a mission all day and right after was debriefing and Steve didn’t even have a chance to relax. His back was killing him, his arms and legs are sore, and he has a killing migraine. He just wanted to rest the rest of the day with his boyfriend in bed, doing absolutely nothing. He stepped into the living room and saw Tony bent over a tablet, typing something with startling speed. Steve snuck up behind Tony and snaked his arms around his waist pulling him close.

“Hey sweetheart.” Steve muttered in Tony’s ear.

Tony grinned as he turned around and kissed Steve, “Hey honey, how are you?”

Steve flopped down with a groan, “Tired and sore everywhere, my back is killing me, my arms and legs are sore, and I have a horrible migraine.”

Tony winced sympathetically before he reached over and pulled Steve up, leading him to the bedroom, “I have an idea on how to destressify you.”

Steve followed, groaning as his arms and back aches in protest, “Hopefully it’s just relaxing in bed, I don’t have the energy for anything more than that.”

“You’re gonna take a bath and I’m going to wash you in a completely non-sexual manner.” Tony said.

Steve hummed in appreciation, “That sounds absolutely divine love.”

Tony grinned in triumph, “I know.”

Tony pulled Steve into the bedroom and sat him on the bed, “Now you get undressed and I’ll go set up the bath for you and then I’ll lead you in.”

“Thanks love.” Steve whispered, reverence and awe at how caring his boyfriend was,

Tony walked out into the bathroom before he set the water to a temperature bordering on too hot. He set out some shampoo, body wash, conditioner, and a scrubber before he laid out a couple fluffy towels. When the tub filled up he turned off the water, and preparing for Steve, he took off his shirt and set it aside. He walks into the bedroom and sees Steve completely naked on the bed, showing off his whole glory. Tony ignores that and takes his boyfriend, by the hand, into the bathroom.

Tony lowers Steve into the water, who groans in pleasure as the hot water caresses his skin and soothes his aching muscles.

“That’s it baby, feels good doesn’t it?” Tony coos at Steve as he squirts some body wash onto the scrubber.

Steve just nods his head to the question and lets out a small moan of appreciation as Tony starts rubbing soothing circles over his chest. Tony moves lower onto the abs where he continues the small circles with the scrubber. He moves onto the arms, paying special attention to his wrist and fingers along with his deltoid muscle and biceps. He uses his fingers and soothes the tension in the arms that Steve uses to swing the shield all day. He moves onto Steve’s privates and keeps it soft and simple, since today was about comfort and not about arousal.

Tony shifts his attention to the legs and discards the scrubber, rubbing with his hands and releasing the knots in the calves and bottom of the feet. Steve hums in appreciation when Tony soothes the soles of his feet, since they've been hurting from the end of the mission.

“Honey turn around I have to do your back, then your face and we’re done. I’ll also give you another massage once we get into bed.”

“Have I ever said that I love you and you are the best boyfriend ever?” Steve whispers as he turns around, his head carefully placed on the lip of the tub to keep him from diving in the water.

“Many times love, but you are just as great a lover.” Tony whispers back.

Tony coats his hands in more body wash and starts at the top of his neck. Tony rubs his hands up and down the sides of Steve’s neck and rubs soothing circles in the muscles and bone of his neck, causing Steve to become putty in his hands. Tony moves down to the trapezius muscles right beside the neck, working out the hardness of the knots all the while. Tony shifts downward some more and works on Steve's shoulder blades working the whole bone, shifting it and digging his hands under the bone, shifting it around. This causes Steve to let loose a filthy moan as the tension is slowly released from every where in his body.

“That’s great love, you’re doing amazing, just relax and let me take care of you.” Tony continues to sweet talk in Steve’s ear as he unknots Steve’s back, where Steve just groans in response as all the stress is taken away from him. Soon Tony finishes with the massage and squirts some shampoo onto his hand, wets Steve's hair and then scraps his fingernails with the shampoo through his hair.

As Tony starts to massage Steve’s scalp, Steve relaxes even more under the ministrations, groaning in complete pleasure. Soon Tony finishes and rinses Steve off and Tony pulls him up to his feet and onto the towel by the tub. Steve gets up looking like he’s about to dry himself off but he sees Tony lift up a towel in front of him. Steve steps into Tony’s embrace and sloches against Tony as he rubs the towel up and down Steve’s body to get him to relax. Soon Tony finishes and Tony grabs him and leads him out the bathroom and into the bedroom and slides a pair of boxers on Steve, then lays him down.

“Just relax, I’m going to take care of you baby, you don’t have to do anything.” Tony coos as he places some vanilla massage lotion onto his hand starts to massage his shoulders. Tony rubs his hands up and down Steve’s arm, pushing at the knots and easing the tension out of them.

“This feels absolutely amazing love.” Steve whispered as he was overtaken in the pleasure of the massage as Tony continued to work on his back.

Tony smiles and starts to work on Steve’s feet. He works down the thigh and down to the calves over to the soles of the feet, working out the tension and soothing the muscles. Tony finishes up and places the lotion away, then tucks Steve into bed.

“Come to bed with me please love?” Steve slurred as he made grabby hands at Tony.

“I will honey let me get undressed.” Tony smiled, a smile full of love and adoration at his boyfriend. Tony takes off his shirt and pants, changing his boxers and crawls into bed, right next to Steve. He pulls Steve against him, tucking his head under his chin, Steve’s mouth breathing hot breaths of hair on his skin. Steve wraps his arms around Tony’s waist and intertwines their legs as Tony puts his arms around Steve’s shoulders.

“Good night love.” Steve mumbled against Tony’s collarbone.

Tony smiles as he looks down at a bleary eyed Steve and bends down and kisses the top of Steve’s head, “Goodnight honey.”

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Tony casually strutted into the empty kitchen, looking for a snack. The Avengers just finished a fight against some Doom bots, which was pathetically easy. They all decided to skip debriefing today and come back to the tower and relax for the rest of the day. Tony decided to fly ahead since he had to fix the armor.

Tony reached out to grab a cup with his left hand but found that he couldn’t move it. He glanced and saw that his shoulder was dislocated and his ulna and radius was broken.

“Oh for fucks sake.” Tony groaned before he reached over and popped his shoulder back in place in one fluid motion. He then grabbed two wooden spoons that he had for this very occasion, and splintered his left arm in them, tying them with two rubber bands.

He walked over and got some bread with some vegetables, but as soon as he turned over he saw the rest of the Avengers staring at him with horror.

“What?” Tony tilted his head, trying to think of what could cause the Avengers to look that horrified.

“What the hell was that?” Steve questions staring at Tony.
“What was what? I really have no idea what you guys are talking about.” Tony just stares at the team, thinking of what he had done to horrify them.

“What the hell did you do to your arm?” Clint explodes, unable to take it anymore.

“Ohh.” Tony mutters before he waves the team around him. The team comes to sit around him, all of them making sure they can keep an eye on him. “All I did was relocate my dislocated shoulder and splinted my broken ulna and radius.”

“You should’ve gone to the hospital for that, not done it yourself.” Steve says incredulously.

“Why should I have gone to the hospital if I didn’t feel anything. I thought I was okay until I stepped out of my suit, but I’ve done this hundreds of times by myself.” Tony waves off the looks as he starts to prepare his bread.

A hand hovered over his food, making him stop and stare at the incredulous looks of his team. Scott speaks up, feeling horrified and slightly guilty, “What do you mean you can’t see it? You should feel the dislocated shoulder and broken ulna and radius.”

Tony sighed, “I never told anyone?” He looks around and gets nods, “I have a condition called Congenital Analgesia, which means I don’t feel any pain. For example I could be having a heart attack and I’ll never know, or I could be dying and I’ll never know.”

The Avengers are left in silence thinking about the information they just gained.

“You’ve had this your whole life? Even while we were a small team?” Natasha questions, thinking about the implications of the statement.
Tony winced, knowing how the team would take it with his answer, “Yes. All the times I said I was fine was because I had no idea what injuries I had, I always had Jarvis, and now Friday, scan me and see what injuries I have.”

Steve looks up, guilt and shame running rampant, “Damnit Tony, you could have died and we would’ve had no way of knowing until we saw your body.”

“I know, I know but I didn’t trust any of you at the moment, even if I acted like I did.” At their downtrodden looks, Tony hurriedly continued, “It wasn’t because of anything you guys did, I became part of a team almost as soon as Stane almost killed me, my trust towards anyone was broken. Eventually I started to trust you more but I just never had a good time to tell you guys. But now you know so you can help make sure I’m not dying.”

The Avengers look up, determination lining their faces as they look at Tony.

“Yes we will.” Bucky steps up, then looks over his shoulder mischievously, “We can’t have the guy we all like dying before we make him ours.”

Tony gaped at Bucky as the statement settled in his mind, he glanced at the other Avengers and saw all of them looking self conscious and shuffling around waiting for Tony’s response.

“Ummmm.” Tony smartly responded, still processing the statement in his head, “Wait really? All of you?”

“Yes,” Scott steps up, feeling a little more confident as Tony didn’t give a blatant rejection yet, “We all want to date you. We’ll wait until you decide who you want to date.”

Tony shuffles, hopping right left, before he blushes and starts to stammer, “W-well i-if you guys don’t mind….”

The others patiently wait for a response from their resident genius.

“I’d like to date all of you, at once.”

“So polyamorous?” Natasha questions, thinking about it.

“Yes, I like all of you, and I want all of you.” Tony says, standing more confidently.

Steve shrugs, “I have no problems with sharing Tony, we’d just need to make a schedule to keep things in order.”

The others nod in agreement, making Tony brighten up. Tony walks around and offers a kiss to all of them.

“Now why don’t we go watch a movie and relax for the rest of the day.”

Tony walks into the living room, pulling a rather large blanket and settling it on the ground in the middle. Tony sits in the exact middle and waits for the rest of his lovers to join him. Steve and Bucky take up spots right behind Tony, letting him lean onto them. Natasha and Clint go onto his left side, cuddling together and leaning onto Tony. Wanda and Pietro take up the other side, taking the same position as Natasha and Clint. Sam and Scott lay across his thighs while Bruce and Thor lay stomach first next to his feet.

“Who wants to pick a movie?” Tony questions looking around.

“Why don’t you pick the movie today?” Clint suggested, voice muffled in Natasha’s shoulder.

“Hmmmmm.” Tony tries to think of a good movie, “Love, actually okay?”

After noises of confirmation, Friday sets up the movie.
Tony leans back and looks around him staring at all of his lovers, before sighing in contentment and sitting back and watching the movie with them.

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It was slowly approaching Christmas time in the Avengers Tower. The entire tower was decked out in festive lights and streamers throughout the entire common floor. There was a large 12’ christmas tree off in the corner, decked out in globes and lights. There were several plates of cookies on the countertop with 12 glasses of milk, in various stages of being drunk. Next to the cookies were plates of Fruitcake, cupcakes, cake, and other sweets.

Under the TV were 12 stockings with the initials NR, SR, JBB, TO, WA, PA, BB, CB, CD, SL, SW, TS. They were all filled to the brim with tiny toy’s and packs of cookies.

The Avengers were out on the balcony playing around in the snow, which was being helped by Thor’s powers. Steve and Bucky were wrestling out in snow, laughing and giggling while shoveling snow down each other's shirts. Thor and Bruce were nearby watching the scene, shaking heads in amusement. Wanda and Pietro were making a small snowman on the bar of the balcony.

Carol, Clint, and Natasha were laughing and shoving each other into the snow, making snow angels in the snow. Sam and Scott made snowballs and, while snickering, were sneakily throwing them at the others, hoping they won’t come and attack them. Tony was leaning against the door, arms crossed over his chest, covering his arc reactor over the fuzzy hot rod red bath robe he has on. Fuzzy slippers were pressed lightly into the snow, covering his feet from the cold snow.

Tony smiled as he stared at the other’s having fun and acting like little kids. He thought about all of their pasts and how this moment makes it all worth it, moments they can act with nothing in the world holding them down. No kidnapping, no missions, no world saving business, no torture, and no bad pasts holding them down. All that matters is now and the people around them.

Tony glanced to look at Burce, from where he was looking at Sam and Scott, where Bruce beckoned him closer but Tony just shook his head. Bruce shrugged and turned to look at the super soldiers who were shoveling snow down each other’s shirts.

Tony moved his arms, revealing the sparsely covered chest which contained the arc reactor. Tony suddenly gasped, falling down with a quick “Fuck.”

Suddenly his family appears around him, identical looks of concern etched on everyone’s face.

“Tony, what’s happening?” Bruce’s voice filled with concern brought Tony’s attention to him, looking up and seeing his family.

“T-too c-cold. R-reactor.” Tony stuttered out, trying to bring his arms up to cover his chest. Steve and Bucky pick Tony up, carrying him over to the large 12 person couch.

They place Tony down in between them, crossing arms over the reactor covering Tony in warmth. The others take up positions around Tony, each bringing a blanket to cover each other with.

“T-t-thanks guys.” Tony tries to smile bashfully, but it comes across as a grimace with chattering teeth.

“Rest.” Steve brings Tony further into his and Bucky’s laps, “We’ll be here to warm you up.”

Tony nods as he closes his eyes and soaks in the warmth from the two heaters beside him.

“Bruce almost done?” Clint calls out, tucking himself in between Tony’s left leg and Natasha and Carol. Wanda, Pietro, Sam, and Scott were on the other side by Tony’s right leg.

“Yes, here.” Bruce walks in carrying 6 mugs of hot chocolate, Thor trailing behind him looking like a lost puppy, while carrying the rest of the mugs.

“Thanks Brucie.” Tony croaks out as he picks up the mug between shivering hands.

“Just rest Tones.” Bruce whispered, kissing Tony affectionately on the crown of his head.

“What movie should we watch?” Wanda’s soft voice broke the comfortable silence.

“The knight before Christmas? Spelled K-N-I-G-H-T.” Scott asked.

The team ponders this suggestion for a bit before they unanimously decide to watch this movie.

“Fry put ‘The Knight before Christmas’ please.” Tony said, voice wavering only slightly from the clacking of his teeth.

“Hey Tony?” Steve whispered in Tony’s ear, who offered a grunt, “Merry Christmas and I love you.”

This prompted the rest of the Avengers to wish each other a Merry Chritsmas and offer Tony an ‘I love you’ who blushed bright red at their admittance.

“Merry Christmas and I love you guys too.”

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Tony sighed, running a hand through oil coated hair as he walked towards the school library at his college. He took a deep gulp of his piping hot black coffee, inhaling the rich scent. This past week he’s been up 24/7, pulling all nighters every day, as he studied for all of his exams, including but not limited to Physics, Organic Chemistry, Calculus 3, Philosophy, French, Spanish, German, Japanese, Quantum Physics/Quantum Mechanics, Biology, Anatomy, and Physiology. He knows he shouldn’t have taken so many hard classes this semester but he had 1 year left on his Ph.D for Mechanical Engineering and he wanted to get his other classes ready for his other Phds.

Tony let the calculations run through his mind as he walked leisurely to the library. “If I finish all of these classes with A’s this semester, next semester I should have only a few easy classes. Then hopefully I’ll have a 76.98% chance to relax my last year with practical work only. Though there is also a 56.6% chance that it will require more hands on experience than specified, which I will have a 45.8% chance to enjoy and a 67.89% chance to actually apply it when I get a job. Overall around a 63.56% chance that I’ll be able to hang out with Pepper and Rhodey more throughout my last year, though the percentage will go down since Pepper is busy with Law school and Rhodey wants to get his Mechanical degree done quick. I won’t be able to find any other Lady Hestia Friends, I do have Arthur but he’s in Lady Aphrodite which means not as much contact. I prefer not to get any Lady Artemis friends but it may sometime be inevitable. Meg the cashier at the coffee shop is also quickly becoming a Lady Aphrodite friend.”

Tony’s thoughts rambled as he walked in through the door to the library, immediately turning right to go to the coffee shop.

“Hey Tony back for more?” Meg, the cashier, greeted with an easy smile which turned into a worried frown as she took in Tony’s appearance, “You should get some sleep, you look horrible.”

Tony offered a frail smile, running a hand through grease soaked hair, knowing he looked horrible. He had dark blue bruises of sleep under his eyes, with exhaustion seeping through every muscle. His clothes looked like they’d been worn all week, which is exactly what happened, and his posture slipped into a low slouch.

