A/N: Chapter 2~
I know that technically Johnny Storm is the fantastic four, but he doesn't appear as much as Tony, Steve and the future charters from spider man and cross overs usually have two categories here :(

"A bit late for a practice," Steve heard Tony's voice, "don't you think?"

He was in the field, practicing for nearly 5 hours and it was something like 12 am.
"What are you doing here..?" Steve asked, panting, and continued his practice, trying to ignore Tony.
"Ouch?" Tony asked in an offended tone, "your roommate...Clint? He's worried about you."
"It still doesn't answer my question." Steve said a bit annoyed. Tony is the one who put him in this situation in the first place. He's been avoiding everyone, he barely went to his classes and showed just for practice.

And it's all this guy's fault.

Steve sighed and stopped. He walked to the bench and sat down, drinking from his bottle.
"Okay, I'm starting to get offended here." Tony crossed his arms.
"I don't know you." Steve looked annoyed at the brunet, "you're just a guy, who studies in my collage, that's it." He took his stuff and walked away.
He got to get rid of the guy. He doesn't want him any closer.
At all.

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"Steve." The brunet looked at Steve confused, "aren't you supposed to be in class?"
Steve looked at his friend and shook his head. He didn't want to go to class, he wanted someone to talk with.
"Hey Bucky...I was hoping I can join you..." Steve asked hopefully.

There actually was one person who knew his secret-his best friend, Bucky, who was a year older than him and also was gay. But he said it openly, he didn't mind people's reactions.
He usually had free time in the morning so he spent time in the pool, with principal's approval of course since the pool was usually closed.
"Something serious?" Bucky asked in light worry. Steve nodded lightly.

Bucky wore his swimwear and got into the pool while Steve sat on the edge, moving his legs in the cold water.
"So, what is it?" Bucky asked in wonder.
Steve hesitated, he wasn't sure what to say, or how to say it. How do you explain to someone you have an weird crush for someone just from one look and a smile?

"Okay, how serious?" Bucky tried again.
Steve took a deep breath. "Tony Stark serious..."

Bucky looked at him surprised. Hating Tony was something they shared. They weren't mean, they just made a few jokes once in a while, that's all.
"What about Stark?" He asked in wonder, leaning his arms on the pool edge.

"I..." Steve tried to think what to say, or how to say it.
"You don't have a crush on him..." Bucky said hopefully.
"I don't know!" Steve said frustrated, "I...I mean. He just looked at me! And his smile looked warm...and the way way he dresses and-"
"Steve...it's Tony Stark..." Bucky said in worry, placing one hand on Steve's cheek, making the blond look at him, "you can find better...and, he's not even.."
"I know...but...it's been 18 years of my life. And he is the first to make me feel something."

Bucky got out of the pool and sat next too his friend, making him lean his head on his shoulder.
"He's a playboy...they are unstable. You can't trust them.."
"Natasha offered me to date a girl she knows...Sharon Carter. What do you think..?"
"Steve, this is offensive." Bucky pouted, "don't pretend to be something you're not."
Steve looked down. He didn't know what else to do...
"Look, I know a guy. He's in my class-"
"Don't match me your friends, you know I keep that in secret."
"Just go out with him once, just meet him, it doesn't have to look like a date. I'm sure you'd like him~" he smiled, "I'm taking none stop about you, and you sound like a great guy to him. "
Steve looked at Bucky for a bit. "How does he look like?"
"Hm...he's blond, light blue eyes..he looks like you." Bucky sighed.
"Yeah, that's not weird at all." Steve rolled his eyes.
"Give him a chance." Bucky smiled lightly.
Steve sighed and nodded.
"Sweet~ I'd talk with him and call you for the details~" Bucky hugged Steve tightly.

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Steve looked around the coffee shop, hoping to see the guy Bucky was talking about.
He told him to meet him at 11, and Steve had five more minutes until I'd actually be 11.
For now, he was thinking about the warning letter he got in his bag.
He hasn't arrived to classes for two weeks, so the collage treated him they'd send him home.
Steve actually thought about ignoring the warning, but he didn't want to try and join another collage when it's already his second semester.

Then, the door opened and Steve saw a blond getting into the coffee shop and looking around until Steve caught his eye. Then he smiled and walked to his direction, sitting in front of him.
"Steve?" He asked, cheerfully. Steve nodded lightly.
"Johnny Storm, nice to meet you." Johnny smiled, "don't worry, Bucky warned me that you're...a bit shy so let's just talk, okay?"
Steve nodded again and Johnny ordered.

