A/N: So this idea was originally a request someone asked me to write on tumblr and so I thought I'd share it with you all here :)

Disclaimer: Sadly I do not own these amazing character's. It'd be nice if I did but I don't lol.

Enjoy my lovelies~

Extra: Takes place at the events of Civil War so minor spoiler's if you haven't seen it.

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"Damn," Tony frowned as he hung up.

"What's the matter?" Steve asked, walking into the kitchen.

"Pepper can't be my plus one for this charity event tonight and Rhodey's busy," Tony answered.

"I could be your plus one," Steve offered. "No one knows these things better than me."

"That might send people the wrong message," Tony replied. "I'll just ask Natasha."

"She's doing a mission for SHIELD with Clint," Steve told him. "And Bruce doesn't really like these things and remember the last time Thor went to a charity event?"

"I could ask Bucky or Sam," Tony replied.

"Bucky's still kinda wary of large crowds," Steve said. "And Sam's got a meeting at the VA hospital. It's just a charity event. We can go as friends."

Tony nodded still a bit reluctant. "I'll let Pepper tell the event planner. You're going to want to wear your military uniform. It's a charity event to raise money for the Veterans Hospital."

Tony dialed Pepper's number as he walked out of the kitchen and headed downstairs to the lab.

"I already told you I can't be your plus one and no amount of presents are going to make me change my mind Tony," Pepper answered.

"Don't worry. You don't have to. Steve offered," he told her.

"Steve? As in, your ex? The man who left you to go chase after his best friend turned assassin?" She asked.

"We're going as strictly friends," he promised. "Sides, what better publicity for the charity then Captain America showing up to show his support?"

"I don't think this is a smart idea Tony," Pepper replied. "Not with your history and especially not when you're still in love with him."

"I can swallow my feelings for one night," Tony said. "That's why there's an open bar."

"If I read about you getting smashed at this event, I will not do damage control for you," She told him.

"Love you too Pep. It'd be great if you could let the event planner know," he said.

He could picture her rolling her eyes at him. "I mean it Tony. Watch the booze."

"Steve'll probably count my drinks," he said.

"Well, that's one good reason to bring him along," She replied. "I'll let the planner know."

He hung up and drank his coffee. He could totally do this without letting his feelings get in the way of things.

Tony was wrong of course. He couldn't do it without letting his feelings get in the way. Watching Steve talk with the other socialites. The way he smiled and complimented them. He wasn't the man who committed treason, he was the man who caught a known assassin with ties to a known terrorist organization and rehabilitated him.

He caught Tony's eye and gave him a smile. Tony smiled back politely and raised his glass a little before turning back to the bar and ordering something stronger. He should've just said no and came alone.

Steve walked over when the band started to play music and offered his hand. "One dance?"

Tony nodded instead of saying no and Steve gave him another smile as he took his hand and led him out amongst the other's dancing. Steve kept up the gentleman act. One hand on his waist, the other hold his hand gently. A few inches between them.

"We went dancing on our first date you know," Steve said softly.

"You stepped on my toes the whole time," Tony reminded him.

"I was nervous," Steve blushed a bit. "I wanted it to go nice."

"What is your motive here Steve?" Tony asked.

"I don't have any motive Tony...you looked miserable being here with me, I just...I wanted to see you smile," Steve answered.

"God, you're such a selfless bastard," Tony laughed softly. "You uptight, self righteous, selfless bastard."

"Tony-"

"No, no, just shut up," Tony interrupted and took a deep breath to calm himself down. "Please, just, shut up." He swallowed. "You do not get to play the selfless bastard right now."

Steve nodded.

Tony stepped away. "I've...had too much to drink, take me back to the tower."

Steve started to put his arm around him and Tony let him for the sake of appearances. Tony slid into the passenger seat of the Mustang when the valet pulled up and Steve got behind the wheel.

Tony kept his eyes closed the entire drive back and muttered a quiet good night before taking the elevator to the penthouse.

"What did you do?" Rhodey asked.

Steve looked up from the painting he was working on confused. "I didn't do anything…"

"Then why the hell is Tony talking about going back to Malibu?" Rhodey asked. He crossed his arms over his chest. "He was perfectly fine until he got back from that charity event last night. So. What. Did. You. Do?"

"Nothing...we talked, and we danced a little, he asked if I had any motive for volunteering to be his plus one and I told him I just wanted to see him smile," Steve answered.

"Why is Tony going back to Malibu?" Bucky frowned as he walked into the room.

"Ask the Captain," Rhodey bit out.

Bucky stepped out of the way as Rhodey left the room and looked at Steve. "I take it date night didn't go over well?"

"It's nothing," Steve turned back to his painting.

"Mr. Stark is requesting your presence in the penthouse Mr. Barnes," Jarvis announced.

"Did he say why?" Bucky asked, looking at the ceiling.

"He wouldn't divulge that information," the AI answered.

Bucky nodded. "Well, best not keep the good man waiting." He turned and walked out of the room.

Steve wiped his hands off with a towel and got up to go into the kitchen. Sam was at the counter eating a sandwich.

"Why the long face?" Sam asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Don't worry about it," Steve sighed. He grabbed a bottle of water out of the fridge and leaned against the counter.

"Is it about Tony?" He asked.

"Yeah," Steve answered.

"You wanna talk about it?" Sam asked.

"What would you do if your best friend was interested in the man you love?" Steve asked.

"Depends, does the guy you love, love you back?" He asked.

"I...I don't know anymore," Steve answered.

Sam nodded. "Maybe find that out first before you decide to go and punch Bucky in the jaw."

Steve chuckled. "I wouldn't punch Bucky in the jaw."

"Hey, men in love do crazy things," Sam shrugged.

Steve goes back to his painting and he's setting down the paintbrush, pleased with his work when Bucky walks back into the room. He opened his mouth to speak then paused.

"What?" Steve frowned.

"Tony asked me to go with him," Bucky answered. "He wants to keep working on my arm, and since he's going to Malibu he said I should just come with him."

Steve nodded. "Are you gonna go?"

"It's only logical," Bucky nodded.

It's only logical, Steve thinks. He's not sure if he's trying to reassure himself or not.

"What about missions?" Steve asked.

"I'm still gonna take missions with SHIELD, and Rhodey's still here…Tony wants a break and he asked me to go with him. What was I supposed to do? Say no?"

"Why didn't you?" Steve asked.

"Because right now he needs someone in his corner," Bucky answered. "I'm not going to just fuck him if that's what you're so concerned about."

"I don't care about that," Steve said. "You don't know Tony like I do Buck." "Guess I can use this as an opportunity to find out," Bucky shrugged and turned on his heel, effectively ending the conversation as he walked out.