“I know Meg.” Tony offered another frail smile, “I will soon, but I need to finish finals first.”

Meg offered a worried smile, “I know hun but you really need sleep.” She made an ‘oh’ sound before she scribbled something on a piece of paper, handing it off to Tony.

Tony glanced down and saw that she added her name with a little smiley face, he glanced up at her questionably.

Meg laughed at the cute pout he made, quickly punching in his order as she grabbed a couple blueberry pastries and handed them to Tony after she put them in a bag.

“Me and my girlfriend are happy to help you at any time. Just text or call for anything, even if you just want to talk.” Meg winked as she ripped off a receipt and handed it to Tony, his usual order of two black coffee’s with some added blueberry pastries.

Tony smiled, immediately making a note, “Correction, move Meg and her girlfriend up to Lady Aphrodite friends, hovering on Lady Hestia friends.”

“Meg you’re a lifesaver and I love you.” Tony winked playfully, delighting in her laugh.

“Take care T.” Meg said as she handed him a cardboard tray with the two coffees.

Tony blinked and tilted his head, causing Meg to coo at how cute he looked, “Sure sure M, I’ll text you tonight.”

“You better, we want to make sure you’re okay. You’ve really been worrying me these past few days.” Meg’s worried voice called from behind him.

Tony waved, turning his head back and smiling, causing Meg to laugh. “Correction, they're Lady Hestia friends already.”

As Tony walked through the library, looking for a spot to sit, coffee clutched in his hands, pastries under his arms, his mind immediately went through various equations for Physics, Orgo, Calc, and Quantum, along with reciting words from French, Spanish, German, and Japanese, while also locating bones and muscles for Anatomy and Physiology. He sighed as he thought of all the studying he had to do for tomorrow since he had German, French, Spanish, Japanese, and Calculus 3.

“Tony.” A voice called out.

Tony looked up, twisting his neck as he looked for who called him, finally seeing Pepper, beautiful red headed Pepper, standing next to a group of 7 people, all currently looking at him.

Tony offered a smile as he walked over, setting down the coffee with the pastries and hugging Pepper tight.

“Pepper, light of my life, my love goddess, how are you?” Tony questioned as he leaned back, still tightly holding onto Pepper.

Pepper offered her laugh again as she responded, “Not too bad, we’re just currently studying for our Biology Exam.” She gestured a hand to the other kids, all of them offering a quiet nod or enthusiastic wave.

Tony groaned as he heard that, “God tell me about that, that shit is hard to study for.”

Pepper looked over at Tony, humming in quiet thought, “I didn’t know you were taking Biology this semester.”

Tony suddenly broke out in a cold sweat as he thought over his answer. He never told Pepper, Rhodey, Arthur, Meg, or her girlfriend, Jewel, that he was taking 12 classes this semester, all of them being extremely difficult, especially at the same time.

While he was analyzing his best response, Pepper was quietly glancing over him with a critical eye, the others shuffling nervously beside her. She noted his dark bags, grease stained hair, rumpled clothes and immediately came to a conclusion.

She let out a groan, slamming her head down on her arms, startling all of the others around her including Tony.

“Please tell me you weren’t as stupid as I thought to do what you said last year.” Pepper begged, voice pleading.

Tony shuffled nervously in his seat, hand coming up to rub at the back of his neck, “Pepper, light of my life, what would that be?”

Pepper glanced at Tony, expression set in a hard line, “How many classes are you taking?’

“Why would that matter?” The tall blond football player asked, looking between them worryingly.

Pepper paid little attention to him, still glaring at Tony who looked extremely nervous.

“Ummmm 5.” Tony said, a question in the air, and as Pepper still glared at him he deflated and responded glumly, “12.”

The others looked scandalized at the many classes, while Pepper just groaned pitiously, “I swear to god you stupid motherfucker, you better not have taken any hard classes.”

“Oh my god.” The dirty blonde guy, who could totally be a spy, said, horror etched in his face at the thought of so many classes.

Tony squirmed in his seat, ignoring the concerned glances from the two blondes, the two red heads, and the two brown heads.

“Wait.” Pepper held up a hand, stopping Tony in his tracks as he glanced at Pepper confusingly, “Let me introduce you all to each other before you tell us your horrible schedule.”

“This is Bruce Banner.” Brown head #1 with glasses, offered a nervous smile.

“This is Clint Barton.” Dirty blonde offered a mischievous smile, offering a wave.

“This is Thor Odinson.” The taller blonde guy gave a booming laugh and wide hand wave.

“This is Bucky Barnes.” Brown head #2 gave a small, almost unnoticeable, smile as he offered a head nod.

“This is Natasha Romanov.” Taller redhead gave nothing besides staring at Tony with a piercing look.

“This is Wanda Maximoff.” Red head #2 waved, gazing at Tony with concern.

“Finally this is Steve Rogers.” Muscle hunk gave a small sweet smile, immediately giving Tony butterflies in his stomach that had nothing to do with what he’d eaten, or lack thereof, earlier this morning.

Pepper pointed back at Tony, “Everyone this is Tony Stark, my stupid best friend who’s going to be my bridesmaid at my wedding with Rhodey.”

“Pft you’re gonna be the bridesmaid.” Clint laughed, slapping the table.

Tony gave an unimpressed stare as he replied, “Yes because I am very much gay and my future bf or hubby, if I have one by then, will be the opposing groomsmen. If not Arthur, my other friend, will fill in with me. Also yes I will be wearing a dress, I don’t give a fuck what people say and I will absolutely rock it with 5 inch heels.”

“I like you.” Natasha, terrifying russian spy, said with a small smile, immediately causing the table to faceplant in shock.

“What? But you’ve never liked anyone that fast.” Clint whined, still in shock that his best friend warmed up to someone that fast. It took them 2 years to be best friends, which included a lot of knife stabbing, and it took 1 day for Natasha to like the new guy.

Tony gave a nervous smile, unsure how to respond to the statement.

“No need to be nervous around us.” Thor said, offering a kind smile.

“Ah sorry about that.” Tony coughed, chugging his first cup of coffee, “I just don’t know how to respond. I only had 3 friends, now 5 just upgraded 2 people, and that's it.”

Pepper perked up, immediately dissecting the information, “Oh really you upgraded two people up on your list. What level?”

The others exchanged confused glances at the word level, while Tony replied, “Lady Hestia.”

Pepper loudly gasped, the other jumping at the noise, “Really? But you’ve only had me and Rhodey in there for a while, and Arthur is in Lady Aphrodite.”

“Yea it’s Meg and her girlfriend, Jewel, they both were really nice and concerned about me, and Meg gave me her number to talk to her so I immediately bumped her up.” Tony offered another shy smile, devouring two pastries in one hand.

“Levels?” Bucky questioned, staring between the two of them.
Tony glanced at Pepper who nodded her head, saying it was okay.

“I divide my friends into levels based on what they do. Actions, speaking, mannerisms, lies, I analyze everything and place them in categories.”

“How many categories do you have?” Steve questioned, shy smile in place with a hint of red dusting on his cheeks.

Tony glanced and saw everyone’s attention on him, blushing quietly before speaking, “I have 4. Lady Aphrodite is the level for close friends who I sometimes initiate contact with. Lady Hestia is for friends who are almost family and who I will freely touch. Lady Artemis is for friends who I will offer a greeting too, but not close enough to touch or tell secrets. And finally is Lady Hera for enemies or others.”

“Damn that’s well thought out.” Steve whistled as he listened to all of the thought put into that.

Tony quietly blushed at the praise, causing Steve to internally coo at how cute he looked, and as soon as that happened Steve realised that he had a huge massive crush on this guy he just met.

Pepper slammed her hands on the table, which would’ve spilled Tony’s coffee if he hadn’t already finished them.

“Enough small talk. Tell me what classes you’re taking.” Pepper demanded, pointing at Tony almost looking like a regal queen.

“Ummmm Physics, Organic Chemistry, Calculus 3, Philosophy, French, Spanish, German, Japanese, Quantum Physics/Quantum Mechanics, Anatomy, and Physiology.” Tony said, blushing brightly at everyone’s stunned expression.

“What the fuck.” Clint whispered in shock, all of those were classes that required intense hours of studying and this kid was doing them all this semester.

“How are you alive?” Steve questioned, correctly thinking on knowing that this kid didn’t sleep much.

“You sir are grounded after this semester is over.” Pepper exclaimed, “I will force your ass in bed and sleep this entire summer.”

“But I can’t rest. I have two internships along with some practical classes for Mechanical engineering.” Tony immediately shut his mouth, face pale as he revealed this.

More silence spread through the table at this announcement.

“I vote we tie him to bed and not let him escape for the rest of his life. He’s too precious and works too hard.” Natasha said, straight to the point.

Tony immediately sat up, wiping away the last of the blueberry pastry crumbs, protesting.

“Agreed we’ll fly him over to mine and Rhodey’s Malibu home, you’ll all be invited also.” Pepper immediately got a devious smile, staring straight at Steve making him sweat slightly, “Especially Steve, we’ll make Steve Tony’s caretaker.”

Tony blushed, which had nothing to do with nerves and more to do with the fact that Steve was coming.

“Uhh… Ummmm.” Steve stammered as he blushed bright red, trying not to think of himself in a maid outfit taking care of Tony, lest be pop a boner, “Sure.”
“Great.” Pepper clapped her hands, the rest of the group cheering as they set up an inevitable date between them. “Now if you’ll excuse me, i have to get to class.”

The others all offered the same excuses as they left in a whirlwind, leaving Steve and Tony to blink stupidly after them.

Tony turned around, offering a shy smile with bright red cheeks, as he dug out his study work.

“Wanna study together?” Steve asked as he moved over next to Tony, also blushing full bright when Tony nodded, smiling goofily.

After a few minutes passed, Steve was thinking on what to do, he wanted to ask Tony out on a date but didn’t know if Tony would say yes since they just met, eventually he decided to say fuck it.

“Fuck it.” Steve whispered, getting Tony’s attention.

Steve turned around, face aflame in red, “Will you go out on a date with me? I know it’s sudden but it feels like we have a connection somehow.”

Tony spluttered in surprise, definitely not expecting this question, “W-with m-me? W-why?”

Steve stared at the stammering Tony in surprise, “Why not?”

“But I’m nothing special, I’m not pretty or anything important. I’m just a nobody.” Tony whispered softly.

Steve stared at Tony, bringing up a hand to cup Tony’s face, gently lifting it up to stare at Steve in surprise.

“I don’t know you that well yet,” Steve started off, “But from what I see is that you’re a beautiful amazing man. Who’s smart as a whip. I’d love to get to know that person if you’d let me.”

Tony stared at Steve for several moments, Steve’s heart frantically beating in his chest, before answering.

“Yes, let’s try it.”

Steve let out a quiet huff, staring at Tony adoringly, for he only knew the guy for a few hours but he was already in love.

“May I kiss you?” Steve gently whispered, unwilling to break the silence.

“You may.” Tony whispered in reply.

Steve brought their faces gently together, landing in a gentle kiss that was neither desperate nor fast. They kissed for several minutes before they broke apart for air, Steve gently nuzzling his nose against Tony’s cheek.

They stayed like that for what felt like forever, neither willing to break the moment between them.

“I’ll give you my number and we can talk later, kay darling?” Steve whispered in Tony’s ear, after he maneuvered him onto his lap.

“Sure honey.” Tony leaned his head back against Steve’s broad chest, feeling content and safe and happy.

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“Awwww King Kitty you remembered.” Tony;s voice echoed throughout the room, causing everyone to turn to him. They were taking a break from negotiations to eat some dinner and on Tony’s plate was a wakandan speciality with a large pile of metal scraps right next to the plate.

“Of course I did, you need to eat.” T’Challa respectfully say’s, bowing his head in a nod.

“What’s the pile of scrap metal for?” Steve asks, tilting his head in confusion as he tries to think of possibilities.

“For this.” Tony holds out his hand that contorts and then small tiny metal bugs fly out and over the food, eating it fast before flying back into Tony’s hand.

Silence was all that was heard as everyone tried to wrap their heads around what they’d just seen.

“What the hell was that?” Bucky gruffly asked.

“Hmmm.” Tony paused to think as everyone leaned forward, “I was experimenting with something called nanobots, and I injected them into myself before I programmed them so they went a little crazy and ate half of my heart, half of my stomach, part of my lungs, my liver and various other organs in my body.”

“How are you still alive?” Bruce asks incredulity as he tries to think of a way Tony could have survived that.

Tony hummed in thought, missing the looks everyone shot him, “I was able to reprogram them in time and now they basically line the parts of the eaten organs. This in essence means they are now my heart, my stomach, my lungs, etc. So they basically breathe for me, eat for me, and pump blood for me.”

“Why the hell did you do that to yourself?” Steve angrily asks.

Tony just stares at Steve, “I’ve been experimenting with nanobots for around 5 years, I started it because without the Iron Man armor I’m not able to defend or protect, it made me feel exposed, weak. These nanobots help me call the Iron Man armor from inside me, instead of an outside force.”

“So you did it because you feel weak?” Natasha stared at Tony, trying to analyze all of his motives for feeling weak.

Tony incredulously stared at Natasha, “I was part of a team with a demigod, a Hulk, a super soldier, and a super spy. The only one I felt even remotely close to in strength would be Clint since he was relatively human like me. I needed a way to be on par with the rest of the team.”

“Hmm I do understand where you’re coming from.” Clint muttered, crossing his arms and leaning back.

“Yep so now that the nanobots are reprogrammed they basically act as everything for me. This is my favorite one.” Tony grins as he holds his hand out where the nanobots crawl out of his hand and form a usb stick on his finger, with other such cords forming on his other fingers.

“Hmmm so you’re basically a computer.” Wanda mutters, staring in fascination.

“Yep, it’s basically like having every single piece of information in the world in me. I even have Friday inside me where she can monitor me for hackers or viruses.”

“Wait, you can get hacked?” Bruce asks in shock.

“I’m a computer Bruce, I can get hacked and get viruses even if I add multiple firewalls.” Tony deadpans at Bruce.

“Welp shit that’s a weakness if we ever face a technological enemy.” Natasha mumbles.

“Yea but I got Friday monitoring me 24/7 for any presences outside of mine and the bots and Friday.”

“The bots?” Steve asks.

“Yes I can communicate with them telepathically. Even if they don’t know much about coding and are much better at helping me out in the lab.” Tony waves it off.

“Wait what do you mean help you out in the lab? I thought they were just AI bots that could move and understand.” Bruce asks, feeling confused.

This startles a laugh out of Tony, causing Steve to melt as he listens to the sound, “No not just for that. DUM-E is able to code and hack. Butterfingers is the doctor able to perform surgery while also being able to engrave. Finally U is the producer, producing all of my materials needed for making anything I have.”

Silence filled the gaps as they all tried to process the fact that the bots, the loveable bots, who they thought were just simple AI, were that advanced to help him with everything in the lab.

“I did not know that.” Clint filled in the silence.

Tony waved it off, “Not many people do since they would definitely try to get them from me and dissect them. I don’t try to advertise what I can actually create.”

“I understand that, it’s what the government tried to do with me.” Bruce muttered.

“Yea, all of my other stuff that is just for me to fiddle with is on a server that has the highest security I can make. Including fire walls, viruses, and every single protection you can think of.”

“Damn you really don’t want anyone to get in this server.” Natasha said.

Tony got a serious look on his face causing everyone to snap up, “If whatever I had on this server got out we would be having the bloodiest WWIII imaginable. Everyone would be killing everyone regardless of peace treaties between states.”

“Jesus.” Steve mutters, thinking about the valuable information.

Tony leaned back, serious expression being replaced with a carefree expression, “But the server they’d have to hack would be moi. Everything is in my head along with my nanobots.”

“So if they want the info, they’d have to kill you?” Steve asks, feeling slightly nauseous at the thought of a dead Tony.

Tony waves his hand nonchalantly, not paying mind to the nauseous looks of the others, “I could handle them, I got all the backup armor in the lab to fight an army.”

“You may have those, but we still worry.” Wanda softly says, putting aside her hatred after seeing how hard he worked to get them pardons, “I will accept your proposal.”