"So..I heard from Bucky that you are an art student. Are you good?"
Steve took his sketchbook out and gave it to Johnny, Johnny flipped through the pages, surprised.
"Wow, you are really talented." He smiled at Steve. Steve smiled lightly.
"My art teacher disagree with you...he thinks my art is done by an amateur and it's too simple."
"Well, he's an idiot."

Steve giggled lightly and put his sketchbook back in the bag. Johnny was actually nice, and he didn't try to flirt with him or something. And Bucky was right, Johnny did look a bit like him, but they were still different.
He found Johnny like rock music, he liked sport, his roommate was Bucky, shocking, and...he was a really nice guy. Steve enjoyed talking with him.

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"So, does the football team got a game somewhere in the future?" Johnny asked as they walked around the campus.

"Hm...In two weeks, that's why we practice a lot lately." Steve answered, taking a sip from his drink.
"May I come and watch one of your practices?" Johnny asked in wonder, taking the drink from Steve and taking a sip as well.
"I'd love if you do..." Steve smiled lightly, "maybe I'd concentrate better."

Johnny walked Steve to his dorm, talking about themselves, telling each other what they like, what they hate, more hobbies, things they can or can't do, the game, and even about their classes. What classes they like the most, what classes they hate, how much they get in each and who is their favorite teacher.

"I think...you're the best captain the team had." Johnny smiled and leaned against the wall while Steve got his key out.
"Thanks, I'm not sure what I'm doing there but it seems to work." Steve giggled, "listen...I actually had fun today..."
The whole time he was with Johnny, he didn't think about Tony even once. Maybe it was for the best, maybe he should give Johnny another chance..

"See you tomorrow?"
"Tomorrow?" Steve looked confused at Johnny, "oh! The practice! Yeah, sure~" he smiled and opened the door, "goodnight."
"Goodnight." Johnny smiled lightly and walked away.

"You sure are late." Steve heard a voice and jumped in surprise.
"Clint...you scared me..." Steve sighed in relief when he realized it's his friend, "I just had a few drinks with a friend..."
"So you got time for a 'friend' but not for your friends or classes?" Clint lifted an eyebrow.
Steve just stood there, he wasn't sure what to say. Clint didn't know he's gay, and even if he did, he'd say the fact Steve got a crush for Tony from a smile only is ridiculous.
"It's...just I had a few stuff on my mind and-"
"You can talk with me too you know." Clint stood from his chair, "I'm your friend."
"I can't..!" Steve snapped, "it's...it's not something I can talk with anyone about Clint...!"
Clint seemed offended. Steve looked away, he didn't know what he can say to make it better.
Maybe it's time to tell Clint?

He knows the guy for 5 years already if not for longer, and he was a good friend to him. He cheered him up when he was down and he knew how to make him laugh, not always on purpose.
"Can you keep a secret?" Steve sighed. Here goes nothing.
"Depends on the secret." Clint shrugged.
"A big one. The kind of secret you can't tell Natasha."
Clint considered it for a bit and then nodded. "I promise I'd keep your secret."

Steve took a deep breath. "I'm...I'm gay.." He said, avoiding eye contact with Clint, "and...I kind of have a crush on someone...and that someone is Tony Stark."
Clint seemed shocked. He knew how much Steve hate Tony, he always complained about him, and now he got a crush on the same guy?

"No freaking way.." Steve heard a very familiar voice, and though he knew that voice, he really didn't want to recognize it now. He hoped he's just imagining it, that he didn't confess to Tony freaking Stark for his feelings right now!

"Captain Steven Rogers is gay?"

And then Steve saw it, Tony walking out of the bathroom. Tony's tone was both shocked and teasing. Well of course, he just found out his biggest secret. Steve was so embarrassed! What Tony did in their room in the first place? Why Clint could't warn him?
What made it worse is knowing that Tony would never return him the same feelings, he'd just tease him.

He looked hurt at Clint. He couldn't believe he did something like this.

"Steve, I-"
But Steve walked out of the room, slamming the door.

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He stopped in the middle of the way, wiping his tears. He couldn't believe that Clint did something like this.
Then, he cellphone rang, Steve looked at the caller ID- Clint.
He ignored him and put the cell back in his bag.
Where is he supposed to sleep now?
He decided to call Bucky.
"Hey...Bucky..?" Steve asked, "I need to talk with someone..."

'Wow, so Tony knows?'
"Yeah...I was wondering if I can stay in your room for a bit.."
'Well, I got a few days vacation, so I won't be in the house. But I'm sure Johnny would be happy to let you in.'
"Thanks."

