Highschool AU

Long chapter, NSFW

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Stephen was picked on a lot at school, and not just because his last name is literally Strange. He's picked on because he's mute; a trauma response to his parents' deaths.

Today, a new student transferred to his school- a boy named Tony Stark.

"Go ahead and introduce yourself." the teacher says. "Um, hey. I'm Anthony Stark, call me Tony." Tony says, waving a little. "Thank you, Tony. You may take a seat, there's an open one next to Stephen- the one in the blue hoodie." the teacher says.

Tony went to sit down, noticing the snickers of all the kids around him. "Hey. Are they laughing at me?" he asks Stephen. Stephen looks at him, shaking his head and pointing at himself.
"You? Why would they be laughing at you?" Tony asks. Stephen got out his notebook. 'Because I'm the "weird kid" to them.' He wrote in fairly neat handwriting.

Tony tilts his head, reading it. "Why? Cuz you're quiet? That's not weird." he says. Stephen smiles a little. 'Quiet is an understatement. I haven't talked for 2 years.'
"Oh? How come? Something happen to your voice?" Tony asks, again, Stephen shook his head. 'My voice is fine. I keep it from going hoarse by reading to myself at night. I haven't talked to anyone since my parents died, though.'

Tony frowns. "Your parents are dead?.. Damn, I mean my dad is dead, but both of yours? I'm sorry... So, you're a mute, then?" Stephen nods. 'I was actually in the car when my parents got into an accident. Unfortunately, I was the only one who made it out alive..' Stephen wrote, debating writing more but deciding against it.

Tony frowns. ".. Well, hey, I'll be your friend.. If you want?" Stephen looks at him for a moment, a small smile forming on his face. 'I'd like that, Tony.'

~~~

"So, what do you wanna be when you're older?" Tony asks. 'A doctor. Though, with my last name, I'd be "Doctor Strange".. Actually, that kinda sounds cool.'
Tony chuckles. "Yeah, like a superhero or somethin." Stephen smiles, nodding at Tony in a silent way of returning the question. "Me? Oh, I dunno. Probably an engineer? I wanna invent things."

'I'm sure you'd be good at it. From what I've seen in class, you're pretty smart, Tony.' Stephen wrote. "Awe, well, maybe."

~~~

Tony and Stephen were in science class, their current assignment being to make a working robot from what they had (which consisted of wires, batteries, cardboard, goggly eyes, hot glue, wheels, etc.)

Stephen sighed. He didn't have a damn clue on how to do this. Tony was looking at what he had, pacing back and forth slightly.
"Alright, I've got it-" he says, and started drawing a blueprint for the project. As Tony was explaining, Stephen looked at him with a cheeky grin.

"-and if we do that, then- what?-" Tony says when he noticed the look Stephen was giving him. Stephen shook his head, still smiling. "Nonono- I wanna know-" Tony says.
Stephen rolls his eyes playfully, pulling out his notebook. 'You made a whole blueprint for a silly science project, and you don't think you have what it takes to invent something extraordinary? I don't believe it; I think you're going to be one of the smartest men alive someday.'

"N-no- I just-" Tony stuttered. Stephen laughed a little, catching Tony off guard, as that's the first time he's gotten a glimpse at Stephen's voice. He blushed slightly, but didn't say anything.

~~~

"Yknow, winter isn't so bad. My mom hates it, but I think there's a lot of good things about it." Tony says. He and Stephen were currently hanging out at Stephen's house- he lived alone, supporting himself with a job.

'Yeah?' he wrote. "Yeah. Like, when it snows, how everything covers in a glittering white blanket, how it's peaceful due to most animals being in hibernation.. That, and it's got some of the best holidays- Christmas, where you can give gifts to someone you appreciate, New Year's, Valentine's Day- which, by the way, never got to celebrate, but still-"

'You've never celebrated Valentine's Day? I would have figured someone like you would've had at least one girlfriend by now.' Tony laughs a little. "Awe, gee, I mean I'm taking that as you're saying I'm attractive? Well, thanks. Yeah, girls have liked me, but you could say it's not really my thing."

'Not mine either.' Stephen wrote, blushing slightly and looking at him. "Two gay kids in a room together- heh, nice." Tony says, blushing a little himself.