Tony looked stunned at the sudden declaration as he tried to process her statement, Steve, Bucky, Natasha, and Clint looking at her with unreadable expressions.

“Y-you what?” Tony stuttered out.
“I accept your proposal for my pardon.” Wanda says, staring Tony dead in the eyes to show that she isn’t lying.

“You’re s-serious?” Tony asks again, beyond confused.

“Yes, completely serious.” Wanda says.

“A-alright.” Tony moved his hand, shaking from the shock, as he grabbed some papers and handed them over to Wanda, “Signing at the bottom of each page shows that you accept the proposal made by Stark Lawyers and that you agree to the listed rules.”

Wanda gracefully accepts a pen as she signs her name at the bottom of each.

“We accept as well.” Steve finally spoke up, causing Tony’s head to shoot up and stares at the others who all look as determined. Thor and Bruce shooting each other amused glances.

“Damn alright.” Tony muttered as he grabbed the same copy of papers he gave Wanda, and handed them over to each of the heroes, “Same thing as Wanda, sign at the bottom of each page.”

It was silent as everyone went through the process of signing each page at the bottom.

“Now what?” Steve asks, turning intense blue eyes on Tony.

Tony grabs the papers and places them into a briefcase that he had as he glanced up at Steve, “You’re free to come back whenever you want. The compound has been the exact same since I’ve been living in the tower working with my lawyers to create these and working with my engineers.”

“We can go back right now?” Steve’s incredulous face stared at Tony.

Tony nods as he packs his stuff up and stands with Bruce and Thor, “Yea I got an extra quinjet for you guys to take to the compound if you want.”

“What about you?” Wanda’s soft voice caused Tony to turn towards her.

“I have to go back to the Tower for a few weeks to finish setting everything up and then I’ll also move back into the compound.”

“We’re coming with you.” Steve’s voice was firm with decision.

“What?” Tony turns a confused face over to the heroes.

“We’re gonna stay with you in the tower until you come back into the compound with us.”

“But why?”

“Come on, let’s go.” With a bright smile Steve completely disregards Tony’s questions as the heroes walk over to the quinjet, waving goodbye to T’Challa as they did so.

“We’re going home.” Natasha whispered with a soft smile.

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Harry groaned as he woke up, rubbing his eyes, as he forced himself awake. He took a glance around and smiled when he saw the others, Neville, Ron, Seamus, and Dean, were all dead asleep and snoring in their beds. Harry got out of bed and quickly got dressed and walked out into the common room.

Harry glanced around and saw that there was no one there since it was around 8 in the morning.

Harry smiled some more as he saw all the christmas decorations lining the common room. There was a christmas tree in the corner of the room, adorned with globes of spinning light. There was sparkly tinsel lining the arms of the tree, with little army men marching to an invisible beat. The star was brightly shining, matching the shine of the fireplace.

Throughout the room was more tinsel along with other floating candles and other ornaments, all floating throughout the room.

Harry walked out of the common room and quickly walked through the halls toward the Great Hall. In a few minutes Harry arrived at the rather empty Great Hall.

There were a few kids from each house milling around their tables, quietly chatting and eating. At the Slytherin table was Daphne Greengrass along with her friend Tracey Davis. Right next to them at the Ravenclaw table was Luna Lovegood who was quietly talking about her mysterious creatures. Right next to Luna was the Hufflepuff table who only had one occupant, Cedric Diggory, who gave a nod and quick smile in Harry’s blushing direction. At the teacher’s table was Pomona Sprout and Filius Flitwick.

Harry burned bright red as he saw Cedric nod to him, quickly waving back before he walked over to the Gryffindor table, sitting on the side where he could see the rest of the tables.

“Uhhh, Christmas is coming up and I still need to find gifts for Hermione and Ron, why are they so hard to shop for.” Harry quietly whined to himself as he piled food onto his plate.

Before he could dig in, Hermione rushed in with a loud, “HARRY JAMES POTTER!”

“Yikes.” Harry whispered as Hermione rushed up to him, “What can I do for you ‘Mione?”

“What can you do?” Hermione whispered as everyone in the Great Hall leaned away. Hermione grabbed a large bag that she dragged in and opened it right in front of Harry, and much to the shock of everyone, weapons of all kinds piled out.

“You can take all these and put them away from me.” Hermione demanded, “I swear everytime I wake up, I’m surrounded by your damn weapons. You are insane with all of these.”

Harry laughed nervously as he grabbed a knife and twirled it around his hand, “Sorry ‘Mione, they have a mind of their own.”

“Mr. Potter why do you have so many weapons?” Flitwick came up, followed by the students and Sprout.

“Ah sorry Professor, I’m an avid weapons collector so I have a large variety of weapons.” Harry sheepishly said.

“Yea and you’re dangerous as fuck with them also. Remember last night?” Hermione retorted sharply.

“Come on ‘Mione, it was an accident.” Harry pouted.

“An accident my ass, that was the 300th time I had to do that. Honestly with your stupid ass I can become a Medi-Wizard without even having to go to an actual school for it.”

“Uhh what happened last night?” Cedric asked, caution evident in his tone, as he stared at the massive pile of weapons.

Hermione jerked a thumb over to Harry, who burned bright red in embarrassment, “This dumbass was playing chess with Ron and of course he lost, Ron always beats everyone at Chess, this was their 300th time playing against each other. Just like before as soon as Harry lost he took a knife and stabbed it right through Ron’s hand, anchoring it into the table.”

The silence was unbearable as everyone processed the simple statement of what Harry did.

“What the fuck?” Cedric said in shock.

Hermione shakes her head in dismay, “Honestly I had to learn Vulnera Sanentur and other such healing spells. I also used them so often that I’m basically an expert in them, that’s the only good thing about what Harry is doing.”

“Harry what the fuck?” Cedric just stares at a sheepish Harry.

“Hey it’s just an obsession and be thankful I just had my knife on me.”

“Yea like the time that you shattered all the bones in Ron’s arms with a mace.” Hermione dryly replies.

“Hmph.” Harry just turned his head as he heard the giggles of the others, “Anyway I need to go finish my christmas shopping so have fun.”

Harry grabs the weapons as he shoves them back in the bag and walks out, but stops as he hears a “Wait I’ll come also.”

Harry turned back to see who was coming up and was surprised to see Cedric walking up to him, pinking tinting his cheeks.

“I have one more person to buy for so I’ll come with you.” Cedric says, shyly ducking his head.

“Oh who are you going to buy for?” Harry smirks as he stares at Cedric’s blushing face.

“Ummm….” Cedric trailed off, “It’s for the person I like.”

“Oh.” Harry says, smirk growing wider, “Now I’m extra curious.”

“In fact you know them very well, they’re really close to you.” Cedric says, blush still evident, but gaining more confidence.

“Oh come on, just let me know the name already.” Harry whines.

“Fine fine.” Then in a completely unexpected move, Cedric dips Harry down, who whines in surprise, and then closes his mouth over Harry’s in a sweet but chaste kiss.

Cedric sets Harry back up, both of them panting, blushes evident on their face.

“I..” Harry clears his throat, Cedric looking on with a hopeful expression, “I am totally not opposed.

“So… Be my boyfriend?” Cedric asks, blushing an even brighter red.

“Only if you be mine.” Harry says back, leaning up to kiss Cedric on the cheek.

“Always.” Cedric grabbed Harry and pulled him into his chest, both of them cuddling each other in the barren hall.

None of them heard the camera click and the small snicker as Hermione walked away.

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“Jesus fuck that was a long mission.” Tony groaned, rolling his shoulder to get rid of the cramp.

“Tell me about it.” Clint sighed as he threw himself on the couch, snuggling into the blankets.

“It wasn’t that bad.” Steve smiled in wry amusement as everyone spread out on the couches with Tony in the kitchen.
“Tell that to your super soldier healing.” Tony grouched as he pulled out various things for cooking. He pulled out a whole chicken, tiny pasta, and a big pot to make Pastina. Next to that he placed eggplant, bell pepper, onion, potato, zucchini, and tomato for Ciambotta. He pulled out frozen gnocchi to make some chicken gnocchi soup. Next to that is spaghetti, eggs, and cheese for Spaghetti alla Carbonara. Then he pulled out spaghetti, salami, onion, bell peppers, and tomatoes to make Frittata. Finally he pulled out the necessary materials to make a Tiramisu cake.

“What are you making?” Wanda asked from where she was leaning on the door, right next to a lone Natasha.

“Hmmm.” Tony hummed as he measured and cut the ingredients with lightning fast movements, “I’m making Pastina and Chicken Gnocchi soup, Ciambotta, Spaghetti alla Carbonara, Frittata, and Tiramisu.”

“That sounds pretty good.” Bruce nervously wrung his hands as he sat down at the table.

“Of course it’ll be good, it’s homemade Italian food.” Tony scoffed in response, putting the chicken to a boil in the pot, while preparing the vegetables for the Frittata and the Ciambotta. Off to the side he prepared the mixture for the Tiramisu and the spaghetti for the Frittata and the Spaghetti alla Carbonara.

“Is that what you are Friend Anthony?” Thor said as he came in, dressed in a simple large t-shirt and sweats.

“Hmm?” Tony hummed in a questioning tone as he scooped out the chicken and added the pasta, milk and butter into the pot letting it slowly sit.

“He’s asking if you’re Italian.” Bucky gruffed as he sat down next to Thor who sat on Bruce’s right. Natasha, Wanda, and Clint sat opposite the 3 men with Steve sitting at one end of the table leaving the last spot open for Tony.

“Yea half-Italian so I know the recipes and the language.” Tony replied as he set a pan for the frittata, a pot for all the spaghetti, and a pan for all the vegetables. He pulled off the Pastina and set it on a wooden cutting board to cool, while he piled the vegetables to cook on one of the pans, the spaghetti in the pot and various other vegetables into the last pan with whipped egg.

“Tony you’re making us stave here.” Clint grouched as he practically drooled onto the table.

“Stop drooling Clint before you drown us.” Natasha elbowed Clint in the side making him yelp and close his mouth, glaring darkly at Natasha.

“Hush children I finished the Pastina, Spaghetti alla Carbonara and the Ciambotta. The frittata is almost finished along with the chicken gnocchi soup and the Tiramisu is just chilling.”

“We’re not children.” Steve grunted out, pouting.

“Well you’re all acting like them.” Tony smiled as he put the pastina, Spaghetti alla Carbonara, Ciambotta, Chicken Gnocchi soup, and Tiramisu on the table.

“Enjoy.” With an exaggerated hand movement Tony sat down and filled his plate, the rest of the superheroes doing the same.

“Shit this is good.” Clint says, with an orgasmic moan.

“Jesus christ Clint, no need to have a food orgasm over my awesome cooking skills.” Tony arrogantly says, hiding his small smile.

“I’m pretty sure all of us are having a foodgasm right now.” Steve dryly says, trying to hide his small moans of appreciation.

“Really? Damn.” Tony says in surprise, staring at all of the others who were also doing the same.

“You made some great food.” Bucky gruffed, hiding his blush at being caught.

“Why thank you.” Tony blushed as he stammered unsure of the praise, the others watching in slight concern of how Tony is unable to take a compliment.

Soon after everyone finished their food, placed all the dishes into the sink, and each took a slice of cake into the living room. Clint and Natasha curled up on one of the single couches to the left with Thor and Bruce taking the couch right next to them. Wanda took the single couch to the right with Bucky laying on the couch there leaving only one couch right in front of the TV for Steve and Tony.

Steve sat down while Tony immediately laid down and leaned right on Steve. Steve unsure of what to do, froze for a moment before he brought his hand up and wrapped it around Tony’s shoulder, pulling him into his side more. They silently ate their cakes while Clint put on some type of action movie from Tony’s massive collection.

“Ahhh that was good.” Tony stretched as much as he could, considering he was still in Steve’s arms, before he bonelessly collapsed on Steve, “I’m taking a nap now.”

“Sure.” Steve rolled his eyes, but didn’t stop the fond smile that grew on his face, completely ignoring all the looks they received as he bent down and kissed Tony’s head. “Good night.”

“Night.” Tony’s sleepy response made Steve silently coo over him.

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Tony collapsed onto the bed, stretching and relaxing all his muscles. They all just got back from a rather long mission and they were all bone tired.

As soon as Tony got out of his armor after the debrief, he came straight up to his bed, not even taking a shower yet.

“Ahhh I need to shower.” Tony grumbled to himself, not wanting to get out of bed just yet.

“Mind if we join you?” A voice called from the entrance.

Tony turned and saw Wanda and Natasha, still in mission outfits, standing at his door.

He grinned at his girlfriends, and wow wasn’t that a major surprise to him since he almost never had a healthy relationship, and gestured at them to follow him.

They arrived at the bathroom and quickly stripped out of their clothes, and now fully nude went into the shower.

“Ahhh that feels good.” Tony sighed in satisfaction as his muscles untensed under the hot water spray.

“This’ll feel even better.” Natasha smirked before she started to massage Tony on his left shoulder and arm while Wanda went over to his right and did the same treatment as Natasha.

“Holy shit that does feel better.” Tony let out a moan of appreciation as his girls soothed all of his muscles starting at his back and arms before moving down his spine and over his legs, soon they both finished with all muscles in Tony’s.

“Does that feel better love?” Natasha asked with a soft smile as Tony cleaned off the soap from the massage.

“Yes way better than before, now it’s my turn.” Tony grinned back at Natasha and Wanda.

“You can do Nat first.” Wanda softly said, smiling at Tony and Natasha as they turned, a question mark in their eyes.

“Alright.” Tony grinned again before he darted forward, pressing a quick kiss on Wanda’s lips.

Tony gathered some soap before he started the same treatment on Natasha. He started at her shoulders, soothing the knots of tension he felt before he went down her arms, Natasha releasing moans of appreciation as he worked out the knots through there. He eventually finished with the arms before he went down her back and legs soothing all the muscles.

“All done.” Tony grinned before he turned around to Wanda doing the exact same treatment and at the end they all felt relaxed.

“Let’s go to sleep.” Tony beckoned the other two and without delay they all went over to the closet, getting dressed into loose fitting clothes ready to sleep.

“Finally a nice bed.” Wanda sighed as she snuggled into Tony’s side, Natasha laid out on Tony’s other side.

“I know, the mission was hell with sleeping in a cave or wherever we could find a spot.” Tony groaned.

“Yes yes, we can talk more tomorrow, let’s just go to sleep.” Natasha admonished them.

“Good night then.” Tony and Wanda said at the same time as they both laid down and went to bed.

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It was a rather nice day out in Manhattan as the clouds were not seen and the sun was shining brightly.

“It’s such a nice day out.” Steve grinned as he walked around in a t-shirt and shorts.

“Yea I know, maybe we can actually get out and have fun.” Clint grinned as he walked in with Bucky, Natasha, Wanda, and Bruce.

“Actually scratch that, it seems something got Thor into a mood.” Natasha remarked as she stared at dark thunder clouds gathering outside.

“Oh shit, Thor in a mood again?” Tony said as soon as he stepped outside of the elevator.

“Yea no idea why or what about.” Clint commented.

“Most likely his brother, me and him have talked about him enough for me to recognize the mood.”

“Loki?” Clint says in disgust as he thinks about the god that mind controlled him.

“Yea I’m the only one willing to be his therapist about him since I can be neutral towards him.” Tony says before he goes over to the kitchen just as he sees Thor come over, a moody expression fell over his face as he sat down on the couch.

“Tones what do we do?” Steve hissed quietly, unsure of what to do.

“Don’t worry I got this.” Tony got out a large pot that he filled up with cocoa powder, sugar, vanilla extract, and some salt.

“You sure?” Wanda asks, ready to help if asked.

“Yea don’t worry about it, I’ve done this before with him.” Tony got out some milk before he added a generous amount to the pot, enough for everyone to have some hot cocoa before he let it simmer for a bit to heat up.

“Here you guys can have some also.”

Tony got out two cups for him and Thor and after pouring some in he walked over to Thor and handed him one.

Thor let a small smile grace his features as he took the offered cup from Tony. Tony went forward to grab a blanket and some pillows before he came back and laid down in Thor’s lap and covered the both of them with blankets.

“Does anyone else feel incredibly envious of Thor?” Steve questioned, jealousy in his tone as he stood to the side with the others.

