Narrator's POV

"Well someone is looking sharp." Tony licked his lips as he leaned against the doorway of the room he and the wizard shared.

"Sh-Shut up." Stephen answered as he straightened the collar of his shirt in front of the mirror, smiling and blushing. He put some gel in his hands, which applied it to his hair for some good looking hair.

Tony laughed. "I can't." He approached his boyfriend from behind and embraced him. He gave his neck soft gentle kisses. "Mmm~ You smell good too."

"It's a special occasion." Stephen smiled, trying hard not to give into Tony's affection.

"Mph~" Tony gave Stephen's neck a little hard bite.

Stephen bit his lip. "Tony..." He said.

"Yes?" Tony asked in between kisses.

"I'm kinda surprised you can reach all the way up there." Stephen teased, smiling.

Tony pulled away. "Shut up." He groaned, "You never let me have fun."

Stephen turned to him and smiled at him. He gave Tony a small peck on the lips. "Come on you idiot, we'll be late."

Tony laughed and took him by the hand. "Alright, alright." They walked into the living room. Peter was sitting on the couch, watching some ridiculous cartoon.

"Woooooo! Mr. Stark! Looking good." Peter said. "Dr. Strange, looking snazzy." He smiled, noticing he made the doctor blush. "Date?" He asked.

"Well, it's actually Tony's and my 8th anniversary." Stephen explained.

"That's right. On this day, I asked this wizard to be my boyfriend." He kissed Stephen's cheek. The doorbell rang. "Oh, there's your babysitter."

"I thought Peter was old enough to be on his own for a few hours." Stephen watched Tony go to the door.

"Stephen, he's Peter." Tony opened the door.

"Good evening." Came a voice.

Stephen froze in place.

"Uncle Loki!" Peter sat up and raced over to the door, embracing the Asgardian. "You're here to babysit me?"

"Of course I am." Loki smiled.

"Alright remember Peter, bedtime is at ten. No sugar after eight." He looked at Loki. "And Wade is definitely not welcomed while we're away." He said in a serious tone.

"Don't worry, I'll take good care of him." Loki smiled.

"Alright Stephen. Come on." Tony took the frozen in place wizard and walked out the door.

"You both have fun." Loki said as he closed the door.

Tony and Stephen drove away.

"Y-You left our son with that man." Stephen said. "How dare you leave our son with that man?!" Stephen pulled Tony's ear.

"I know. I know." He whined. "Trust me, everyone else was busy. I tried to get Thor to come, but he was busy. There was no one left, Loki volunteered." Tony explained. "Ow, ow..."

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Tony clapped along with a large crowd of people. He smiled at the opera singer as she vowed. Stephen sat next to him.

"Wasn't that beautiful?" Tony asked him.

"Oh. Yes, of course." Stephen smiled nervously.

The show was over and both men walked out of the theatre. Tony wouldn't stop blabbing about the wonderful orchestra. Stephen walked next to him with his hands in his pockets, in silence. Tony took noticed.

"Stephen, what's wrong?" He stepped in front of Stephen, stopping him in his tracks.

Stephen sighed. "I'm just worried about Peter that's all." He said. "I don't want to spoil this evening, but Loki is known as the Prince of Mischief." He said.

"Oh, Stephen." Tony sighed, knowing how Stephen's attachment issues manipulated his boyfriend's attitude. He took Stephen's face in his hands and kissed the doctor's forehead. "You don't have to worry. Loki adores Peter. He wouldn't hurt him." Stephen was looking down. Tony cupped his chin a lifted it. "Look, if he hurts Peter in anyway; we'll put him a portal and leave him falling for three days. Okay?" Tony asked smiling, he knew how much Stephen enjoyed making people fall.

"How about four days?" Stephen asked with a small smile.

"A whole week if you'd like." Tony smiled at his boyfriend.

"Deal." Stephen laughed.

"Now lets go have ourselves a wonderful time. We are celebrating after all." Tony said taking Stephen's hand. His car soon appeared in front of them. He opened the door for Stephen.

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"Okay okay." Tony laughed. He was sitting at a table in a fancy restaurant, laughing at a dumb joke. Stephen was sitting across him, laughing too. They were both drunk, they had had one too many wine glasses. They were the only sound in the restaurant, aside from the small band playing classical music in the background; but their voices had ruled over it a long time ago. They already had plenty of complaints, and had many waiters come and tell them to be a little more quiet.

"I'm sorry sirs, but we're gonna have to ask you to leave." Said yet another waiter that approached their table.

"What? Why?" Asked Tony in annoyance.