~~~

Stephen tapped Tony's shoulder, catching him in the hall on the way to lunch. Tony looks at him. "Hey, Stephe." he says, smiling. Stephen smiles back, motioning for Tony to follow him.
Tony did so, the two of them going to somewhere more secluded and private. "What's up? You okay?" Tony asks. Stephen nods a little. 'I wanted to tell you something.'

"Mkay? Anything, Stephe." Tony says, tilting his head. Stephen fidgets for a moment, looking at him. ".... I...like you..."

Tony blushes. Stephen just spoke, and he was mesmerized. Stephen looked away, nervous. Tony realized he didn't respond, putting a hand on Stephen's shoulder and causing the other to look back at him.
".. Sorry, uh- I think I fell in love- I mean don't get me wrong, I had feelings for you- have, for a while actually, but you- y-you just spoke to me, and.. It's more than just hearing your voice, it's- it's the trust that's getting me-" Tony stuttered.

Stephen smiles, pursing his lips for a moment. "Like, I physically felt my heart skip a beat just then- w-wow-" Tony says. "... You.. Like my voice..?" Stephen asks, soft and gentle from not talking much.
"Oh, I love your voice, but moreover what it means to hear it.." Tony says, smiling softly. Stephen's smile remained.

"So.. Heh, screw class, amirite?.. God, fuck it, I'm beating around the bush here- can I kiss you?" Tony asks. Stephen nods, letting out a short breathy chuckle.
Tony kissed him, Stephen immediately returning it and putting his arms around Tony's waist. Tony's arms wrapped around Stephen's shoulders, blushing a little when he found himself against a wall.

Stephen eventually broke the kiss, looking at Tony. Tony looks back at him, still blushing. "That's- there's- this is a wall-" he stammered. Stephen smirked slightly, tilting his head.
Tony's blush darkened. "Oh- d-don't do that to me, god- since when did you have a hot smirk-" Stephen chuckles quietly. ".. Bottom.." Tony looks at him. "Did you- are you calling me a bottom-?"

Stephen nods. "Okay, first, ouch. Second-.. Well, you're right but still-" Tony says. Stephen quirked an eyebrow, giving a 'really now?' look.
Tony blushed more. "D-don't look at me like that- c-cmon let's go back to class-"

~~~

After school that day, Tony went home with Stephen. He set his things down and plopped on Stephen's bed. "Y'know, this thing is comfy." he says. "I know.." Stephen responds quietly with a small smile, sitting down next to Tony.

"You know, tangent here but, your lips are soft- not to mention taste nice. Like just.. I dunno, very earthy but like, in a good way-" Tony says.
Stephen smiles. "... I drink tea." he says simply. "That's what it is-" Tony says, smiling back. "Well, I mostly drink coffee, but tea is nice too- except, I can't do sweet tea. I- I hate it-" Tony continued. Stephen let out a quiet laugh.

"God, I'm- I shouldn't get fluttery over the fact that you trust me-" Tony says, covering his face for a moment. Stephen tilts his head. "Like it- it makes me feel happy, and.. Tingly? I dunno-" Tony explained.
Stephen thought for a moment, turning Tony's head to the side before kissing his neck softly, making Tony blush brightly.

Stephen heard the small noise Tony made when he brushed over his sweet spot, and started gently sucking there, pulling a quiet moan from Tony.
Stephen pulled back, looking at him with a small smirk. "O-oh you- you liked that, didn't you-?" Tony stuttered. ".. Hearing you moan..? Yeah." Stephen responded. "Mm, maybe I would moan more if-" Tony cut off, blushing.

Stephen tilts his head with a sly look. ".. N-nope, no- I'm not finishing that scentence-" Tony said, crossing his arms. Stephen chuckles a little. ".. You don't have to, darling..~" he says, pulling Tony up into his lap.
Tony blushes, going to say something, but Stephen kissing him before he could. Tony kissed back, blushing when Stephen's hands started finding their way under his shirt.

Stephen broke the kiss, going to Tony's neck, occasionally sucking on a spot while gently rubbing his sides. Tony moans softly. "G-god, how do you know what you're d-doing-?" he stuttered out.
Stephen smirks slightly. ".. I read~" he says in a low voice next to Tony's ear, making the other blush brightly.

"Goddd- how many smutty books-" Stephen chuckles, hands moving down to Tony's thighs and stroking them gently. "O-oh- god, that- mn-~" Tony stuttered, tilting his head back slightly.
Stephen smiles. "Feel nice..?~" Tony blushes. "You kidding- this is turning me the fuck on-" Stephen chuckles. ".. I know~"

~~~

"Hey, Stark. What's with you and the quiet kid?" One of the kids says the next day. A kid Tony had come to know as a dickhead.
Tony rolls his eyes. "His name is Stephen." he says. "Did he tell you that? Oh wait, he doesn't talk." the kid says, laughing afterwards.