“Yes, I want some Tony cuddles also.” Clint pouted as he stared longingly at them as Tony and Thor got comfortable and put on a movie.

“Maybe we should steal him someday.” Bucky whispered to Natasha as they stared at the scene.

“I wish but we need to share him unfortunately.” Natasha smiled as feelings of envy rose within her also.

“Why not just make a schedule? There’s 6 of us and the last day we can make it a day for all of us.” Wanda rolled her eyes as she mentally made a rough schedule for them.

“You know that’s a great idea.” Steve mused, wondering why he didn’t think of this earlier.

“Damn we really should’ve thought of that earlier instead of constantly fighting each other over him.” Clint huffed.

“Yes yes but come now children we should leave them alone for now.” Natasha gestured to the others as they all quietly left Tony and Thor to their devices.

“Absolute idiots all of you.” Tony huffed with a fond smile as he listened to his idiots discuss sharing his time.

“You say anything Friend Anthony?” Thor questioned with a tilt of his head.

“Nothing Point Break, let’s just keep watching the movie.”

Thor agreed and they stayed silent as they were watching the movie and eventually fell asleep to the soft sound of fighting from the TV.

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It was a quiet day throughout New York on March 19th, 2006. There were no villains in sight so all the Avengers were at Stark Tower in the common room watching movies. Clint sat curled up with Natasha on the single person recliner with Weavile hiding in the shadows and Talonflame perched on the top part of the couch.

Steve and Bucky took the other recliner, basically laying on top of each other, while Liepard hid in the shadows and Braviary perched on the wooden peg a foot above the couch.

Bruce, Thor, Wanda, and Sam took the long couch that was lined diagonally from the recliner with Clint and Natasha. Bruce’s Vileplume laid by his feet dozing lightly, Thor’s Raichu was seated on his shoulder, Sam’s Staraptor was on the other wooden peg right next to Braviary, and Wanda’s Alakazam was meditating right behind her.

Laid out across the whole couch, right next to Steve and Bucky, was Tony stark calmly tapping away at various emails and texts, his Beautifly perched on his head with her straw like mouth sucking nectar from a glass that Tony was holding between his legs.

This usually shocked many people since they always believed that Tony’s pokemon soul would manifest in something that would evolve into a pokemon with a massive ego or a massive temper. But when Tony introduced his pokemon as Beautifly, Bellissima, everyone stared at him in shock.

The Avengers were the same way, they just stared at him uncomprehendingly, until Tony got fed up and walked away. Nobody ever apologized for the shocked stares since no one knew it hurt him.

Tony usually just scoffed at most apologizes, never showing that he was grateful. The only way would be by knowing his ticks and in this particular case, getting armor upgrades and weapons is how Tony shows that he’s grateful.

The only people who knew how Tony acted and his usual ticks would be Pepper, Rhodey, and Happy. Rhodey knew because he’s been with him for 20 years and Rhodey knows him inside out. Pepper and Happy know because they see past his various facades and over time Tony learned to trust them with his usual cuddle hungry self.

That afternoon the Avengers would learn that they’ve been wrong about the man with the pokesoul of a Beautifly.

A thrill broke through the calm silence of the group, who were currently watching a random comedy that JARVIS set up, and made everyone turn at once to see Tony glancing up at Beautifly with a frown.

“What the hell do you mean by that?” Tony demanded, causing some confusion across the group.

Bellissima let out another thrill in indignation.

Tony groaned as he rubbed at his forehead, “I told you to not go into the forest without me. Your standards for finding a mate are not realistic.”

Bellissima let out an angrier thrill, Clint glanced at Natasha and she only shrugged in confusion.

“What the hell do you mean they ARE realistic? They are not at all. If you don’t let go of your standards then you’ll never find a mate, that’s why I go with you to pick from my standards.” Tony grouched as he set Bellissima down on the couch cushion in front of him.

Bellissima let out a sad thrill as she stared at Tony, everyone still confused as shit about everything.

“Honey we’ve literally been all over the world there’s literally nowhere left to go, at all.” Tony gently stroked Bellissima's head.

“Tony, care to explain?” Bruce called attention to himself as he waved to the group.

Tony sighed as he gently picked up Bellissima and set her on his shoulder, “This girl here has been trying to find a mate for the last 5 years and she can’t find anyone that matches her standards. Even if her standard list is only one point long.”

“And what’s so unrealistic about this standard?” Clint raised an eyebrow, raising himself slightly to stare at Tony.

Tony sheepishly rubbed his head, as he stared at the group, “She wants to find someone stronger than her.”

There was a short silence that was broken by Natasha’s incredulous voice, “Is that really a hard standard?”

Bellissima thrilled angrily but Tony’s calm hand settled her. Tony glanced up at the group incredulously, “Do you really not know?”

“Know what?” Wanda’s curious voice asked.

“Oh geez I forgot that I told no one about this.” Tony tiredly rubbed a hand at the bridge of his nose.

“And what is this exactly?” Steve asked, sitting up with Bucky in his lap.
Tony just spared a wry smile, unaware of how fast Steve’s heart started to beat at that, “Well usually everyone gets their soul pokemon when they’re around 10-11 right?” The Avengers nod in agreement as they’ve all gotten their pokemon at that age, “I’ve had Bellissima here since I was 4 years old. So we’ve been training for around 31 years. Now because of this Bellissima is pretty damn strong and because of this she wants a mate that’s able to beat her or provide a challenge. I’ve literally been all over the world and no where can I find a Pokémon that Bellissima can’t beat.”

A steady silence permeated the air as everyone absorbed the thought that this Beautifly was so strong that she couldn’t find a mate in the wild.

“How the fuck is she that damn strong?” Bucky’s Brooklyn accent broke through the silence.

Tony hummed as he ran a hand over Bellissima’ wings, “Well she wanted me to set her a pretty strict training schedule because she thinks what I had her doing before is too light. Now she does two trips across the Pacific Ocean to England twice a day at her highest speed. Flying push-ups with two boulders tied to her waist. After that is two hours straight of move training endurance. Followed by move strategy by watching challenges.”

“Excuse me what the fuck?” Clint says, eyes filled with disbelief.

“You’re telling me a goddamn Beautifly can do that?” Natasha repeats the sentiment.

Tony shrugs, “Yea it was a lot less back around 10 years ago but then Bellissima wanted something more and something stronger so I helped her with that. Now she’s too strong to find a normal mate, doesn’t help that she’s also trying to find me a mate.”

Tony glares at Bellissima as she just thrills smugly back at him.

“I don’t need to find a ‘mate’, I mean yeah it’d be nice, but I don’t NEED one.” Tony says.

Bellissima thrills back at him in a variety of high and low thrills.

“Do you actually understand her?” Steve asks, curious to know more about the man he loves.

Tony glances at him before turning around to glare at Bellissima, “Yea since I’ve been with her so long I got used to understanding her different pitches and matching them to words. Now I can understand anything she says.”

Bellissima thrills at him, questioning something.

“Sure sure.” Tony waves a hand towards Bellissima, “You can go visit Ghiaccio, but make sure to bring him some puffs.”

Bellissima thrills as vines grow from the ground and grab a basket of puffs before Bellissima takes off into the air, vines trailing behind her with the basket.

“Where’d she go?” Bucky grunts as he sits up letting Steve get up and sit by Tony.

Tony just glances at Steve, confusion swimming in his eyes as he answers Bucky, “She went to visit Ghiaccio, a Walrein she met and battled on the Pacific ocean. She brought him here and after he was healed he submitted to me allowing me to call him when I want. I also have a Pelipper called Tempesta, a Sceptile named Boschetto, a Rhyperior named Monte, and a Milotic named Magnifica.”

“That’s some pretty serious back up you got.” Bucky whistled in awe.

“Yep my darling Bellissima helped me a lot with finding some good Pokemon.” Tony’s smile made Steve melt right by him, the others sniggered while Tony looked in confusion.

Without any more questions, JARVIS restarted the movie while the others all got comfortable in their previous positions. Only thing that changed was that Steve had Tony’s feet in his lap as Tony spread out on the couch.

Steve leaned over to put his face next to Tony’s, both sporting a brilliant blush once they realized, “Can I talk to you after the movie? Alone?”

Tony looks up and just looks at Steve’s earnest expression, his bright blue eyes lit with affection, adoration, honesty, and love all aimed at Tony.

Tony’s breath shuttered in his chest as he looked at the expression.

“Yea sure.” Tony mumbles as he hides his blushing face looking at Steve out of the corner of his eye.

Steve’s blinding smile was answer enough.

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Tony softly sighed as he set down the glass he was cleaning. He looked up and looked around the quaint Cafe/Restaurant he decided to buy for himself after his last remaining family member, Peggy Carter, died.

It was a rather large work space in the shape of a small n. It had 3 large tables on both sides with 8 chairs at every table, all decorated with fresh roses in the middle on top of some embroidery. The entrance to the kitchen was located right in front of the main entrance, with a counter extending the whole backway of the shop. Over to Tony’s left (He’s sitting on a chair facing the main entrance) was a glass display case showcasing sandwiches, cake pops, doughnuts, various cake slices, and other sweets and food all freshly baked and ready to sell.

To Tony’s right was the coffee making aspect with the regular fridge’s (Reach-in and undercounter) with several coffee machines to make frappe’s, smoothies, iced coffee, regular coffee, and espresso. All neatly organized into rows right next to the various sugars and spices.

All the counters were made of well worn wood, all hand made by Tony himself, along with having Gardenia’s, Roses, and Freesia. All had handmade embroidery made in delicate patterns, made by his late mother, Maria Carbonell nee Stark, and his Aunt Peggy Carter.

“Hey J, how’s everything looking?” Tony called out as he got up to put the glasses back by the coffee machines.

“Everything is going good sir, all systems to optimal performance. JOCASTA is also ready to make more food at any time. I would say that we are available to open.”

Tony absentmindedly nodded his head as he glanced at his watch and saw that it was 7 AM, the time he usually opened the store anyway.

Tony got up sliding a black apron over his head and tying it behind his back, unlocking the door and switching the sign to open. He wandered back to his chair in front of the cashier, pulling out his phone and answering texts from his four best friends, Virginia “Pepper” Potts, Happy Hogan, James “Rhodey” Rhodes, and Bruce Banner.

Tony grinned as he got confirmation that in another week, all four of them would be coming over to help him with the cafe. Pepper would help him with finances, Bruce would be the wizard in the kitchen with JOCASTA, and Happy and Rhodey would just help out occasionally when he had a sudden influx of customers.

Tony practically vibrated in his chair with excitement as they regaled him with tales of what’s been happening in their respective areas (Rhodey, Pepper and Happy in California and Bruce in India).

After around 30 minutes Tony heard the doors open and saw a rather large group of people walk in.

There was a guy with brown hair who was hanging an arm around a girl with bright red hair and massive serial killer vibes. Next was a large boisterous blonde and a quiet, sullen brown haired fellow in the back of the group. Finally there was a really hot buff blonde guy who had a shy smile as he talked with a brown haired guy with a metal prosthetic and a guy that looked pretty similar to Rhodey.

“Good morning.” The buff blonde guy greeted, as the entire group stopped in front of the cashier.

“Morning.” Tony replied as he slid his phone in his pocket and stood up, “What can I help you with?”

“Umm not sure, it’s our first time here.” The blonde guy rubbed the back of his neck as a red flush appeared on his face.

Tony resisted the urge to coo as he answered the man, “Well this place works somewhere in between a restaurant and a cafe. You can sit at the tables and order coffee and food or you can take it to go.”

The blonde guy looked around and the entire group just pointed towards the table, the blonde nervously laughing as he looked at Tony, who just nodded in acceptance watching the group shuffle around.

“All right, well what can I get you?” Tony got up and walked over to them as he looked at them expectantly.

“Uhh we don’t have any menus.” The first brown haired guy said, looking at Tony in confusion.

Tony smacked a palm as he just remembered that this was their first time here, “Shit forgot it’s your first time here. Well here we don’t have a menu. You order any type of food that you want, from any culture or part of the world and we cook it for you.”

“Really?” The buff blonde guy asked, looking at Tony in interest.

“Yea we can cook any type of food you want.” Tony turned around, yelling, “JOCASTA you listening?”

“Yes boss, ready for the orders.” A soft feminine voice echoed from the kitchen.

“She ain’t coming here to take our orders.” The metal arm guy asked, looking in between Tony and the kitchen.

“There ain’t anyone in the kitchen to come take your orders, I’m the only worker here. JOCASTA and JARVIS are AI’s that I personally coded to help me out in the shop.” Tony smirked as he saw the stunned expressions on everyone’s faces’.

“Woah that’s so cool man.” The Rhodey look-alike said, awe clear on his face.

“Right so I’ll need order’s and name’s.” Tony said.

“I’ll take a pepperoni pizza and a lemonade for Clint.” The first guy, Clint, said.

“What type of pizza? Italian style, American style?” Tony answered back.

Clint paused and thought of it, “I’ll do Italian style, don’t feel like eating grease.”

“Buona scelta amico mio.” Tony winked back in the archer’s face.

“Borscht and Pelmeni for Natasha.” Natasha said, blank face.

“Ммм вкуснятина.” Tony replied, grinning at yet another stunned face.

“I’ll do the same as Clint, for Bucky.” Bucky ruefully grinned at Tony.

“Noted.” Tony said.
“Raspeball and Sodd for me and my brother. Thor and Loki.” Thor waved a hand between him and the sullen brown haired guy, Loki.

“Coddle, Barmbrack, Irish Stew, Shepherd’s Pie, and Boxty, for Steve.” The hot blonde guy, Steve, grinned and winked at Tony.

“Mo chuid bia go leor, ach faoi deara.” Tony grinned through the blush as Steve just stared gobsmacked at Tony.

“How the fuck did you do that?” Clint asked, staring at everyone’s shocked faces and Tony’s smug face.

“Do what? Speak the languages?” Tony grinned as he ran a hand through his hair.

“Yes that.” Bucky spoke up this time.

“I traveled a lot and just picked them up. My IQ makes it so that I learn very fast.”

“Damn, that’s hot.” Steve whispered, face burning hot as everyone started to snicker at Steve.

“Why thank you Captain Muscles, I’ll be out with your food in 30 min.” Tony winked through his blush, leaving Steve a stuttering mess.

Soon the thirty minutes were over and Tony came out holding two large plates, three robotic hands trailing after him.

“All right here’s the pizza and drinks for Clint and Bucky.” Tony said, setting it down in front of them, both of them saying a quick thank you.

Tony turned around and saw the three patiently waiting bots, “Thank god you guy’s didn’t fuck anything up this time. I don’t want to have to donate you to a collage.”

The three bots whined as they whired forward with the plates, the group laughing behind him. Tony placed all the plates down as the others dunked down to eat the food they ordered, all offering praise to the holy food. After around 1 hour of eating and drinking they all got up to leave.

Steve stood back as the group walked out, all shooting smirks in Steve’s direction. Steve walked forward, Tony glancing up in confusion as he stared at the big hunk of muscle.

“Yes?” Tony prompted.

“Well I-I w-was wondering…..” Steve trailed off, stuttering and blushing as he tried to get the words out, “Maybe you want to go on a date with me?” He shyly ended, looking hopeful.

Tony looked surprised as no one made a pass on him in quite a few years, and considering the one who just made the pass looks like Adonis, Tony was shocked.

Tony smiled a smile as he grabbed a paper and wrote his number on it passing it over, “Sure, call me anytime honey.”

Steve broke off in a large smile as he stared at Tony, grabbing the paper and holding it against his chest tightly, “Sure.”

Tony waved off Steve, feeling oddly giddy and happy, getting ready to tell Pepper, Rhodey, and Bruce all about his new date.

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Grid tilted his head as he watched his fellow guild members, the ones that survived that is, party after they defeated the 6th mage of the Vatan Church. Jishuka was harshly reprimanding everyone while Laella tried to calm her down. Regas, Grid blushed as he watched him, was doing some shadow boxing while Faker, Pon, and Zednos watched with amused smiles.

It’s been a while since Grid joined their guild and he’s been thinking of doing something completely unexpected that he thought he’d never do, make equipment for people without asking for gold in return.

“Are you guys busy after this?” Grid spoke up, slotting the sword into his inventory. Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked over at Grid.

