Narrator's POV

Tony looked over at Stephen as he tied his bow tie. The doctor was putting on some black gloves over his hands, but had something in his hand. He went over to his shoulder, approaching carefully. "What's that?"

"Ah!" Stephen gasped, jumping a little. He turned around, hiding his hands behind his back. "Tony. You scared me." He said, sighing in relief shortly after.

"Hey Stephen, whatcha got there ?" Tony asked, trying to peek over the doctor's shoulder.

Stephen blushed a little. "Oh that's n-nothing." He said.

"Stephen it's obviously something if you're hiding it behind your back and growing nervous." Tony said.

"Psh, how would you know?" Stephen rolled his eyes, giving a nervous smile.

"Stephen trust me. I'm the pro when it comes to making it obvious I'm hiding stuff." Tony said, reaching for the doctor's arm.

"Tony wait-"

Tony pulled the thing out of Stephen's hand. He looked back at Stephen. "I can't believe you still have this." Tony said, showing Stephen the red plastic ring that had a poop emoji in the middle.

"What do you mean "I still have it."?" Stephen took it from Tony. "It's the engagement ring you gave me. It's a precious memory." Stephen said, looking at the ring.

"It's a piece of junk." Tony said. "Wouldn't you rather wear the golden one? It's much more shiny, not to mention valuable." Stephen put the plastic ring around his pinkie finger. "That one cost me fifty cents from a gumball machine." Tony said.

"Oh Tony." Stephen smiled at his husband. He went over to him. "It's the little things that matter the most." He booped Tony's nose, and walked over to the dresser. Tony stood there for a few seconds.

"Wait a minute, was that another short joke?" Tony asked. Stephen gave a small chuckle as he looked around for his mascara. "Stephen I swear-"

"You get offended so easily Tony." Stephen said opening a small bottle. "I just said that you matter the most because you're small." He said. He began to apply the makeup.

"Hmph." Tony crossed his arms and leaned against the doorway, watching Stephen standing in front of the mirror applying the make up. "Why do you do that?" Tony asked.

"Do what?" Asked Stephen brushing his eyelashes with the small black brush.

"Why do keep your mouth open?" Tony asked.

Stephen looked down from his eye to his mouth, which was indeed opened. He closed it. "I don't." He said, going back to applying his makeup.

Tony only kept staring at him, and watched as the doctor's mouth slowly fell open again. He smiled, and let out a small snort. "Cute." He said.

Stephen closed his mouth again. "Hmph."

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"Well, there's nothing else I can really think of at the moment." Tony said looking around with Stephen holding onto his arm.

"Tony his medicine." Stephen said softly.

"Oh yeah. He has to take some pills or something." Tony said.

"Don't worry Uncle Loki, I know where they are." Peter said, sitting on the couch. He was watching tv with Oliver.

"Alright." Loki said, looking back at them. He turned back to Tony and Stephen. "Can't have dairy, right?" He asked, pointing back at Peter.

"Oh yes. No dairy." Stephen said. "Thank you for bringing that up." He said, looking at Tony.

"No worries." Loki smiled at the two.

"Come on Stephen, we don't want to be late." Tony said.

"Thank you again Loki." Stephen said. "Bye kids." He waved at Oliver and Peter.

"Bye Dads!" They both waved back.

"Enjoy your evening." Loki smiled at Stephen.

"Thanks." Tony said. "Goodbye." He closed the door on Loki.

"Tony that was rude." Stephen said.

"He was taking up time, and we really don't want to be late. Plus I get a weird vibe around him with you." Tony said, walking down the drive way to the waiting sports car parked in front of the million dollar home.

"Aww Tony, are you jealous?" Stephen asked, walking with his husband.

"I didn't say I was." Tony said, opening the door for Stephen.

"It's okay." Stephen kissed Tony's cheek. "You're the one and only for me." He said before getting in the car.

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"Ah, there we have it. "Per Se"." Tony said looking at the big blue doors as he closed the car door for Stephen. He tossed the valet the keys to the car. "Not a scratch, and careful with the radio. I'm a sensitive listener." Tony said. The valet vowed.

"Wow Tony. You really outdid yourself this time." Stephen said.

"Yup. Only the finest of dining for my wizard." Tony said. "They gave me a special deal for being me." Tony said, sticking his elbow out for Stephen to wrap his arm around.

"How much was this again?" Stephen asked, wrapping his arm around Tony's.

"Don't worry about it." Tony said. The big blue doors were opened by two men dressed in suits.

"Ah. Mr. Stark." Said a man in a white suit, approaching Stephen and Tony. "So nice to see you again. Doctor Strange." He looked at Stephen.

"Hello Jeff." Tony spoke. Stephen gave him a small wave. "We will take our seats now." Tony said.

"Of course." Jeff, the man in the white suit, turned around. "This way." He said.

As Tony and Stephen followed him, people sitting at other tables whispered about and shot stares. Others took pictures and looked up from menus and tables. The very few children that were eating there with their families smiled and waved at Tony and Stephen.

"Here we go." Jeff said, introducing a table with a white table cloth over it and a fancy arrangement of plates and napkins. It was placed near a window, where the beautiful New York lights shone brightly. It was dark outside already, and the view was breathtaking. A simple red candle sat in the middle of the table. Two young waitresses stood at each side of the table wearing white button up shirts, with silky blue suit vests, and knee length black skirts. They wore black bow ties as well. They pulled the chairs out for Stephen and Tony. The two men sat down, and the waitresses pushed their chairs in. They excused themselves and left. "Anything we can get for you right now Mr. Stark?" Asked Jeff, handing the menus out.

"A glass of Methuselah Louis Roederer, Cristal Brut 1990 Millennium please." Tony said.

"Excellent choice." Jeff looked over at Stephen, who was looking all sorts of confused by just looking at the menu. "And for you Doctor?"

"Um..." Stephen looked up. He looked at Tony, then over at the menu again. He looked up at Jeff. "A glass of water will do." He answered.

"I will be back with your requests shortly." Jeff said, vowing and walking away.

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"Wow. This is so pretty I don't want to it." Tony said as the waitresses set Stephen's and Tony's food down on the table.

They vowed and left.

"Yeah." Stephen said, looking around at the forks on his table. He looked around at the other people. They were all staring at them. "Hey... Uh, Tony." Stephen said.

"Yes?" Tony asked, poking what looked more like an ornament than food.

"Do you maybe...wanna get out of here?" Stephen whispered.

"What? I thought you were enjoying it." Tony said, looking up at Stephen.

"I am. This is truly luxurious and amazing, but come on. I don't even know how to eat this food." Stephen said. "Plus we've got a couple hundred eyes staring at us right now."

Tony looked up. "Hm. I get you." He looked at Stephen. "Hey Honey, you wanna run away with me?" He winked at Stephen, stretching his hand out for Stephen to take.

"Though you'd never ask." Stephen smiled, taking Tony's hand.