Not Even Emma

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college!AU in which Tony really shouldn’t care as much as he does, PT2.

“Tony, for the last time, I am not using you!”

“Excuse me if I find that hard to believe, Rogers. Personal experience, y’know? I figure there’s about a three percent chance that you genuinely-“

“That I genuinely what, Tony? Want to spend time with you? Don’t care about your money? God forbid, that I love you?”

“You don-“

“Nope, my time to talk. I genuinely and truly do not give a flying shit about your money, or your fame, or whatever other delusions you have that I am apparently using you for. I love you, Tony Stark. I love you because you’re shitty in the mornings, and you get way too absorbed when you’re working. I love you because you care about your machines, even though you pretend that you don’t. I love you because even though you’re… damaged, as you call it, you still give a shit about people. And I- Tony, I get why you think I’m using you, I mean, after everything, I’d be surprised if you didn’t. But-“

“Ste-“

“Oh, is it ‘Steve’ now? You’re done calling me ‘Rogers’? Good. Took you long enough. But I’m not finished. Tony, I- I know you have- feelings for me. I’m not saying you love me, I’m not even saying you like me, but something’s there. And- and I want whatever that is. You. And not just your body, not just sex, I want everything. I want you pissed off, I want you drunk, I want you broken and tired and fed the fuck up. I want you when you’re busy, when you’re asleep, when you can’t be bothered getting up in the mornings. I want all of it. Okay?”