“No not really, why?” Jishuka said, shaking her head in negative.

“I decided to do something a little out of the ordinary so I wanted to know if I could tell you guys about it.” Grid winked at them, grin wide on his face.

Jishuka confusedly glanced with the other before she shrugged, she went over to a rock and sat down, the others following her lead with Grid sitting across from Jishuka.

“So essentially I wanna give you guys something of a quest.” Grid bluntly said, resting his head on his hand.

“Oh really?” Jishuka said, leaning forward in interest.

“Yea,” Grid waved his hand, “All you have to do is find a production recipe for a set of armor and weapons for your class, along with the materials x3, and then I’ll make you the full set of armor and weapons. And since it's x3 the materials then you’ll get the armor and weapon that has the best stats.”

Stunned silence followed his wake, with the guild members gaping at Grid like he lost his mind. They knew how powerful his weapons and armor was, especially because of this last fight.

“And what’s the payment?” Jishuka asked, not sure if he would ask for anything.

“Since I like you guys, the only thing is to not sell any of it and come to me if you need repairs, all free of charge.” Grid brightly grinned at the rest of the dropped jaws.

“So essentially you’re gonna give us amazing armor and weapons, free of charge?” Regas said, unable to believe what he was hearing.

“100% correct.” Grid flashed a thumbs up to Regas, causing Regas to tint pink and turn away.

“Why though?” Jishuka asked.

“Honestly, no reason. I like you guys so Imma make you some equipment, also the pseudo-quest has no time limit, you have as long as you want to do it.”

“This is like the Holy Grail.” Pon whispered.

After the shock wore off, everyone started to excitedly talk about their pseudo-quest and about what they were going to search for. Regas grabbed Grid and was tossing him up and down, always catching him protectively, while the others shared secretive and knowing smiles at the obvious chemistry between Regas and Grid.

Jishuka was next to Laella and Faker, talking about where they were going to look for the production recipe and hunt for the materials.

Pon and Zednos were also discussing options of their various armor.

“Well we should get going, I wanna start on this quest and I gotta level up a bit.” Pon and Zednos were the first to leave, waving goodbye to the others.

“We’re going to leave also, the captain can barely contain herself as is.” Laella said with a gentle smile, glancing back at a stiff Jishuka who was trying to contain her excitement.

All that was left was Regas and Grid, where Grid was sitting on Regas’ shoulder and was being supported by Regas’ arm.

Grid glanced down at the hulking titan, “Do you have to leave anywhere?”

Regas turned pink as he looked away, “No not really, so I decided that I was going just come and help you today.”

“Well I don't have much to do today so we can just walk back for a bit if you want.” Grid suggested as he pointed towards the horizon.

Regas cheerfully nodded as he started to walk toward the pointed direction, not even pausing to let Grid on the ground.

“You sure you don’t mind me here?” Grid asked in concern as he glanced down at Regas.

“I very much do not mind.” Regas said resolutely.

“Aww you’d make a great boyfriend.” Grid teased cheerfully.

Regas turned bright red, turning his head away as he mumbled inaudible words.

“What did you say?” Grid tilted his head in curiosity.

Regas turned back a bit before mumbling again.

“Still didn’t hear you.”

“I said that I wouldn’t mind being yours.” Regas shouted out, before quickly turning his head away as steam came out of his ears.

Grid blushed at the unexpected words, unsure on how to feel. He definitely knew he was attracted to the hulking mass of muscles, so he decided to be honest with his feelings for once.

“Well I wouldn’t mind either. What do you say big guy?” Grid gently teased.

Regas glanced upward toward Grid, face bright red but eyes full of hope, “You’re serious?”

“Of course, this is something I wouldn’t lie about.” Grid nodded his head seriously.

“Then sure.” Regas nodded his head as he beamed up at Grid.

“Then it’s a date, make sure to meet me in person and we can have an actual date.” Grid nodded.

“Yes.” Regas nodded his head eagerly, looking like an overexcited puppy.

The two continued on their way, the walk filled with talking about themselves and quiet caresses as they basked in each other's presence.

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Aether sat at a high chair in front of Diluc right by the bar, currently focused on the paper in front of him. Venti was sitting next to him, merrily laughing and drinking Dandelion wine, happily chatting with Rosaria, Barbara, and Bennett. Sitting at a table right next behind Barbara was Jean, Kaeya, Lisa, and Amber who were discussing their jobs and commissions for the rest of the day.

Right behind Aether was another table which contained Zhongli, Xiao, Ganyu, Tartaglia, and Albedo who were just watching in silence and drinking their Dandelion wine.

After a few minutes, Katheryne walked in and started to hand out the daily commissions to the Monstandt knights/adventurers and the Liyue group, since they could easily use the waypoint to get back easily.

Eventually she got to Aether but before she could hand them over, Aether raised up a hand and said apologetically, “Sorry I won’t be able to handle the commissions today, I have something else to do.”

Aether immediately went back to writing on his paper and after a few seconds realized that it became absolutely silent in the bar, he raised his head and looked to see everyone, even the normally stoic people, have wide eyes and dropped jaws in astonishment, even the normal unflappable Katheryne is shocked.

“What?” Aether says, tilting his head in confusion.

“B-b-but you always do your commissions!” Amber shouted at Aether.

“Yes, you’ve never missed a day. Are you alright?” Jean asks in concern.

Her question prompted the others to start shouting their own questions at Aether, and poor Aether was overwhelmed with the amount of questions.

“Hey~ Hey~ let the poor guy respond.” Venti said, a strained smile on his lips.

Aether nodded gratefully to Venti and took a deep breath, “Yes normally I would but as I said I have something else to do today.” Aether then glanced over at Xiao, “I know the Lanturn rite isn’t on anymore but is there anywhere I can find a Lanturn?”

Xiao, while still confused, responded, “Yes there should be a shop by the Jewellery store that sells all types of festive Lanterns.”
Aether nods gratefully, “Thank you,” Glancing at everyone he responds, “If you all want to know why I’m busy but we can meet at Starsnatch Cliff, at the highest point at around 8 PM, sound good?”

Everyone nodded in reluctance, all eagerly wanting to know what Aether was doing today.

“Alright I’ll be going now, so I’ll see you all in a few hours.” Aether nodded to everyone, before he walked out of Angel’s Share and teleported to Liyue.

The others all sat down, restless with anticipation on what Aether could be doing today, but they all resolved to do their commissions and wait for Aether on Starsnatch Cliff.

10 Hours Later:

Jean, Amber, Lisa, and Kaeya arrived there first, finding spots to sit on the ground. After came Rosaria, Bennett, and Barbara, and after greeting each other, sat down. Lastly came Diluc, Zhongli, Xiao, Tartaglia, Ganyu, Albedo, and Klee and after some silent greetings, everyone sat in silence waiting for Aether to appear.

At exactly 8:05 PM, Aether came running up with a lantern and multiple flowers in his arm.

“Hey there, I just got here after collecting everything.” Aether said, completely out of breath as he laid the flowers and lantern down on the ground.

“Big Brother Aether can you tell us why we’re here?” Klee asked, tilting her head adorably.

“Sure Klee,” Aether said as his eyes softened at the sight of Klee, “I’m doing a funeral rite.”

Silence descended across the group as they digested the words that Aether told them.

“A Funeral rite? For who?” Tartaglia asked, with a sombre tone.

Aether hummed as he set up the flowers in the lantern, which he was assured would be able to hold the weight of each flower, “My parents.”

“Aww.” Klee said sadly as she went to hug Aether from behind.

“So your parents are dead and your sister is missing?” Zhongli said, a bit bluntly.

Aether giggled at the whispered curses aimed at Zhongli’s direct attitude before responding, “Yea but I’ve had a long, long time to get over my parents death, this is just something I do every year.”

“Aren’t you only 16 though?” Ganyu asks.

Aether joyfully laughs as he processes the statement before shaking his head, “No, no. In fact I’m older than all of you combined.”

“Wait what?” Albedo asks, for once dumbfounded.

“Yes before my home planet was wiped out, we were all immortal beings because our life force was in the stars. Me and my sister kept our stars inside ourselves so we didn’t die when something wiped out the rest of the stars, and ever since me and my sister have been travelling for a few millenia looking for somewhere to settle down.”

Aether stood up as he lit the lantern and walked to the edge of the cliff, before he whispered a foreign prayer and let the lantern fly upward into the night sky.

Aether turns around and sees that everyone, including the two archons, is processing Aether’s statement.

“Come on, let’s go back to Angel’s share and I can answer any question you guys have.” Aether joyfully waves his hand to the dumbstruck group as the come over to Aether, all choosing to walk back to Monstandt.

Tartaglia threw an arm over Aether’s shoulder, causing Aether to splutter and blush.

The others all laughed at the interaction and obvious attraction between the two, who were totally oblivious to the exchanging of mora behind them, as they just walked back to Angel’s Share Tavern.

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“That’s the third bet in a row that she won, what the hell? Goddamn lucky ass.” Harry grumbled as he walked through the hall, aimlessly walking around.

He turned the corner on the third floor as he walked up the staircase going to the 5th floor. He walked a little more before he came upon a strange group, the three Triwizard champions and a lone Slytherin, Theodore Nott. They seemed to be talking about classes, but Harry paid them no mind as he walked right closer to them, and he resumed his grumbling.

“I should hex the shit outta Ron for giving Mione this idea, I swear the next bet we make I’ll make my reward Ron dressing up in a dress and Mione in a tuxedo. Serves them right for making me wear panties. How would I have known that I would receive over 100 letters?” Harry growled lightly as he thought of the mass letters arriving at his table.

Harry was about to start again before he noticed that it was suddenly quiet in the hall. He glanced up and saw the four looking at him, Cedric and Theo looked to be lightly blushing and gaping while Viktor and Fleur looked amused.

“Can I help you?” Harry bounty asked, wanting to get to the Room of Requirements and relax with a bottle of butterbeer and treacle tart by the fireplace.

“Ve just heard what you vere talking about and it amused us.” Viktor explained, seeing as Cedric and Theo were still not talking.

“Ah that stupid bet I had gooing with Ron and Mione.” Harry half asked and half stated.

“Yes, it was amusing to listen to.” Fleur lightly giggled at that.

“H man you haven’t even heard half of it, that's just bet number 230.” Harry waved his hand.

Cedric finally seemed to wake up, and asked in confusion, “What the hell? How many bets do you have going?” The others seemed to agree with his sentiment.

Harry had to pause and think about it, causing the others to stare even harder in disbelief, “I think we’re at around 400 current bets, Mione has the actual record, but only around 100 are currently done and over with. The rest take years to actually be done and we also add a good few every day.”

“Why though? Just for fun?” Theo asked, but shrinked back a little in fear, seeming surprised when Harry just smiled at him.

“I only hate Malfoy and his entourage, you’ve never been part of them so I have no reason to hate you.” Harry reassured the tense Theo, smiling when he relaxed, “And in response to your question, we have no idea. We started doing it in the first year and we just kept doing it every year. Now it's just fun, especially with the rewards we give out.”

“Rewards? You guys actually do that, I thought it was just satisfaction?” Cedric asked.

Harry shook his head in amusement, “Nope we actually ask each other for stuff,” Harry looked up and down the corridor and thought to ask them but thought again, “Actually I’ll tell you guys somewhere else, I don’t want anyone to overhear.”

The others all nodded as they gathered their stuff and stood up, Cedric and Theo to Harry’s right and Viktor and Fleur to his left.

They walked with Harry, feeling their confusion increase gradually, as they passed through paintings and armor and in around 5 min they arrived at the 7th corridor.

Fleur glanced around in confusion, “Is this where we’re supposed to be?”

“Yep.” Harry said, as he walked forward before coming back, doing that three times. Everyone jumped as a door appeared to their right, Harry walking up and opening it without hesitation. He held open the door as everyone filed in, and when closed it disappeared to everyone’s confusion. They chalked it off as magic and looked around the room they found themselves in.

It was a semi large room shaped in a half circle. Straight ahead of them was a large brick fireplace, already lit and roaring hot. Wall to wall, right next to the fireplace on both sides, was large bookcases of any book you could imagine. A large wooden table, intricately designed with mythical creatures, was surrounded with two single couches and a large three person couch.

Harry immediately went to the large couch, tossing his stuff under the table with a sigh, as he sunk into the soft seat. The other followed at a slower pace, as Cedric and Theo took the open spots next to Harry, and Viktor and Fleur took the single couches.

“Dobby.” Harry called out, as the excitable elf popped in with various foods and drinks, leaving right after.

“Enjoy” Harry waved his hand as he took a bottle of butterbeer and treacle tart as he enjoyed the food.

“So what are the rewards you give?” Cedric asked, swallowing the cookie he was chewing.

“Hmmm.” Harry hummed as he thought of a response, “Well it usually is just about anything you can think of. Homework help, doing someone’s essay, getting them food, etc. It can also be on a larger scale, like this bet that I just lost has me wearing Hermione’s panties for a full day. On another it was Ron and Mione loudly making out in the common room, and for the next bet I'm asking for Ron to wear a dress and Mione to wear a tuxedo.” Harry darkly mutters at the end.

“Sounds intense.” Theo said, glancing at Cedric as they both blushed at the fact that Harry was wearing female garments.

“But it’s also fun, I love seeing everyone’s reaction if we do a larger bet.” Harry said, yawning from how tired it was.

“Are you tired?” Fleur asked, concern evident in her tone.

“Meh somewhat, I was up until around 1 doing my homework. I should probably take a nap or something since I’m gonna be really tired the rest of the day if not.” Harry muttered the last part.

“You can lay down on me and Theo if you really want to sleep.” Cedric asked, a light blush on his face as he saw the teasing smirks on Fleur and Viktor’s face.

Theo also nodded in agreement, shyly responding, “You can do it anytime.”

Harry’s face lit up as he happily nodded, “Sure I’ll take you up on that.”

Harry took off his shoes, pulling them up and laying them in Theo’s lap, and placed his head in Cedric’s lap.

“We’ll wake you up in a few hours alright?” Cedric softly whispered.

“Yea thass good.” Harry slurred as he slowly fell asleep.

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Yuri heaved a sigh as he walked slightly behind Flynn and his friends. He didn’t even know why he accepted Estelle’s invitation to come with them, he hasn’t talked to any of them, besides Estelle’s various texts, in 5 months.

‘It’s been a hell of a 5 months though.’ Yuri complained as he ruefully shook his head, thinking back to how everything happened.

Yuri went to visit Flynn, who was his boyfriend around 5 months ago, and found him kissing Sodia, and it looked like it was about to go farther. Yuri gave a heartbroken look to them before he hightailed it out of there, resolving to not talk to any of them again. The next day, Flynn came over and broke up with Yuri, in which Yuri accepted, based on what he saw yesterday he knew that Flynn didn’t look like he loved Yuri anymore.

‘After that I completely stopped talking to Flynn, Sodia, Judith, Estelle and their friends. Partly because I don’t want to reveal that Flynn was an asshole to Judith and Estelle, both of whom are close to Sodia.’ Yuri shook his head to clear his thoughts as he thought of the after, ‘About 5 days after the break up, I was passing by an orphanage where I met little Karol, and after a week of getting to know him and his older sister, Rita, I decided to adopt them making them Karol and Rita Lowell.’

Yuri fondly thought of the chaotic moments in the house after he found a big enough one with the money he earned, having gotten a job as a Tech assistant to earn money and a stable house to adopt Rita and Karol. At first it was rather tense as Rita and Karol were getting too used to the fact that they were adopted, and that the fact that their father is only 3 year older than Rita, not that it mattered much as Rita loved living with Yuri and Karol as a family. About 2 weeks after they both started to call him Papa or Father, and they let themselves be more at ease with him and more cuddly.

Rita even sometimes dropped her haughty attitude, an attitude she gained to protect herself and Karol in the orphanage, and allowed herself to let Yuri cuddle them close and kiss their heads, even allowing it in Public in time.

‘Man I don’t know what I would do without Ri and Kar, they are my whole life now, I can’t imagine a life without them,’ Yuri fondly recalled as he thought of his past a “Don’t care” kind of guy, ‘They really changed me, and I even told them about my secret friend that no one knows about, making them very excited to meet her.’

