Iron Man Underwear
Tony tip-toed across the cool floor to the room his 'friend' was staying in. It was late and no one was up. The only light for Tony to see by was the soft glow of the arc reactor in his chest. Around a week ago Steve had pulled a prank on tony and painted any bare skin on the iron avenger red, white and blue. Tony planned to finally get him back.
Across his back hung a bag of clothes and some semi permanent hair dye. He chuckled quietly as he reached the door. He opened it and looked around. His companion was fast asleep in his bed. The sheets were tangled around his long legs and he was snoring slightly. Tony had to cover his mouth to stifle his laughter. He calmed down as he set the bag down and set to work.
He knew that in the morning Steve would wake up and go straight to take a shower. Tony pulled out the dark red dye and crept into the bathroom. He opened the door and looked around the room, quickly locating the bottle of shampoo Steve used. He unscrewed the lid and poured the dye in. As he shook the bottle e silently prayed that Steve would be too asleep to notice the different coloring of his hair. He washed his hands and quickly disposed of the package.
As he walked back out into Steve's room he froze as his friend shifted around. Tony stepped back into the shadows and put his hands over his chest, shrouding himself in darkness. He watched silently as Steve sat up and rubbed his eyes. Tony's pulse quickened as Steve looked over to the exact spot in which he was standing. But it was only a glance and Steve soon looked away. Tony almost sighed out loud but caught himself.
"Tony?" said Steve sleepily. Tony held his breath and didn't answer. "Tony I know you're in here." Steve rubbed his eyes and suddenly looked more awake. A smirk spread across his features. "You really need to learn to be a bit more quiet when executing pranks." Steve swung his legs over the edge of the bed and started walking. Tony backed up a bit more, only to bump into a table. Something, a lap or a bowl, started to fall and Tony's hand flew out to catch it. He silently cursed as his form was suddenly illuminated.
"Why'd you have to go and wake up?" Tony almost whined as he stepped out of the darkness. Steve's sides shook with laughter as he walked over to meet Tony.
"I couldn't let myself fall victim to a stupid prank, now could I?" he said. He wrapped his arms around Tony and pressed their lips together briefly. "And I most certainly could not let you win." He began to let go but Tony held him tight and nuzzled closer.
"But that's not fair," he whined. He pulled Steve closer so his lips were next to his ear. "And you still owe me." He smirked as Steve shuddered. Suddenly Steve shoved away from Tony's chest and jumped into his bed. Tony shivered from the sudden cold and walked towards Steve. "Come on."
"Not tonight, bud. But, if you behave and get rid of whatever you were planning maybe..." He trailed off with a wink. Tony frowned, but smiled again. He pressed his lips to Steve's forehead and started to walk out of the room, picking up the bag as he walked by.
"Fine, see you in the morning, sweetie," he teased and closed the door quickly as a pillow came flying towards him. He smirked as he got into bed and couldn't wait for the next morning.
He didn't wake up the next day until around eleven in the morning. That was when he heard Steve scream. For a second Tony panicked, thinking they were under some kind of attack when he remembered the night prior. He heard cursing and stomping in the hallway and his door flew open. He struggled to contain his laughter from seeing his friend.
Steve was half dressed with his usually almost immaculate hair still wet and now sporting a new dark red color. Tony was slightly surprised that it had actually worked.
"I like your hair, you should have told me-" he managed to get out before Steve had jumped on him.
"What did you do to my hair?!" Steve shouted. Tony placed his hands on Steve's shoulders.
"Calm down, it suits you. And get off my bed, your hair is getting my pillow all wet." Steve backed off the bed and stood there, still heaving with anger. "Don't worry, buddy boy. It isn't permanent." Steve sighed and watched Tony stand up and walk across the room. "Besides, it could have been worse." He picked up the bag and dumped the contents on his bed. "I was going to replace all of your clothes with these." Steve stared down at the red and gold clothing. All of it, even the underwear, was Iron man merchandise.
"You're and idiot, you know that?" he finally said picking up a pair of boxers with the picture of an arc reactor on the crotch. He stretched the elastic and let it snap onto Tony's head. They both laughed as Tony pulled it off and dropped it on the bed with the rest of the clothes.
"I guess this idiot is going to be wearing his own merchandise for a while," Tony said with a smile. Steve smiled back and leaned in for a kiss and Tony gladly obliged. Steve reached down onto the bed to grab something without breaking the kiss. Tony trailed his hands up Steve's sides and started to bury his fingers in Steve's hair when the Patriot jumped away while pulling a pair of Iron Man boxers over Tony's head.
"You aren't getting anything today, Tony! You pulled a prank on me and that wasn't part of the deal, bud." Steve smiled and ran away laughing. Tony pulled the underwear off his head and couldn't help but laugh as he watched Steve run off.
