voicemail

[oldironsides]

You've reached the voicemail... Forgething... it... yeah... of Anthony Stark, Stark Industries. Leave a message if it beeps?




... how do you tell if it's recorded? Piece of alternate universe crap, you're lucky I don't rewire you into a double-ended vibra--





BEEEEEEEP

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[justice_is_blond]

[Anders has always loved touch, craved touch, and the feel of Tony leaning into him, holding him, is more intoxicating than the drinks he's had tonight. He'd be happy standing here for the rest of the night with this man against him and holding him back.]

It's likely better that you put it off. This went...

[He shakes his head, still a bit lost as to how this had even happened.]

This went. And maybe there's no such thing as a perfect time, but I can't see how this could have gone better.

[Anders' smile is entirely crooked and silly as he meets Tony's gaze. There's a sort of effervescent joy bubbling up inside of him as he answers.]

Let's go home, Tony, and I'll tell you anything you'd like.