Before Yuri could continue he was interrupted by a small crashing into him, letting out a large oomph as he fell to the ground, the group stopping to stare at him.

“Wha-” Yuri mumbled before glancing down and gaining a soft smile, surprising the entire group, including Flynn, “Karol I didn’t know you’d be here.”

“Papa.” The air seemed to suck out of there as the entire group stared in shock at the small kid calling Yuri a father, “I came here with Rita and the old drunk but we saw you so we wanted to greet you.”

“Sorry about that Dad, he ran off as soon as he saw you.” The girl, presumably Rita, glanced apologetically at Yuri before she leaned down, letting Yuri kiss her forehead and grab Karol, further shocking the group in front, “I barely had time to grab the old drunk and come here.”

“Oi who are you kids calling the old drunk? Didn’t your father teach you manners.” A gruff voice broke through as another guy came to them.

“Raven, just admit it already you are an old drunk.” Yuri huffed, picking himself up before taking Karol in one hand and Rita under his other, “The only thing you do is drink, it’s a good thing you’re a high functioning alcoholic cause I’d kick your ass for drinking around my kids.”

“Yea yea you say that everytime.” Raven impatiently waved his hand as he turned toward the group, “Anyway who are these bozos, you never hung out with your friends before, it’s always work, eat, play, sleep with your dumbass.”

“Just some old friends who invited me today.” Yuri says as he glances at them and points them out, “That’s Flynn, Sodia, Judith, and Estelle and whoever else they decided to bring.

“Y-Yuri mind introducing us?” Estelle asked, finally getting her voice back, as she glanced at the others in the group.

“Yea yea hold your horses.” Yuri grumbled as he looked at them, noticing them all to be shell shocked, particularly Flynn, “Anyway these two munchkins,” Yuri resolutely ignores Rita’s outburst of ‘I’m only 3 years younger than you, I’m not a damn munchkin’, “Are my two adopted kids, he’s Karol Lowell and he’s 10 while she’s Rita Lowell, she’s 18, and this old drunk is Raven who lives with us and takes care of the kids while I’m not home.”

“I thought to adopt kids you need a stable income, a good house, and whatever else you need.” Soida says through clenched teeth, staring at Yuri with fury.

Yuri just calmly looks back at her, unbothered by the fury, “I got a job as soon as I wanted to adopt them, and my boss after hearing that I wanted work to adopt kids decided to give me a promotion, granted it was after I showed sufficient knowledge to be in a high ranking position, and gave me my paycheck early so I could buy a house and fix it up in time to be able to adopt them. I ain’t gonna lie, this was the best decision I’ve ever chosen for myself.” Yuri says, pride evident in his tone.

“Well Congratulations.” Flynn says, a strained smile lighting up his face.

Before Yuri could respond a voice broke through, “Oh my is that Yuri Lowell?”

Everyone turned toward the voice, except Raven who vanished with a quick smile at Yuri’s nod, and saw a woman wearing little clothing (Imagine a girl wearing Olivia’s (Fire Emblem Awakening Olivia) dancer outfit) as she walked toward them.

Yuri’s eyes widened as he stared at her form, “Olivia Montague what a surprise to see you here my dear.”

Olivia giggled as she leaned up to give a quick peck to Yuri’s lips, expertly ignoring Flynn’s strangled breath, “My my darling what a way to greet a woman.”

Yuri stared at her impassively, “Stop confusing everyone and just say you’re like my sister, I don’t understand why you think kissing me is the way.”

Olivia again ignores Flynn’s breath of relief and Sodia’s fury, beaming up at Flynn, “But darling what a way to confuse everyone, you know you like it.”

“I couldn’t care less if we confuse everyone, but these past 5 months have been rather enlightening on my aspec spectrum.” Yuri says, grinning at Olivia in his arms.

“Oh my who’s this?” Judith said, finally speaking up for the first time.

Yuri glances up with a smile, Flynn’s shocked face and Estelle’s wide eyes greeting him, “She’s my oldest friend, about 3 years before I met Flynn, I met Olivia and we hit it off and started to correspond with letters.” Yuri glances at them and starts again, “And before you say why I didn’t introduce her, she usually travels all over the world so I never know when I’ll meet her again, I haven’t seen her in 5 years, well besides facetime and texts, so there was never a good time to mention her.”

“Well alright.” Flynn uncertainly says, staring at Yuri holding her with longing conflicted feelings rising in him.

“Brats go over with Olivia, she should be performing right now so you get to see her also.” Yuri says, glancing at Flynn, before he looks down at Rita and Karol.

“Sure dad,” Rita hesitates before she leans up and places a kiss on Yuri’s cheek, leaning back and blushing, “Be careful you hear.”

“We’ll see you at home Papa.” Karol giggles as he’s picked up and kisses Yuri’s other cheek.

“Have fun kids.” Yuri softly says as he waves goodbye to them.

“Don’t worry darling, I’ll make sure nothing happens to them.” Olivia says, her face taking a more serious look.

“I know you can protect them, god knows you need it.” Yuri heaves a sigh as he thinks about why she needs to protect herself.

“All right Darling, be careful.” Olivia leans up and kisses Yuri again, before walking off with the kids.

“Why does she need to protect herself?” Estelle, sweet, innocent Estelle who is constantly worried about everyone, asks.

Yuri glances at them, before seeing the crowd of people around them, mentions them forward as they walk through the crowd and says, “Well her name is actually Olivia Montague.”

“Wait, the Montague family, one of the most important families in Britain?” Sodia says, shocked.

Yuri grins at that, “Yep but she never liked staying in one place too long so her father said that if she can sufficiently protect herself then she’s free to do whatever she wants, which is good cause her brother can inherit the lordship in her place, leaving her free to travel.”

“Oh my.” Estelle gasps as she puts her hand and covers her mouth.

“So because of that she’s been able to fight and capture every assassin sent after her, so she’s sufficiently capable of protecting my kids and herself.” Yuri finishes, as they all stop at a cafe and order some coffee.

“Why did you decide to adopt the kids?” Flynn asks softly, almost seeming afraid of being rejected.

Yuri stared at Flynn, who shrunk a little, before answering, “Honestly no idea, I spent about a week with them, constantly visiting the orphanage to visit the two kids who captured my attention. After a week I decided to adopt them, which was when I did a complete upheaval of my life, but I don’t regret it one bit.”

“That’s nice.” Flynn says, as he shrinks down, seemingly contemplating something.

“Where do you work?” Judith questioned, moving the conversation along before it got to awkward.

Yuri chuckled, “You wouldn’t believe me even if I told you.”

“Try us.” Sodia challenged, fire in her eyes.

Yuri just stared at her before breaking into a grin, “Don’t say I didn’t warn you,” He takes a deep breath, the others leaning forward in eagerness, even Flynn, “I work at Dahngrest as a tech assistant to Don Whitehouse, the CEO of Dahngrest.”

Stunned silence followed his proclamation as the others stared at him in shock.

“Y-you actually work in the biggest tech company in the world.” Estelle stuttered out, proud and happy for her friend.

Yuri grinned as he pulled out his ID from his wallet passing it forward, “I know they scouted me out when I was job hunting and said they wanted to hire me, and after explaining my circumstances to Don he tested me and immediately promoted me to his personal assistant.”

“That’s impressive, good job Yuri.” Flynn softly said, glancing at Yuri.

“Thanks Flynn.” Yuri grins at Flynn, feeling small flickers of his old feelings.

Judith saw the exchange and decided that they actually needed to talk, so she bustled Estelle and Sodia out with the excuse of girl shopping, completely ignoring Sodia’s harsh comments, leaving Flynn and Yuri alone in awkward silence.

“I’m sorry.” Flynn blurts out, quickly hunkering down in shock at his outburst.

“What?” Yuri blinks in confusion as he looks at the shy Flynn.

“I said, I’m sorry.” Flynn repeats, still hunkering down but staring shyly at Yuri through his fringes.

“For what?” Yuri frowns in confusion as he continues to look at Flynn.

“For breaking up with you and not telling you why.” Flynn says, looking away from Yuri.

“Oh we’re going deep.” Yuri mutters as he places down his cup of coffee and looks at Flynn, who’s looking at him through the corner of his eye, “Then would you like to tell me the reason now?”

Flynn just glances shyly at him before nodding, he gathers his legs beneath him as he holds his arms around himself in a pseudo hug, “It was because Sodia kissed me, I didn’t want it but she still did it, and right after that I decided to break up with you to, to…. I don’t know why.” Flynn whispers brokenly as he stares forlornly between his fingers, which causes Yuri to see how broken Flynn has been after they broke up.

“You’ve gotta be kidding me.” Yuri sighs irritably, getting up and walking over to Flynn, who flinches expecting to be hit, but is surprised when he’s pulled into the warmest hug he’s ever felt, immediately melting in Yuri’s arm and getting the unique scent of Yuri again, “First off, if you just explained your reasons to me then we wouldn’t have even broken up, I did see you kissing Sodia since I decided to visit but if you told me that she forced you then I would've been fine.”

“Really?” Flynn’s wide eyes full of hope tug at Yuri’s heart.

“Yes really, I still love you now and it’s been 5 months since we broke up.” Yuri says, a bemused smile on his lips.

Flynn glances down, biting his lip, “I’m sorry.”

Yuri just stares softly at Flynn, resolving to fix him and help him, “You don’t need to apologize, I understand. It’ll take a bit, and a lot of talking on both of our parts, but if you want, we can create something new so that this doesn’t happen again, we’ve both changed in these last 5 months so we need to discuss everything.”

Flynn just stares at Yuri, eyes full of hope, wonder, affection, and resentment towards himself, and nuzzles into Yuri’s chest as he answers, “Yes, please.” He takes a moment to think, “Can we start now?”

“Sure.” Yuri grins, “Want me to start?”

“Please.” Flynn nods his head into Yuri’s shirt.

Yuri grins at how cute Flynn iis before thinking, “Well one thing I can think off is that I found out I’m part of the Aspec community.”

“What's that?” Flynn leans backward to look up at Yuri.

“It means to be on part of the Armoantic or Asexual specturm. I’m actually part of both. Aromantic means to not feel romantic attraction and Asexual means to not seel sexual attraction.”

“But….” Flynn trails off, uncertain how to phrase his question.

“I’ll answer your question right now, don’t worry.” Yuri shushes Flynn with a finger, “So while I don’t feel romantic attraction, I still feel urges of a sort to a person. One other type of attraction I do feel is aesthetic attraction, which essentially means looks. I like your hair, your face, your body, etc. So I’m just attracted to you in a different way than romantically, nothing bad. And on the other hand while I am fine with having sex, it does nothing for me, it hardly brings me pleasure, it’s just a chore unless I’m doing it for my partners pleasure which is another story.”

“Oh.” Flynn whispers, as he stares contemplatively at Yuri’s chest.

“That answers your question?” Yuri questions.

Flynn hums as he leans forward onto Yuri and hesitatingly speaks up, “C-can we still t-try again?”

Yuri stares in surprise, as he didn’t think that Flynn would want to try again, before melting into a grin, “I would like nothing more.”

“C-can you kiss me?” Flynn questions, as he leans into Yuri, uncertain if he asked an unreasonable request or not.

“If you allow me to, yes.” Yuri says, grinning as Flynn leans back and looks up at Yuri expectantly. Yuri leans forward, and savors Flynn’s soft lips and the taste of caramel coffee on his tongue.

Flynn felt like he was riding a cloud to heaven, finally tasting Yuri’s soft lips and the sweet taste of coffee with blueberries.

The kiss ended sooner than they both wanted, as they moved away and looked disappointedly at their lips. But soon they both grinned at each other, euphoria surrounding them, feeling a lost piece of their souls sliding back into place.

“I missed you so much Yuri.” Flynn mumbled as he leaned forward again, breathing in Yuri’s unique scent of pomegranate, blueberries, and vanilla shampoo.

“I missed you too Flynn.” Yuri wrapped his arms tight around Flynn, thinking that if he let’s go then he’ll lose him again, “Do you want to go back to my place and cuddle? Watch a movie or something?”

“Please.” Flynn nodded immediately as he stared up at Yuri.

“Very well.”

They got up, Yuri leaving a tip on the table after paying the check, and they walked off hand in hand, holding tight as if afraid to let go.

“I love you Flynn.” Yuri says, love seeping in his voice.

“I love you too, Yuri.” Flynn softly says as he stares at Yuri.

They still have plenty to talk about, and plenty to say, but this new thing between them looks like it’ll last an eternity.

Chapter Text

Daisuke lightly groaned as he slightly moved, careful not to dislodge the four lumps laying on him. He blearily rubbed his eyes as he yawned, waking up fully as he glanced down. Laying over his chest and legs were 2 kids and 2 digimon, all laying in strewn out positions.

The first kid, Alexander Motomiya, was curled up on his chest, his back against the couch. The other kid, Tsuki Motomiya, was curled up right next to her brother, her arm thrown over him while her legs were tucked under Alexander’s. Over his legs were the two digimon, Sunmon and Moonmon, who were in a ying yang shaped ball right on his knees.

“You awake Dai?” Veemon’s voice echoed through the house, his lisp only remaining on his name.

“Just about.” Daisuke replied, yawning again, “Is it almost time to leave yet?”

“In around 2 hours yes, but we can afford to be a little late since it is our private jet.” Veemon shouted back, quickly digivolving into Exveemon and getting the coffee and lunches ready.

“Kids time to wake up, we have to leave soon.” Daisuke slowly shook his kids awake, amusingly watching them blink their eyes.

“Uhhhh it’s so early.” Alexander complained, scratching his eyes as he stared at Daisuke.

“Daddddd we wanted to sleep some more.” Tsuki complained, crossing her arms and pouting at him.

“No can do kiddo.'' Davis affectionately ruffled their hair, listening to them complaining, “We have to leave so take Sunmon and Moonmon and start to get ready.”

“Fineeee.” They both drawl out, grabbing their respective partner and racing to the bathroom.

Davis shook his head as he laid back down, thinking about everything that happened in the past 3 years. It started when he was 19 and working on his noodle cart dream down in New York, having moved to America a year ago. He was working on his recipes as usual when a business owner walked in, loudly complaining about work. Daisuke chatted with him as he made a bowl of noodles, learning that the guy was having trouble with a rival company, but not elaborating more.

Daisuke just handed the noodles to the guy, turning around to continue cleaning when the guy started screaming about this being the most perfect bowl of noodles he’s ever had. The rest of the day passed by in a blur when the guy brought him to his office and all of a sudden Daisuke is the CEO of the Hakamura group, the leading company in the noodle field.

After that Daisuke spent his time working at the company, learning the ropes of how to be a good CEO and how to run a company. Thankfully the workers were very understanding of his circumstances and always helped Daisuke whenever he needed anything, in return Daisuke paid them back with noodles made at his ramen cart, which pretty soon everyone that worked them started to worship them as
“God Noodles.”

Things progressed pretty much the same until one rainy afternoon Daisuke sought shelter in an abandoned Orphanage in Downtown, meeting two digidestined kids he later adopted after he earned their trust.

First was Alexander Motomiya, a bright and cheerful boy who’s always willing to help Daisuke out with anything. He has windswept blonde hair that he constantly brushes out of the way, and bright emerald green eyes showing off curiosity benefiting a 12 year old. His partner was Moonmon whose final digivolution was Dianamon, an Olympian.

Last is Tsuki Motomiya, who is more shy than Alexander and prefers to hide behind her brother or dad. She had long black hair, reaching all the way down to her mid back, and crystal blue eyes, showing intelligence far beyond a 10 year old. Her partner was Sunmon whose final digivolution was Apollomon, Dianamon’s counterpart in the Olympian’s.

‘Those two have definitely been the light of my life, especially after I got too busy to hang out with my friends.’ Daisuke mournfully thought, staring at a large group picture of the original digidestined along with the second group of them, staring particularly at a picture of a certain blonde named Takeru.

‘Who knew that I would end up liking Takeru after realizing that my feelings for Hikari was pure friendship, but I guess it was good I moved before realizing.’ Davis thought, his face contorting into a contemplative face. ‘I found out I was aromantic and asexual after I moved, only after I talked too an employee of mine who was able to help me realize. Sadly I haven't been able to see them for the last 2 years, not even any messages, today will be the first time I see them so I hope they enjoy my surprise.’

