Re-released drabble of Steve x Tony.
I don't own Marvel characters.
"Aha! You are an ass guy!"
Steve's head swiveled slowly to face the man who made the remark. "Pardon?"
With a sigh, Tony gestures to the waitress who was currently hosting them at Shoney's. "I hope you don't think I'm stupid, I definitely saw you check her out." Tony, wiggling his eye brows at him, smirks.
Steve groans out loud and massages his eyes with his palm. This was getting out of hand. "I don't even notice I do it, my god."
"Steven, baby, don't beat yourself down for liking it, that was some quality ass you were just drooling over." Tony acknowledges while taking a sip of his drink.
"No, just in general, I find myself staring and it's rude." Steve concludes.
Tony always found it strange that Steve was ashamed of what he would consider one of the many factors of life. Brushing off Steve's antics, blaming the old-fashioned way Cap was raised. "I'm glad your staring, it makes you normal. Nowadays women aren't that offended by it, relax."
The waitress comes back and hands Tony the tip, then takes a piece of paper out of her blouse, "This is for you," She gestures to Steve, "I saw you staring, next time ask me out before you do." Winking before turning on her heel, walking away, adding a subtle shake of her hips to her strut.
"It jiggles." Tony says breathlessly, wiping imaginary sweat from his brow as he stares on.
"It does." Steve agrees, turning his head to the side looking at the piece of paper the woman dropped on the table.
Tony chuckles and grabs the paper before Steve has a chance to read it. "Natalia Rushman, that is the sexiest name I've ever heard, you better call her." Tony said, folding the paper and throwing it back at Steve. Flipping out his sunglasses and putting them on as Steve retrieved the paper.
Tucking the paper in his jacket pocket Steve pulls out his own sunglasses. "I think I will." he confirms, putting on his sunglasses on and heads toward the door.
"She couldn't get anymore hotter," Tony shakes his head as he walks to the car. "I would totally wife that."
"You have a wife Tony, a gorgeous one too." Steve refers to Pepper, throwing open the car door and sliding into the passenger seat.
"Doesn't mean a man can't dream. The whole ginger blood red hair is kind of a deal breaker." Tony shrugs and slides into the front seat, turning the engine on.
"Your wife is a ginger-" Steve starts but gets cut off.
"Bahbahbahbah. Just call her, Hot Shot." Tony cut him off, backing out the car. His final tone suggesting that if he didn't call her that Tony himself would do it for him.