"Sir, we've had several..." He looked around. "...complaints."

"So? Just tell them to ignore us." Tony responded.

"We already have sir, but you seem to get louder every time." The waiter told him.

"Bullshit!" Tony slammed his fist on the table.

"Tony." Stephen said holding his hand up.

"Can you believe this man? We p-paid to be here and now, they wanna kick us out. What kind of service is-"

"Is there a problem?" Came another man. He was older, and dressed in white.

"N-No sir-"

"Yes there is." Tony interrupted the waiter. "This man wants to kick us out. I paid to be here!" He stood up, but tripped over the red tablecloth. His wine glass flew out of his hand and splashed the pleasant smelling red liquid all over the white tux of the older man.

Stephen snorted, he looked away. His shoulders bounced as he laughed quietly to the side. Tony was chuckling on the ground.

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"And stay out!" Tony was thrown out of two beautifully carved wooden doors. Stephen was pushed out only.

"Well, guess who's not getting a good review from Stark Industries." Tony said as he got up off the ground. Stephen went over to his side and helped him up. "I can't believe they kicked us out, and we paid for that."

"Tony, we were pretty loud." Stephen said, walking with Tony down the street.

"And that's our fault?" Tony asked.

"You threw your wine on the manager's suit." Stephen pointed out. They both looked at each other for a moment, then laughed.

"Did you see his face?" Tony asked. Stephen continued laughing. "It was as red as the wine." They both laughed harder.

When they'd had enough laughter, they looked up and noticed their were standing in front "Chico's", a rolling skate disco.

They looked at each other.

///0///0

"Tony watch me! Watch!" Stephen shouted.

"I'm watching. I'm watching." Tony said, paying full attention to his drunk boyfriend.

There was 70's disco playing in the background. Neons signs lit up everywhere, and pink and purple and blue lights lit up the skating ring. A disco ball hung in the middle of the ceiling. It was hot in the room. Both Tony and Stephen were sweating.

"Bravo!" Tony laughed as Stephen had just twirled in his skates. He went over to Stephen, crashing against him. The music in the background censored everything around them.

We've known each other for so long

Your heart's been aching but you're too shy to say it

Inside we both know what's been going on

We know the game and we're gonna play it

Their eyes met, skating across the ring, passing other skaters. Lights flashing in their faces, sweat dripping down their foreheads.

They were lost in each other's eyes. Nothing else mattered right now. Nothing but this moment. They held each other close, chest to chest. Heartbeats colliding together and forming a steady rhythm.

And if you ask me how I'm feeling

Don't tell me you're too blind to see

Tony found Stephen's eyes so amazing. So mesmerizing. He got lost in them, drowning in the green pools. He didn't want to come out.

"Stephen..." He spoke, reaching in his pocket.

"Yes Tony?" Answered Stephen.

Tony took out a glow in the dark red ring from his pocket. In the center of the ring sat a poop emoji. He'd gotten it from the fifty cent machine when they first entered the door.

"Doctor Stephen Vincent Strange, I want you to marry me." He said.

Stephen covered his mouth. Tony smiled and took Stephen's hand. He tried putting the ring on Stephen's middle finger, but it was too big. He placed it on his pinky finger instead. He looked up at his wizard boyfriend, who was still covering his mouth. He smiled.

Stephen pulled away from Tony and put his hands to his stomach. The food he had eaten earlier at the restaurant they got kicked out of made its way up his esophagus and excited his mouth. The smell of gastric juices mixed with wine filled the air.

Put your lips next to mine, dear

Won't you kiss me once, baby?

Just a kiss goodnight, maybe

You and I will fall in love (you and I will fall in love)

Some people around them gasped and stopped to stare. Tony sniffed the air, the smell of the vomit disgusted him and caused him to bend over too. Stephen opened a portal as he continued to vomit.

Tony wiped his mouth and took Stephen, placing his arm over his shoulder, carrying him into the portal. The portal behind them closed. Tony looked at his wasted boyfriend, then recognized the pattern on the floor.

He looked up. He was home, and in front of him sat Loki reading. Loki got up when he noticed them. "Tony." He said. "You've only been out for two hours- Oh." He said suddenly when he noticed both of them in skates and covered in sweat and stains of vomit.

"D-Don't ask." Tony said, and made his way up the stairs with Stephen still around his shoulder. It was hard to get upstairs with all the wizard's weight on him.

Loki only watched them go upstairs and into the bathroom. The door shut and the sound of the shower came from behind the door, along with the sound of more vomiting.

"Stephen, the toilet was right there."