“Dai are you coming? Alexander and Tsuki are already eating.” Veemon called through the doorway.

“Coming.” Daisuke called, “Also did you finish your paperwork?”
“Yea I finished last night,” Veemon replied, “What about you?”

“Finished before I went to bed last night.” Daisuke called back, heading to the bathroom to freshen up and get dressed.

Daisuke stretched, loosening his muscles and popping his bones, as he walked up to the master suite.

It was a large room with the bed placed directly in the middle, right in front of the large floor to ceiling glass window. There were two mahogany dressers to each side of the bed along with a large chest of overflowing toys in front of the bed. It was sparsely decorated in random art and cultural pieces along with a plush blue rug. On the walls were a few dressers and an entrance to a large walk in closet, with the bathroom door right next to it.

‘It’s been three years since I’ve seen them,’ Daisuke sadly thought, reaching over and tracing the last picture he had of them before he went AWOL, ‘I’ll see them today but I wonder how they’ll react.’

Daisuke pulled out a white button up shirt along with black dress pants and walked into the bathroom, quickly taking a shower. He dries himself off and pulls on the clothes, pulling his long hair into a loose ponytail.

‘I’ve also changed plenty.’ Daisuke reminisces as he twirls a strand of red hair between his fingers, ‘Oh well we’ll see what happens when I get there.’

Daisuke walked into the kitchen, chatting with Alexander and Tsuki while eating some pancakes that Veemon whipped up. After they finish eating they put away the dishes and grab their luggage, making their way to the airport.

“Are you ready for this Dai?” Veemon asks, adjusting his vest and earpiece, looking at Daisuke.

“Ready as I’ll ever be I guess.” Daisuke shrugs, shuffling his nerves, “Thankfully Olivia is a good assistant and does an amazing job. Asher and Crise are great competitors and will help protect the company from untoward individuals.”

“That’s not what I mean and you know it.” Veemon deadpans.

Daisuke lets the smile fall as he sighs, “I know you meant about actually seeing Takeru, wondering if he has a girlfriend or something, and about seeing the rest of our friends that we haven’t seen in 3 years, including my family. I’m nervous, extremely so, but we just have to deal.”

Alexander and Tsuki hug Daisuke’s legs both exclaiming, “We’re here for you Papa, don’t worry.”

“Thanks Alex, Tsuki.” Daisuke picks them up, a soft smile on his face, as he sits down next to Veemon.

“Well we have around 14 hours of flight so it’ll be good for you guys to sleep.” Veemon suggests, watching how the three droop.

“Fine fine, wake us if we’re not already up by then.” Daisuke mumbles, slouching backward as Alexander and Tsuki slouch on him.

“Sure Dai.” Veemon amusedly watches as they drop, before going down to work on some paperwork.

14 hours later the plane touched down in the airport right next to Odaiba, where Veemon promptly woke up Daisuke and the kids. They took out their baggage and walked over to the black limo that waited for them, popping in their luggage and getting seated.

Daisuke bounced his leg, his nerves starting to get the better of him, “We have 1 hour, Oh God.”

“Relax already Dai, everything will be fine.” Veemon gave Daisuke a rather irritated glare, as Alexander and Tsuki started to play with Coronamon and Lunamon off to the side.

Daisuke just glared back, “I know it will, doesn't mean I can’t be nervous,” Daisuke pauses as he takes a deep breath, “D-Do you think-”

“That I can take the kids to supposedly look for our mysterious destination while you meet them first?” Veemon answers amusedly as he stares at Daisuke.

Daisuke blushes bright red as he meekly nods.

“Fine fine, I guess I can.” Veemon waves his hand in acceptance.

“Thanks V.” Daisuke smiles, soft and dim in the light.

“We’re here Boss.” The driver/bodyguard answers as he opens their door.

“Thanks Henry.” Daisuke smiles at him, watching Henry blink in surprise at how Daisuke knew his name.

Veemon, Alexander, and Tsuki follow them as they pick up their luggage and walk to the entrance of Odaiba Park.

“Good luck Dai.” Veemon says, patting Daisuke’s arm in reassurance.

“Thanks V.” Daisuke says, feeling the butterflies threatening to overwhelm him and choke him.

Daisuke walks forward, leaving Alexander and Tsuki with Veeemon, and starts to go into the direction he’s memorized 3 years ago. On the way, Daisuke’s mind threatens to overwhelm him with “what-if” instances, but he pushes the thoughts to the back of his mind as he gets closer.

Once he gets a little closer he can spot the people he’s longed to see for 3 years. Mimi and Sora, both grown up and older, are off to one side setting up a table laden with food. Next to them is Jou and Koushiro, both manning the DJ station, while Taichi and Yamato run around making sure everything is done. Hikari and Takeru are off to one side, talking quietly while making party supplies for the get-together. Inoue, Ken, and Iori are all at one table, all of them not having anything to do and stay talking quietly. Surprisingly Jun is also there, helping around all the circles.

Evidently as Davisuke gets closer, the others start to notice the stranger (In their eyes, Daisuke reasons, especially with how much he’s changed) and Taichi slowly jogs up to meet him.

“Can we help you?” Taichi questions, questioning eyes looking at Daisuke.

“I don’t know, it’s been 3 years hasn’t it? You reckon you can help me?” Daisuke questions, butterflies in his stomach as he lets the secret loose.

Taichi stares at Daisuke, not comprehending whatever it was that he said, before a lightbulb went off, making Taichi look at Daisuke in shock.

“D-Daisuke?” Taichi questions, unable to comprehend as he goes misty eyed.

Daisuke, surprised at how Taichi seems so close to crying, only nods and barely has time to catch a flailing Taichi. Daisuke grabs Taichi as he tugs him up, getting him into a better hugging position, uncaring of the shocked looks aimed their way.

“Y-You ass it’s been 3 fucking years.” Taichi warbles as he looks up at Daisuke through teary eyes.

“Sorry Sorry but a lot of shit went down. I'll explain it to all of you eventually.” Daisuke assures Taichi as he notices his confused expression, “Let’s just meet everyone first.”

Taichi grins as he brushes away his tears, leaning up to throw an arm around Daisuke's shoulders, “Look at that you ass, you’re taller than me. What are you a giant?”

Daisuke grins at the friendly banter as they slowly walk toward the confused group, whoo all banded together after watching a crying Taichi hug a total stranger, “No I’m just a giant at 6’4” no biggie.”

“You’re a goddamn giant is what you are.” Taichi throws in the last shot as they stand in front of the group.

“Care to introduce us?” Yamato drawled, staring at the tall red haired figure.

“I would,” Taichi says, sharing a grin with the guy, “But you all already know him, so there’s no need to.”

“Huh, we do?” Sora asks in confusion, exchanging glances with Miyako and Mimi

“I don’t think we do.” Koushiro said, staring hard at the figure.

“W-wait.” Ken’s stutter didn’t go unnoticed as he bypassed a confused Takeru and Hikaru, going to stand in front of the guy, “I-Is that really?”

“Is that who?” Iori, Hikari and Takeru chime in at once, with Jun tilting her head in confusion.

“D-Daisuke.” Ken uttered the name, causing stillness and silence to spread through the group as they stared.

“Y'all finally figure it out?” Daisuke offered a wolfish grin, watching in amazement as the knowledge spread.

Before Daisuke could react he found himself at the bottom of a pile of Digidestined, all of them crying and shouting, besides Taichi who sidestepped with a wry grin.

After around 5 minutes everyone separated but they made sure to stay close to Daisuke, as if making sure he didn’t disappear.

“Y-You have one hell of a story to tell us Mister.” Hikari hiccuped as she tried to be as threatening as possible.

Daisuke just grinned as he nodded in acceptance, “Sure sure, lemme just get Veemon over here and then I can explain.”

Daisuke pulled out his phone and quickly dialled Veemon’s number who answered rather quickly.

“Yes Dai?” Veemon said, loud enough to be heard over the speaker phone.

“Come on over, the intro is done.” Daisuke said.

“Kay, we’ll be there in 5 minutes.” Veemon answered.

“We?” Taichi questioned, dragging Daisuke over to a chair with everyone sitting next to him, Takeru sitting as closely as humanly possible without seeming weird, ignoring the amused glances.

“That’s a part of the explanation.” Daisuke said.

The next 5 minutes passed quickly as Hiakri and Mimi got drinks and snacks for everyone to eat while they waited, and eventually Veemon walked into the clearing followed by two kids.

“Papa.” The two kids yelled, running over to Daisuke and hugging him around the waist.

“PAPA?!” The others yelled, all looking shocked, particularly Takeru.

“What the hell do you mean you have kids? You’re married?” Taichi asks, incredulous.

Daisuke softly laughs as he tugs the kids in his lap, the girls cooing how cute they are in their dress and suit respectively, “Nope not married, I ran into these two in an abandoned orphanage and after gaining their trust I adopted them. I also found out they have Digimon.”

They all glance over at the two digimon who introduce themselves as Coronamon and Lunamon.

“Geeze Dai how crazy has your life become?” Hikari mumbles in affection.

“Oh you wouldn’t believe what else happened.” Daisuke laughs.

“Oh god we’ll regret that won’t we.” Hikari stares at Daisuke with a hint of fear.

“Oh you will don’t worry.” Daisuke grins at her, not noticing the tense Takeru and everyone watching amusedly.

“Dai I have to go.” Veemon spoke up, making everyone turn to him.

“Oh is it already that time.” Daisuke mused before he waved a hand, “Sure sure go ahead I’ll explain everything.”

“Thanks Dai.” Veemon grinned with a V, “Call me if you need anything.”

“What the hell is going on in your life that Veemon is working?” Yamato speaks up, wondering what’s going on.

“Kids want to go play with Coronamon and Lunamon? The adults are going to do some boring adult talking.” Daisuke speaks softly to them, whose faces scrunched in distaste before they ran off with their digimon.

“Are they alright on their own?” Mimi asked in concern.

“Yea they’ll be just fine, Coronamon and Lunamon are plenty strong enough to save them.”

“So you’re story?” Takeru asks in interest, leaning forward a bit.

For the next few hours Daisuke regaled them with tales of his adventure, showing them he’s the CEO of the Hakamura group, the noodle company chain stores. That news completely shocked everyone as they never expected hyperactive Daisuke to become someone of such high importance.

“And that’s my life’s story.” Daisuke finished, leaning backward as exhaustion caught up.

“That’s pretty insane, not gonna lie.” Sora said faintly, trying to recover from the massive influx of information.

“Yea who knew you’d become such a famous little bro.” Jun said, a smirk clearly evident.

“Yea well this shit is tiring.” Daisuke sighs, running a hand through his hair, “Hold up lemme call Veemon to get the kids, they need to sleep.”

Daisuke called Veemon, letting the Digidestined process the information dumped on them. The call lasted 5 min as Veemon assured Daisuke that it’ll be taken care of, and he also said that Dai could bring them over for a massive sleepover at his house where Dai said he’ll let them know.

Daisuke ended the call and walked back to the group, who all looked to be finally processing the information.

“Man was that a dump.” Takeru broke the silence, causing everyone to laugh out loud, a hint of hysteria in their tones.

“Is there anything else you’re seemingly hiding, Daisuke?” Koushiro says, a glimmer of interest in his eyes.

Daisuke playfully grinned at them, “Who knows you’ll just have to find out.”

“Goddamnit Daisuke.” Taichi groaned in exasperated fondness.

“Also Veemon brought up a good point, he asked if you all wanted to have a sleepover at my house.” Daisuke said.

“A sleepover at whatever fancy ass place you live in, count me in.”
Takeru said, excitedly grinning.

The others nod quickly in acceptance, packing everything up in record time, and following Daisuke back to his car.

“You're kidding? We’re gonna ride a limo?” Hikari says, looking at the car.

“Yea unfortunately in the business world if you don’t arrive in style then it won’t work.” Daisuke tiredly sighs, thinking back to all the moments.

“Well at least it’s going to be comfortable.” Takeru shrugs as he gets into the car, everyone following behind him.

“Man you really are living the life Dai.” Jou says, glancing around at the wine rack, the snack rack, and all other things strewn around.

“I mean sure, I’m just a lot more tired than I was before. I’m constantly up until 2 in the morning each day, and I only get around 4 hours of sleep but I wouldn’t trade it for the world.”

“That sounds pretty bad.” Hikari winced in sympathy.

“Thankfully my assistant is amazing and helps with a lot, and the two companies who are supposed to be my enemies, are instead some of my close friends and they help me a lot.” Daisuke perks up as he looks at the mansion on the outskirts of Tokyo, “Oh we’re here.”

“Jesus Christ that’s a big house.” Yamato says, actually shocked at seeing the house and the entourage of butler’s and maid’s.

“Well we can talk more tomorrow, I actually want to sleep right now.” Daisuke stretches a bit, before he grabs Takeru and drags him along, “You’re also coming with me. The maids will show you your rooms.”

Daisuke continued forward dragging a confused Takeru with him, and leaving amused digidestined behind.

They quickly arrived at Daisuke’s room, where Takeru looked around in wonder as Daisuke quickly got ready.

It was a pretty large room with 4 sets of doors, one for the pool outside, one for the closet, one for the bathroom, and one for exit and entrance. The bed was nestled next to the bathroom and closet door, as the pool door was across from them surrounded by a floor to ceiling glass pane. Closets and dressers were scattered throughout the room, and a large plush green rug sat in the middle of the room.

Daisuke walked out of the bathroom, towel on his wet hair, and grin in place, watching Takeru look around in wonder.

“You like it?”

Daisuke’s voice broke Takeru out of his wonder, and he looked at Daisuke with an indecipherable glance.

“Why did you drag me here?” Takeru asked, voice serious.

“What, can’t I drag the guy I like to my room to sleep with him? I also mean sleep as in actual sleep.” Daisuke said, clarifying the last sentence.

His statement caused Takeru to become stonestill, trying to process the statement.

“Y-You like me?” Takeru said, voice shaking.

Daisuke’s grin softed as he crossed the distance, bringing in Takeru for a soft kiss before backing away.

“Yea I got over my crush on Hikari and realized that I like you, we’ll have to talk more tomorrow cause there’s still stuff to say, but for now let’s sleep.”

Takeru walked into the bathroom, still robotically, and quickly got dressed before walking out to see Daisuke sitting on the bed.

“Trust me, I’m not lying Takeru.” Daisuke’s voice seemed to make Takeru come alive since he threw himself at Daisuke, sending them tumbling on the bed, as Takeur nuzzled Daisuke’s chest.

“I-I thought you wouldn’t like me, since you spent so long liking Hikari. I didn’t want to get my hopes up, especially since you disappeared for 3 years, but this is like a dream come true.” Takeru whispered, drunk on happiness.

“To me too, don’t worry.” Daisuke said, shifting him and Takeru higher and under the blankets, “But for now sleep.”

“Fine, fine you win. But we will talk tomorrow right?” Takeru whispered, still feeling insecure.

“Of course, I have to properly ask you out now, don’t I?” Daisuke smirks.

“Fine fine you win Dai.” Takeru mumbles, blush high on his cheeks.

“I always do.”

“Whatever goodnight.” Takeru huffs, dragging himself to Daisuke and laying on his chest.

“Goodnight.” Daisuke whispered, kissing Takeru’s head.

They had more to talk about tomorrow, but for now this was perfectly fine.

Chapter Text

Sully offered Robin a tense nod of gratitude, turning around and spurring her horse forward. Robin tiredly sighed as he went back into the fight, alone, always alone, after what the Shepherds found out. During a routine fight against Validar the truth of Robin’s existence came out, that he was actually a vessel of the Fell Dragon. After that everyone treated Robin with caution and a wariness that hurt, even if he expected this it still hurt all the same.

A few weeks later comes a large fight against the Risen as they venture forward to Tiki’s abode to talk to Naga through her. Robin slowly moves forward, shouting and shooting Thunder from his tome and swipes with his sword.

Robin comes to a stop as he hears a harp being played in the distance, heart beating fast as he recognizes the steady beat of harp and starlight.

‘Elena.’ Robin thinks, ignoring Vaike who’s complaining about watching his back, and quickly flips to the back of his book, “Thoron.”

