Fuck You by Ceelo Green

AU College

"So what if I'm inept in science?" Steve raged to Natasha, "it's not my fault I'm only average-minded, here!"

"Well, that's just how Tony and Bruce bond," she replied, "give it some time, Tony will be sick of this flavor and need a new one."

"How is it that he never notices me at all?" He ranted on, "I could wear some great big sign saying 'Tony Stark I'm completely in love with you, please notice me!' and he'd keep talking about science."

"They're science boyfriends, don't worry," she chuckled, "I'm sure science is the only real chemistry between them."

Steve heaved a sigh and nodded, taking a sip of the coffee he'd bought, watching Natasha sip away at her cappa-something. He couldn't remember all of these funky names for coffee, but it smelled heavenly from where he sat.

"Are you sure things will be over soon enough?"

"My God," she groaned, "yes, Steve, soon. Relax."

"Easy for you to say, you've got Clint tagging after you like a puppy or something."

"Just wait."

X

As it turned out, Tony and Bruce stayed together for years. Steve handled it well enough, focusing on his career; an educator. He taught several college courses and was incredibly happy with his job. His love life and outer affairs were sad and vanilla, bleak really. It made him frown and wonder how Tony was doing, but he hook his head at the thought.

After class that day, he ventured to a diner he and Natasha would frequent back in college. The familiar scent of food in the air made him smile and his stomach gurgled threateningly. Steve seated himself and was then met with a familiar face he hadn't expected.

Tony Stark stood before him with a small apron that held a pen and the order-pad along with a handful of straws in a pocket. The brunette stared at the man, his jaw dropping a bit as he took in the definitely filled-out blond.

"Steve?"

"Tony," Steve greeted with surprise, "hey!"

"What are you doing here?"

"I figured they served food here," he replies with a chuckle, "and I'm hungry."

"Oh, right," Tony blushed a bit, "so, I'm your server. What can I get you?"

"Tony Stark, a waiter?" Steve echoed, "why are you working here?"

"Gotta pay rent, you know," he replied with a not-so-subtle hint of embarrassment.

"I thought you lived with Bruce?" Steve's eyebrow arched in curiosity. The server before him squirmed uncomfortably.

"No," he grumbled, "he broke it off a while ago."

"I see," came Steve's simple answer. On the outside, the college professor seemed cool and indifferent. However, inside he couldn't help but feel smug and righteous - Tony had very blatantly ignored him because of his financial situation! He dug for gold when he was with Bruce and was now a waiter at an old diner.

Tony's brown eyes looked him over, at his nice jacket and fancy watch and then at his eyes. "It's really good to see you, Steve," he said warmly, "how are things."

"They're good." was all the professor said.

A/N: not a happy ending, they don't get together, but I'm fine with it.