Tony went up to him. "If you don't shut your mouth, I'm gonna make it so that you can't talk." he says lowly. "Yeah? Fuckin try me, tiny."

<later>

"... Stephe come on don't give me that look.." Tony says. He was beaten pretty badly.

When Stephen found out Tony got into a fight and was in the nurse's office, he went down, and was currently giving Tony a 'look'. You know, like when you do something wrong, that look a parent would give? That's the look.

Stephen crossed his arms. "Look, I had to! I didn't think I'd get beaten this badly but-" Tony says, Stephen simply sighing and shaking his head. "He was picking on you, alright?.. Had it been me, I wouldn't have cared, but nobody makes fun of you around me.." Tony says. Stephen looks at him, his face softening slightly as he sat down next to him.

"... But I don't like seeing you hurt." he mumbles. Tony frowns a little. ".. It's.. Not that bad though, I mean a few bruises, but other than that I'm pretty sure I'm okay.." he says.

'This time...' Stephen thought, holding Tony's hand.

~~~

Tony was at his house in his room, which is in the basement. He was working on creating an AI a bit more advanced than what he could buy at a store. He wanted something that could understand him like a human, but still have the knowledge of a computer.

He'd been working on this for a couple years now, and sure, he had what he wanted in basic form by 6 months in. But now, he was trying to program it to glasses. Like smart tech glasses.

He had named the AI "Just A Rather Very Intelligent System", or Jarvis, and programmed it to respond to the name.
Tony put the glasses on. "Jarvis, you there?" he asks. "I'm here, sir."

Tony smiles. "Cool. It worked-" he says, then heads off to Stephen's place.

"Stephe!" he says when he got there. Stephen tilts his head, noticing the glasses. Tony was giddy. "Jarvis, identify."
"Identification complete." Jarvis responds, pulling up information only Tony could see in the glasses. Tony looked at it. "You never told me you had a photographic memory, Stephe." he says.

Stephen looked confused and surprised. "... How did you..?" he trails off. Tony clipped the glasses onto his shirt. "To be fair, I suppose I didn't tell you just who my father was- let's just say he made things for the government, and I have access to all of it, because he wanted me to carry on his 'legacy'. I put a facial recognition into this AI, which searches through databases to find a match. It tells me everything the government knows about them."

"... You made that?" Stephen asks. Tony nods happily. Stephen smiles a little, shaking his head. "... You made that." He repeats. He was trying to emphasize that Tony is way smarter than he gives himself credit for.

"I've actually been working on it for a while, and I finally got it right- I'm actually really proud of it." Tony says. Stephen nods. "... Better than what I could do."
"Awe, Stephe, you're smart in a different way. You excel at biology and chemistry, I could never-" Tony says. Stephen chuckles. "Shut up.."

"No, I don't- I don't think I will. You're stuck with this blabber mouth, sorry." Tony jokes. Stephen rolls his eyes, smiling. ".. You sure were speechless yesterday.." he teased, smirking at Tony.
Tony blushes a bit brightly. "... You fucked me, okay?- That's-" he stutters. "You liked it." Stephen says, booping Tony's nose.

"Mm- duh. Like you didn't- you had fun with me, full on, alright- I saw the look of pride on your face, you loved seeing me like that." Tony says. "Never said I didn't." Stephen responds, chuckling a little.

They stayed quiet for a moment until Stephen spoke. "Tony?" he says quietly. "Mhm?" Tony responds. "When.. We met.. You talked to me like normal..." Stephen says. "Yeah." Tony says, a bit confused.

".. I was.. Writing my responses on paper... That's not.." Stephen starts. "Ah-ah- stopping you there. Making friends isn't about how you communicate with them, it's how you bond with them; how the relationship makes the both of you feel. Plus, for all I knew at the time, you couldn't talk. I'm not very judgemental, Stephe, you have your reasons for not talking." Tony says.

Stephen looks at him, Tony returning the gaze. "I love you for exactly who and what you are, Stephe." Tony says. Stephen kissed him softly.

".. I love you too."