A large bolt of lightning immediately eradicates everything in his path as Robin moves with reckless abandon towards the noise, ignoring all risen not in his path. After a tense 2 minutes he eventually comes to a stop as he spots Elena playing her harp and shooting starlight at the enemies.

“Elena.” Robin calls out, excitement in his voice as Elena’s head snaps up in disbelief.

“Robin.” She says softly, not noticing the risen coming her way but is bisected by a large serrated sword belonging to Yufine.

“Robin.” Yufine excitedly says as she hugs Robin into her bosom, suffocating him, “It’s been so long, we’ve missed you.”

“We have.” Elena’s soft voice washed over Robin, immediately relaxing him, “I’ve especially missed you my dear star.”

Robin softens a bit more at that, “And I you my dear singer and the dragoness of course.” He adds as he sees Yufine’s pout.

“We will talk later now, let us sing and dance my darling star.” Elena says, a fierce look of determination adorning her face as she preps her harp.

“Very well.” Robin stands up, making Yufine pout, as they both get their swords out and wait.

“Go.”

Immediately a song starts to play throughout the battlefield as Robin and Yufinee shoot off, both looking like they’re dancing as they twist and weave through the enemies, leaving behind a trail of Risen, as Elena leisurely follows behind with her eyes closed, trusting in her teammates.

Chrom grunts as he parries an attack meant for Lissa, who’s currently healing Vaike and Sully, as the rest of the Shepherds converge around them, enemies slowly closing in on them. Suddenly Robin and a strange girl burst through the enemies, killing them all as they twist and weave to a harp.

“What…” Chrom trails off as he spots the mysterious Harpist coming towards them slowly, before he can warn her for the risen, a bolt of lightning zap right past her cheek, who doesn’t even blink, as it kills the risen behind her.

“Now Elena.” Robin shouts, where the harpist, now named Elena, nods with a serene smile.

“Eternally Shining Comet.” Elena says, as a large star appears in the sky, quickly falling downward toward the enemies, destroying most of the ones left.

“Yufine.” Robin says again, as the last girl nods with a smile.

“Dragon Charge.” She cheerfully calls out, jumping high in the air and bringing her sword down on a group of 15 risen, killing them all.

“Now my dear star, show us your lightning.” Elena calls out, coming to a stop next to the puzzled Shepherds.

“Of course my dear songstress.” Robin bows, and to the tune of Elena, dances around the enemies with Thoron at his fingertips.

“Just as beautiful as before.” Yufine says, giddy smile in place, “Look how the lightning arches on his fingers Elena. He looks so dangerous and pretty.”

“Why do you think I call him my dear star? He is deadly but shines just as bright as the most innocent of beings.” Elena says.

“You know what he is though?” Sully grunts from behind them, watching them expectantly.

“Oh of course, he’s just like me, almost.” Yufine says, staring them down, “The difference is that I am a full fledged dragon and he’s just a vessel. He’s unable to do anything I could do.”

“You’re a dragon?” Chrom asks, feeling unsettled.

“Duh didn’t you notice my tail?” Yufine huffs, gesturing to the large whipping tail behind her.

“No, no we didn’t.” Lissa says, staring in excitement at the tail, frowning as Chrom pulls her back.

“My dear songstress I have finished.” Robin appears behind Elena, who turns with a smile and a hug.

“Good job my dear star, you have done wonderfully.” Elena praises, everyone watching as Robin visibly preens at the praise, blue eyes sparkling with excitement.

“Are we done here?” Robin asks, looking at Chrom.

“Ah, yes, yes we are.”

“Songstress let us sing and dance, it has been so long since we have.” Robin tugs Elena toward the camp, as the Shepherds follow behind.

“Ooo I wanna watch, I wanna watch.” Yufine grins, hopping up and down and raising her arm like a little kid.

“Very well, but you haven’t had any fights with the other dragons have you?” Robin asks, watching in amusement as the Shepherds pale.

Yufine adopts a thinking pose, continuing to walk next too Robin, “I haven’t with Alencia, Mort, Luna, or the Dragon Knights. Not even Cecilia.”

“Very good.” Robin praises her, still watching the Shepherds pale faces at the mention of so many dragons.

“What about you my dear star? Found a husband yet?” Elena teases Robin, ignoring the exclamations of “Husband?!?! Not Wife?”

“Hah no thanks, I don’t need a husband.” Robin stubbornly says, not noticing Chrom’s pinched expression. “Anyway how are you and Ray doing? Enjoying married life?”

“Don’t try to change the subject my star” Elena pinches Robin on the cheek, “You do need a husband, the amount of times I had to stop someone from attacking you is far too many.”

A quick “What?” came from behind them as they turned around and met the alarmed faces of the Shepherds.

“It was because Robin here is a big cuddler when he sleeps, and he slept with nearly everyone that we traveled with. I swear Kayron, Kawerik, and Sigret looked about ready to murder you.” Elena fondly rolled her eyes in amusement.

Robin tilts his head in askance, “Hush they only did that for jokes in front of me, they never told anyone but they definitely cuddled me close when they found me.”

“Robin cuddles?” was heard from several of the Shepherds as they stared at the group in front of them.

“Yes he does.” Elena said, finally addressing the group for the first time, “He sleeps a lot better with people than he does by himself, when he came to us he slept with basically everyone, which we imposed after Robin had a nightmare that woke up the whole castle.”

“You have nightmares?” Chrom asked in concern, even if he was slightly fearful of Robin being a vessel of Grima, he was still his friend, “Why didn’t you mention it?”

“He didn’t because he’s afraid of what other people would think,” Yufine answered before anyone else, surprising people with her mature answer and voice, “So he always hides them, but after we found out he sleeps better with others everyone always pulled Robin into their bed so he could actually sleep.”

“Shut up Yufine.” Robin mumbles in embarrassment, “No need to spill all my secrets.”

“Hush my star, they deserve to know, maybe they can help you.” Elena lightly chides Robin.

They soon reach the camp as everyone disperses, the Shepherds shooting Robin with indecipherable glances, as they all think about what they learned.

“Well my star, it was fun while it lasted, but sadly we must leave before the Chaos Rift closes.” Elena says sadly, smiling at Robin.

“Thankfully we know where the Rift is located so we can visit you whenever.” Yufine brightly says.

“Yea, have a safe trip home.” Robin says, pulling them both in a tight hug, “Bring Yuna next time, maybe she’ll love whatever she can find here.”

“We will.” Elena regally nods, placing a kiss on Robin’s cheek, as Yufine does so on the other side.

They take off leaving a smiling Robin along with a contemplative Lissa and Chrom. Robin turns around and spots Chrom and Lissa, standing just behind him.

“Robin can we talk?” Chrom asks, a little worried that Robin wouldn’t want to after what happened.

“Sure, I guess.” Robin shrugs as he follows Chrom and Lissa to their tent, he glances around and spots all the glances aimed his way from his fellow Shepherds. Robin goes forward to sit on the chair as Chrom and Lissa sit on the bed.

“So who was that?” Chrom asks, doing his best to keep jealousy out of his voice.

Robin hums, thinking how to best reply, “They’re people I met when I traveled to another world after I accidentally fell through their Chaos Rift.”

“Wait, what? Another world?” Lissa said, incredulous.

“Yes,” Robin nods, “Those Chaos Rifts allow you to travel through to their world, so I traveled through it. I fought in many wars and battles with them on my side, it was a good time.” Robin wistfully sighs.

“Do you.. Do you want to go back?” Chrom’s unsure face meets Robins.

“Not permanently no.” Robin shakes his head, much to Chrom’s relief, “But I do want to go visit since I have many friends there, they’ll also possibly visit here so that's another option.”

“They can come back and forth through these Chaos Rifts?” Chrom said, trying too wrap his head around the rifts.

“Sometimes.” Robin says, “They usually last around 4 hours after they appear, and after they stay gone for around 2 weeks before they come back. So if they miss the 4 hour mark they’re stuck here, or us stuck there for 2 weeks.”

Chrom says nothing, tilting his head in consideration, absorbing the influx of information. Chrom doesn’t know what to do with this, considering that this is the first time he’s met people from another world, and that these are the first Chaos Rifts they’ve ever encountered.

Robin slams his palm into his other hand with a soft ‘Oh’, “Also time works differently, one day here is around 3 months there. While one day there is around a few minutes here.”

“Why is there a time difference?” Lissa asks.

“Mostly because its another world in a far off place, so they’d have a different time compared to us.” Robin says.

“Oh whatever, I’ll let you two figure the rest out.” Lissa hops up and gives Chrom a sharp look, telling him to do it or get lost.

Chrome winces at the look, knowing that he has to do it now or he’ll never get the nerve to do it again. Chrom and Robin sit in silence a bit, Robin fiddling with the sleeves and Chrom staring at Robin.

“Robin…” Chrom trails off, unsure how to continue now that he has his full attention, “I, uh, I have something to tell you?”

“Oh?” Robin hums in interest, as he sits up straighter and crosses his legs. He knows this’ll be serious, especially froom how nervous Chrom looks all of a sudden, “I’m all ears, go ahead.”

“I, uh, I,” Chrom rasps, stopping and wetting his lips with a quick dap of his tongue, before he takes a deep breath and blurts, “Robin, I love you!”

Robin stops dead, staring at Chrom like he’s an interesting specimen, “Y-you love me?” He says, a small blush rising to his cheeks as he processes the statement.

Chrom breathes in relief, seeing as Robin isn’t angry, “Yes I do. I think I have for a while, but I just started noticing how my feelings toward you are. I didn’t want to say it right after finding out you were a vessel for Grima, since I wasn’t sure how you’d react so I waited. I decided right now would be the best time to say it.”

“Y-you love me?” Robin whispers again, staring at Chrom through his lashes, before straightening out and demands, “Kiss me.”

“W-what?” Chrom says, take aback.

“Kiss me right now.” Robin demands again as he watches Chrom.

Chrom doesn’t say anything as he stands up and closes the distance between them, leaving them standing chest to chest. Chrom raises a hand and cups Robin’s cheek, leaning forward slowly and finally meeting Robin’s soft velvety lips. Chrom groaned at the feeling, tasting the blueberries that Robin ate at breakfast, and feeling the heat go to his gut.

Robin wrapped his arms around Chrom’s shoulders, pulling him in even tighter as he deepened the kiss. Robin loved the feeling of Chrom’s lips, has been dreaming of them for ages, and he can taste the fruit that Chrom snacks on throughout the day, along with a cup of tea.

They pull apart, leaning their foreheads against one another, and smile in breathless delight.

“I love you Chrom.” Robin whispers softly, seeing the loving affection that Chrom has for him.

“I love you Robin.” Chrom whispers back, also spotting the adoration and love Robin has for him.

“We won’t be needed anymore today, let’s sleep now.” Robin tugs Chrom over to the bed, both getting dressed in lighter sleeping clothes, as they lay side by side.

“Goodnight my love.” Chrom tugs Robin closer, pushing his head to rest over his heart, as he wraps his arms tight around his shoulders.

“Goodnight my star.” Robin softly says, wrapping his arms around Chrom’s midsection, falling asleep intertwined with soft smiles on their faces.

Chapter Text

Carlos padded down the silent hall of the castle, tired beyond belief after the long day of school and Tourney practice. He got back home around 8 PM, shaking his head in exasperation as he saw Ben working hard on the documents, Chip telling him he’s been working on them for the last 5 hours.

6 hours have passed since then, it now being 2 in the morning, and Carlos decided enough was enough, he had to get Ben to relax for the day. So he set the bath and added some sweet orange essence, reading that it helps combat tiredness, and made some pitted tart cherries dipped in dark chocolate, both being easy to eat and the cherries helping combat insomnia. He also prepared two cups of Chamomile tea, setting the plate cherries and cups of tea beside the bed, along with a tube of Jasmine and Lavender massaging oil.

After preparing everything, all he had left to do, and set out to grab Ben from his office, the only area that still had some candles, the servants deeming the lights too bright during the night.

“Ben.” Carlos softly called, stepping into candlelight of the office, watching with concern as Ben let out a noncommittal hum, “It’s time for a break.”

“I can’t, I still have so much work to do.” Ben stretched his back as a grimace crossed his face at the pain in his back, “I have to get this all done this week.”

“Ben,” Carlos sighed as he walked around the desk, hugging Ben from behind and smiled as he melted into his embrace, “I know love, but it’s 2 in the morning, you worked enough for today. Come on, please.”

Ben sighed in defeat, already knowing that he couldn’t say no to Carlos when he pulled the ‘love’ and pleading with him, “Fine dear, I’ll come right now.”

“Thanks, love.” Carlos pressed a small, but chaste, kiss against Ben’s cheek, leaning against the door as he watched Ben neatly stack the papers on the desk, before snuffing the candlelight and grabbing Carlos’ hand and walking through the dark to their room.

“I got a bath all ready for you, go relax and I’ll be there soon.” Carlos told Ben, pushing him slightly to the bath as he tiredly walked through the door. Ben walked through the doors and slowly pulled off his clothes, tossing them into a pile in the corner, before he lowered himself into the tub with a groan, the warm water soothing on his sore muscles.

Carlos walked inside with a small grin, clear adoration in his gaze as he watched a blissful Ben relax in the water. He got the royal blue and gold towel out, setting it on the toilet, as he lowered himself next to Ben.

“You alright love?” Carlos questioned, kneading Ben’s temples in a slow head massage, smiling as Ben let out an even more blissful sigh.

“God what did I do to deserve you?” Ben questioned, staring at Carlos, devotion and love clear in his eyes.

Carlos let out a breathless laugh, leaning forward to kiss Ben at the corner of his mouth. Ben tried to chase the lips but let out a small whine when he didn’t reach the lips, but calmed down as Carlos returned to massaging his scalp and temples.

“You did everything, love.” Carlos tenderly whispered, “But for today let me take care of you, all you have to do is relax.”

“Mmkay.” Ben hummed as he settled into the water, mind becoming numb to a soft pleasure from Carlos’ fingers digging and massaging his scalp.

“Feels sho good.” Ben mumbled incoherently, a hum escaping from his throat as the fingers dug into just the right spot.

The next 10 minutes passed the same way, Ben was a melted puddle of goo as the mind numbing pleasure was felt throughout his whole body, the warm sweet orange scent wafting through Ben’s nose as he took a deep breath of the scent.

“Alright up you get.” Carlos whispered, gently hauling Ben out of the bathtub, grabbing the blue and gold towel to wipe him down. He grabbed the silken blue pants, helping Ben stumble into them, before ushering him onto the bed.

“Thank you.” Ben mumbled, gripping the hot mug in sore fingers, letting the warmth permeate his hands and soothe his muscles. He took a few cherries and hummed in pleasure as he tasted the dark chocolate covered cherries miix with the chamomile tea in his mouth.

“Delicious.”

“They are, aren't they? Chip helped me make them before he left so they stayed in the fridge for a bit before we had them.”

“God, I adore you.” Ben said, staring at a surprised Carlos, “I mean it, I adore you so much.”

“I adore you too.” Carlos shyly whispered, still unused to showing this much affection after his childhood with Cruella. “Very well onto the last part, lay down on your stomach.”

Ben listened without complaint and laid down on the bed, snagging a few more cherries to snack on.

Carlos put a liberal amount of oil onto his pals, before lathering it up and spreading it evenly on his hands. He started at the lower back, pressing down and up as Ben groaned in pleasure at having his knots prodded and stretched.

After exploring his back and arms, he found the tenderest spots before he started working on loosening the knots out. Ben released whines and groans, of pleasure and pain, as Carlos worked his way through Ben’s back and hands.

He wiped the oil off on a spare towel, and massaged Ben’s thighs and calves, working his way down to the bottom of the feet, leaving Ben limp with pleasure as the massage tapered off.

“Sho good.” Ben mumbled, burying his face in the pillow, “Phanks you Carlos.”

“Anytime love.” Carlos whispered, going into the bathroom to throw the towel into the pile and wash his hands of the oil.

After finishing, Carlos walked back out and to the bed, a half asleep Ben patiently waiting for his lover to come back.

“Sleep well.” Carlos mumbled, his voice hidden as he buried his face into Ben’s neck and hooked an arm around his waist.

“Sleep well.” Ben whispered back, pulling Carlos against his chest and burying his face in Carlos’ hair.