"Steve?" Johnny asked confused when he opened the door.
"Hey..." Steve said, looking at the blond with his best begging look "can I stay over...?"
"Hm? Why?"
"I had a fight with my roommate..."
Johnny nodded and let Steve in. Steve's phone rang again.
Clint.
Steve sighed and put his cell away.
"What kind of a fight?" Johnny asked in wonder, giving Steve a drink.
"I...I've told him I'm gay and about my crush-"
"Tony, Bucky told me." Johnny said, Steve nodded lightly.
"And he, the last guy on earth that I wanted him to know, was there too and he heard it and Clint didn't even bother to say there's someone in our room!"

The phone called again.
"What!?" Steve asked annoyed.
"Captain, listen-" it wasn't Clint.
"Go to hell Stark." Steve hung up and turned his cellphone off.
"He's a self obsessed straight jerk who thinks that only because he wants something, it means he'd get it. He act like he own this place and by tomorrow morning everyone would know what I am. I'll lose one of my friends and the team would kick me out since they are homophobic..."
Johnny hugged Steve and started patting his head.
"If the team want to win, they won't kick you out. You are their only hope. And if this...friend would stop being friends with you for something like this, it means he's not a true friend. Because friends are always there for you."

And the next thing he knew, was that Steve cried into his chest.

Before meeting Steve, Bucky told him to be careful since Steve could get hurt easily even though his tough appearance.
And Johnny promised he won't hurt the guy, and that he'd try his best to make their meeting good, and they enjoyed it.
He wanted to help Steve. He didn't want him to suffer from the guy. He know Steve hate him, and having a crush on a guy you hate is really...hard.

Johnny hugged Steve tighter, trying to calm the blond down.

After a while Steve slowly fell asleep.
Johnny stripped him to his underwear and put Steve on Bucky's bed, covering him well.
"Goodnight..." He mumbled quietly.

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Steve moved in his sleep, slowly opening his eyes.
He didn't recognize the room he was in but it wasn't his.
He sat on the bed, realizing he's in his boxers only. Well...that started getting weird.
Steve stood up, finding a T-shirt around and wore it even though it was a bit big on him.
He was glad Bucky shared a house with Johnny instead of a room in the dorms.
He got out of the room, smelling a good scent from downstairs.

"Morning~" Johnny smiled at Steve, "I hope you slept well."
"Yeah." Steve nodded and took an apple, "what are you cooking?"
"Boring breakfast." Johnny chuckled, "I was actually about to wake you up."
Steve smiled lightly and leaned over the counter, taking a bite from his apple. It was sweet, and Johnny was sweet to. He wondered how come Bucky never introduced between them.

"Say, Johnny, have you wondered if we are related?" Steve asked, moving the apple from hand to hand.
Johnny looked at him. "What, just because you have a pretty face like mine?" He smirked. Steve blushed lightly, nobody ever flirted with him. Well, if that was a flirt. He can't really know but it sounded like one.
"Well, I don't think so since I got a twin sister." Johnny shrugged, "and your last name is..."
"Rogers."
"Never heard of it until now." Johnny smiled lightly, "breakfast is ready."
Steve finished his apple and they sat down to eat, talking about every other subject except yesterday.

Steve never had so much fun with someone. Even if the guy was just an older version of himself, he was nice to him.
"Hm...where are my clothes?" Steve asked during breakfast, remembering he's wearing only a T-shirt.
"I'll show you where I put them later." Johnny smiled lightly.
Steve nodded lightly and they continued eating.

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"I had fun..." Steve said as they walked to their classes, "like, really fun."
"I'm glad~" Johnny smiled and patted Steve's head lightly.
"Are you still coming to the practice?" Steve asked hopefully.
"When?"
"5 pm."
"I'd be there, have a nice day." Johnny walked away.
"Have a nice day!" Steve called after him and for the first time in two weeks he walked to his classes.

"Steve..." Clint caught him after the first class, "Steve, I'm sorry for not telling you he's there, I forgot."
"What was he doing there in the first place?" Steve asked a bit annoyed, leaning against the wall.
"We had a few drinks the four of us, he walked with me to our room, told me he got to throw up and..."
Steve sighed. "Just forget that. It's done. He knows..." He shrugged and continued walking to his next class.
"Shouldn't we talk?" Clint asked, following Steve.
"Talk about what?" Steve asked, "there's nothing to talk about."
"Would you come back?"
Steve stopped and sighed. "I...want to spend one more day somewhere else. And then I'd come back." He smiled lightly and walked away. He hoped Johnny would let him.

A/N: Well, here's chapter two.
I don't know what I expecting if to be honest, I could have wrote that better but it's the best I could think about even after editing.
Well, I hope that chapter 3 would be better :(