Captain America/Iron Man - "Wanna Dance?"
“Wanna dance?”
Steve looked down at his boyfriend with a small smile. “This is great, Tony,” he said, avoiding the question. And it was. Seeing everyone dressed like that, hearing the music he remembered from before… It was great. A bit nostalgic, maybe, but he’d put that behind him. Tony had put in a lot of effort was this party, and Steve wasn’t going to let homesickness ruin it. Plus, seeing Nat and Clint take the dancefloor by storm like they were doing was worth every ounce of longing.
Tony surveyed the room. “I’ve always wanted to do a vintage party,” he told him. “You just gave me an excuse.” He held out a hand. “Though if you want to repay me…”
Steve looked at the hand. The dance. That was the center of this. He wasn’t sure how Tony had found out, about that promised dance. Peggy.
Somehow, this was Tony’s way of making it better. Tony always wanted to make it better.
Steve took the hand, but instead of stepping towards the dancefloor, he pulled Tony close, wrapping his arms around him. “Thank you,” he whispered to him.
Tony hesitated, then hugged him back. “Hey, if I didn’t ask you, someone else would’ve,” he said glibly. “I’m pretty sure I saw Coulson eyeing you up.” He stepped back and offered his hand again. “Shall we?”
Steve grinned and took it.