07 - filtered to Tony

[greenmoonrising]

Hey, where are you? We were supposed to meet in the library over an hour ago. 

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[greenmoonrising]

[Glares at door and doesn't talk.]

[arrogantalloy]

[Sighs. Then slowly opens the doors, standing back from him.]

I wasn't me, okay. Well okay I was me, but it wasn't me, me. It was chemically imbalanced me. Not that I'm even sure how that happened because I don't remember eating or drinking anything different. But hey, Sherlock's been insisting that's what it is for the last few days. And well, I know that I'm always putting you through things that you probably should never be pu-

I've already filled the tool box by the way. The day you left, I did.

[greenmoonrising]

[Just stares up at him, knees hugged to chest, expression stony all the way through until Tony mentions the toolbox, suddenly looking confused.]

... So...? What does the toolbox have to do with you having the hots for Herbert?

[arrogantalloy]

Uh, I said that was an imbalance. And nothing, I really love that toolbox.

Looking at you in...

[He looks at the cupboard, before back at Bruce.]

...It reminded me that I didn't really thank you for it, because I was a bit of a dork when you had to leave my house after I kissed you. And. Well it's great.

[greenmoonrising]

[Hugs knees a bit tighter and lowers head.]

... I'm glad. That you like it, I mean.

[arrogantalloy]

[He frowns.]

I don't have a thing for Herbert.

[greenmoonrising]

You were completely head over heels just minutes ago. [flatly]

[arrogantalloy]

[He scratches his cheek]

Yeah. I kind of... Was.

[He pauses.]

It wasn't real. I know it isn't, it was something else.

[greenmoonrising]

[Stares] And now whatever it was is... gone. Just like that.

[arrogantalloy]

Seeing the look on your face... Fixed me. [He fidgets a little nervously.]

[greenmoonrising]

... Whatever. If it fixed you, you should've just left me alone. You know I get over my 'hissy fits' quickly.

[arrogantalloy]

Hissyfit? Who's calling this a hissyfit? And when have I ever left you alone when you look upset?

[greenmoonrising]

[Just falls silent and stares down at his knees, hugging them tighter.]

... Did you really kiss Herbert?

[arrogantalloy]

It's not what yo- ... Well... I did...

[Tony sighs, fidgeting more.]

But something was making me think that Herbert was what I wanted. Sherlock swears it was a love potion.

[greenmoonrising]

[Stares harder at knees, telling himself not to be so blue about it.] Oh...

[arrogantalloy]

It

[There's a long pause. Then he mumbles quickly]

I'd would have been better if it was you.

[greenmoonrising]

[Jerks head up and stares hard.] What?

[arrogantalloy]

Kissing you.

[He licks his lips slowly.]

It was better.

I mean, I don't know if it was because I had something or that Herbert's just really awkward, or that you're jus- You know your lips are really soft, right. And well ever since I kissed you before the New Year, I keep thinking about it and how I want to do it all the time. And...

[He looks at Bruce as he realises that he stopped trying to talk to Bruce so much as think out loud at him.]

What was the question?

[greenmoonrising]

[Just. Stares. Cheeks a bit pink. Looking a bit hopeful.]

Tony, do you... like me?

[arrogantalloy]

Uh, well. Like? Well yeah, of course you're my best friend. It would be kind of weird if I didn't like you, I mean, I'm sure that there are people who claim to be best friends with people, but are lying about it. though three years is a lot of effort to keep up a lie. And that would get really boring and tedious after a while.

[He continues to ramble on. His eyes focusing on various things in the wardrobe, including Bruce, his face, and his lips. Not that he rambles at times he feels awkward and unsure.]

[greenmoonrising]

[Brow raising at Tony's rambling. Finally cuts in:]

Do you like me in a way that makes you want to kiss me?

[arrogantalloy]

[Tony looks at him, and in the middle of one sentence, he says the following, almost as if it was part of the original sentence.]

Would I keep sleeping in your bed after New Years Eve if I didn't?

[His cheeks to are now slightly pink. But having been interviewed more than a few times he has an easier time looking less than obvious about it.]

[greenmoonrising]

[Staaaaaaaaaares and cheeks start burning and he lowers his eyes, almost ready to start grinning like a loon but he's not going to do that. His head's aching something fierce after the surprise at Tony's confession to loving Herbert and then the chase and then the rescinding of the confession and then this-]

Let's... talk about this tomorrow. Yeah? [Runs hand over face.]

[arrogantalloy]

Tomorrow? Talk about what tomorrow?

[Tony feels like he's just missed a step somewhere. Not actually making the connection that his confessing would actually lead to anything else, especially seeing as only half an hour ago, Tony was sure Bruce wasn't into him the same way he was.]

[greenmoonrising]

Exactly. [Shakes head and runs a hand over his face.]

My head hurts.