Steve awoke with a sharp pain in his neck. He groaned and rubbed it. He blinked sleep out of his eyes, looking around his current setting. He looked at the brunette on his chest, and suddenly everything rushed back at him, hitting him with the force of a train at full speed.

"Fuck! Tony!" He pushed on the brunette's shoulders, causing him to sit up lazily.

"The hell are you freaking out about?" Tony asked, rubbing sleep from his eyes.

Steve gathered all the gifts that had fallen out of the bag when he had just thrown it on the floor. Natasha's, Uncle Phil's, Clint's, Thor's. He still needed to find one for Loki-

"Oh shit. Shit, shit, shit! What time is it?" He asked, searching frantically for his shirt.

Tony grabbed his phone from the floor, where it had apparently fallen to. "Uhh... 8:32, why?"

"I'm so late; he's going to be so upset." He located his shirt and pulled it on.

Tony grabbed his discarded shirt as well, sliding it on with ease. "Late for what?" Steve opened the door on his side, stepped out of the car, and slammed it shut. Tony opened his door and stepped out too.

"I'm supposed to take Loki to dinner." He walked around the car and began to walk to his bike. The snow was falling harder than before.

"Seriously." The tone of Tony's voice caused the blond to stop. "We just had sex in the back seat of my car and you're thinking about him?" He practically hissed the last word. Steve spun around to look at the brunette, but kept his mouth shut. "Or were you just thinking about him the whole damn time?"

"Well aren't you being a bit hypocritical? Come on Tony, don't you find this the least bit ironic. You come to my house, we make out, and I see you at school sucking face with your girlfriend. I'm just returning the favor. I come to your car, we have sex, I leave because I have a date that I'm running late for." Steve shot back.

"This is different!" Tony demanded, slamming his fist on the roof of his car. He shook it off, remembering the snow that was falling.

"Oh really, Tony?" Steve retorted. "How?"

"That was my first time!" It was a partial lie, but he had to say something to make the blond stay. "Steve, I don't know what the fuck it is you do to me, but you make my mind a mess and I don't know what the hell to do with myself. I feel like I don't have to act like a total ass around you because you don't care about that!"

Steve stood silently, unsure of exactly how to reply. In all honesty, he wanted to walk back over to the brunette and tell him that it'd all be alright because he cared about Tony too. He had cared about Tony since he had taken his first kiss, and even though he really had feelings for Loki he really had feelings for Tony.

"Just forget it Steve." He'd tried and now he was going to leave with at least a shred of his dignity.

"Tony wait I-" Tony cut him off.

"Just fucking forget it. Go to your date with your little boy toy and forget it."

Steve was being covered in snow and lacked a coat, but he still remained. "That isn't fair Tony; he has nothing to do with this."

"Don't you get it Steve? He has everything to do with this! You and I could have been something if you hadn't fallen head over heels for him!"

"Don't you get it Tony? We couldn't have been anything ever! You had your girlfriend and your popularity and everything going for. Do you really think you'd have left all that to be with me?"

Tony should physical signs of pain; he grabbed his stomach and allowed some tears to fall before wiping them away with the back of his hand. "So you think I'm shallow enough to not? I guess we have nothing more to talk about."

"Tony come on, that isn't what I meant." Tony shot him a glare.

"What did you mean then?"

"I don't know, okay! I'm really confused right now, confused and cold and hurt."

Tony opened his driver side door. "Well stop being confused because you obviously have nothing to be confused about. Just go and be with him, it's what you want."

Tony slid into his car, started it up and sped away. Steve watched as the car drove out of sight, when he could no longer see it, he whispered: "It was my first time too."

Steve drove home on his bike and ran straight to his room he grabbed his phone off the charger and checked it. He had a single missed call from Loki. He quickly called him back but he got a recording.

"Loki I am so sorry, I lost track of time. Please call me back as soon as you get this. I'll talk to you then." He pressed end and set his phone on his nightstand. He waited fifteen minutes, and when he had received no call back, he called Thor.

The phone rang three times before said blond picked it up. "Hello?" There was an angry edge to his voice.

"Thor I-"

"Do you know what time it is!" Steve glanced at his bedside alarm clock. It was 9:27.

"Yes, what is Loki doing?"

"I think he's sitting in his room."

"Can I please talk to him?" Steve kicked his shoes off.

Thor sighed audibly, he was obviously annoyed. "Why don't you call him if you want to talk?"

"He won't answer my calls. Please Thor; just let me talk to him." He slid off his jeans and walked to his dresser.

"He waited for you for an hour and a half. I think he has a right to be angry."

He pulled out a pair of sweats, pulling them on and walking back to his bed. "He has every right to be angry with me; I just want to talk to him." He was near tears.

"Loki." Steve heard a knock at a door on the other end of the line. "I know you don't want to, but Steve does." A slight pause. "I'm not telling him that, you can." Steve heard the door open and a hand brush against the speaker of the phone.

"I don't want to talk to you right now." Loki said simply.

"Loki wait. You have every reason to hate me right now. I lost track of time and stood you up, I'm a terrible boyfriend. I just want you to know that I love you and nothing anyone will ever do will change that." It was the first time either of them had ever actually said I love you.

"I don't hate you."

"You should."

"Steve, it was just one date. So what if you lost track of time, I mean, don't get me wrong I'm still upset that you stood me up, but I'll be over it by the next time we see each other." Steve hated himself right then. Sensing his boyfriend's distress, even through the phone, Loki continued. "I love you too, Steve. You mean so much more to me than anyone I've ever met."

"Alright you two, I get it, you have strong and somewhat off putting feelings for each other." Thor took his phone back.

"Hey! Steve I don't think you're off putting I swear!" Steve heard Loki shout.

"Goodbye Steve." Thor said, laughing at his little brother.

"Bye Thor." He hung his phone up and set it back on his night stand.

He lay back on his bed, digging the heels of his hands into his eye sockets. He didn't deserve Loki. The boy always knew what to do when he was upset, always knew what to say. He had been the first person at a school to actually care about him. And what did Steve do in return? He had sex with the brunette that made Loki's school life a living hell.

Then there was what he was going to have to do about Tony. 'You know what Steve, forget it.' The words rang in his head, clear as day. 'Just fucking forget it."

Steve grew angry. He was angry with himself, but he was also mad at Tony. He hadn't given the blond enough time to sort through his thoughts. He had just left him in the snowy parking lot after telling him to forget about it.

So that was exactly what Steve intended to do. He would pretend it never happened. He'd never ran into Tony in that 'Hollister' and he'd never had sex before, ever. Tony would go back to being nothing more than the kid who avoided his eyes whenever they passed. Tony would take his own advice and forget about the blond. Everything would go back to normal; no one else had to be hurt.

Ahh! Sorry I didn't post yesterday. I was in a pretty crappy mood and everything I wrote just seemed terrible… Sorry. I still hate this chapter, but I can't concentrate enough to change it.

Alright, so I'm getting some heat for the whole making Steve cheat on Loki thing. I know it isn't really "in character" for Steve, but did you stop to think it really captures Tony's irresistibility? I mean seriously, Tony Stark is loved by everyone whether they'll say it or not. On top of that, it does talk about how he still cares about Tony, even if he's with Loki.

I'm going to stop defending myself because it is sort of a waste because I know I'm not going to change how anyone feels about it because fan fiction readers/writers are the most stubborn people who ever walked this earth. That's why I like them and that's why I am one.