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Bruce laughed, “my boyfriend, the romantic.” he said grinning, “alright we’ve just got to pay.”he said looking for rolf halfheartedly, he liked it here. it was nice and tony was comfortable and half of him didnt want to go anywhere because he knew that would mean that the date was getting closer to being over.

"I sense some serious sarcasm coming out of your mouth," Tony snorted. Rolf came over and gave them the bill, along with a couple of mints. "Oh hey, look at that," he grinned, plucking one up and twirling off the wrapper. He stuck it on his tongue. Next he went for his wallet. "I'll pick up the check, if you want," he offered, not insisting, but a good boyfriend ought to pay for dinner, except in this case there were two of them and that sort of broke that old standard.

“don’t know I think they’re preeeeetty smart,” Bruce said leaning back and admireing,” pretty cute too.” he said laughing and pulling tony to the car. “so šmårtÿ pants, Bruce lead in, where are we going?

"Well to my house first," Tony stuck out his tongue (if Bruce was going to keep calling him 'smarty pants', he was gonna act like one). He started the car and poked his boyfriend on the nose. "But there's this old road that goes up into the hills... it'll get us away from the lights of town so we can see the stars better," he replied with a smile on his face.

“I think you meant mansion sweet mansion, tony this place…. I could get lost without even being here a half hour.” He said frowning, and looking around, trying to get over how gigantic the house is. ” maybe I’ll just stay out here…. You know…” He said gesturing to the outside area, ” where the house won’t eat me.” He said staring at the menacing building, “if you can call it a house…” He muttered under his breath.

The high schooler chuckled, understanding why Bruce might be intimidated by the place. Tony had grown up here, so of course he knew it like the back of his hand. "C'mon," he held out his hand for his boyfriend to take with a smile, "I'll hold your hand the entire time, you can't get lost that way, right?"

” I’d get lost,” he said with a shifting uncomfortably, ” where’s your bedroom, i wanna see!” He said excitedly, “is it to the left or the right?”

Tony laughed. "You'll get used to it the more time you spend here," he said, squeezing his hand. "It's this way," he indicated with his left shoulder, pulling him through the dining room and living room until they finally came to a grandiose staircase. The 17-year old took the lead up them, by-passing a few guestrooms and linen closets in the hall before coming to his door. He took a hold of the doorknob. "This is it," Tony said, pushing it open to reveal his large room-- the walls covered in posters of classic rock bands and classic cars. Stacks of car magazines and engineering journals were stuffed off into one corner, his drum set and electric guitar in another. He had a whole walk-in closet and desk where he did his projects (and occasionally homework). And of course there was his king-sized bed. Tony let out a shy chuckle, scratching the back of his head, not sure what Bruce would think.

“I might disagree with you on that one,” he said laughing, and pressing a kiss to Tony’s lips smiling. “So….I assume you have a telescope somewhere in this whole giant house of …. Houseyness.” He said not really knowing what to call it. “Because I hope it in your closet that is bigger than my room, you know it… It is.” He said laughing awkwardly.

The teenager nodded. "Yeah, it's down in the basement. That's where my dad's lab is. We'll get it in a moment," he said. "But..." Tony turned around to dig through his closet-- it might be big, but it really was a horrendous mess. After a few minutes he managed to pull out a flashlight and a red-filter for said flashlight, along with a couple star charts and a book on astrology. "Here are these," he handed them to Bruce, blowing the dust off the cover of the book first. "Been awhile since I was interested in stars and space-travel," he laughed in explanation.

“You are…” Bruce started cut off after few seconds, “you are… Just….” He. Tried to breat but that didn’t really happen as tony was glued to his face. He tangled his hair in Tony’s hair holding his face away for just a moment, ” woah tiger, love this and all but slow yourself, my hearts going to explode.” He said leaning up to kiss his boyfriend again.

"I am what?" Tony asked curiously, licking his lips and drawing back.

Bruce grinned, heart beating all… well much faster than it should have been. He was happy, but he was still waiting for the other shoe to drop… it was perfect, way too perfect. Nothing was going wrong, and he was just waiting for the universe to balance itself out like it always did whenever bruce was vaugely happy. He wrapped his arms tighter around tony’s stomach, holding him as close as he possibly could as if he would dissapear if he let go. “too good to be true, huh?” he asked, because that was kindof exactly how he felt.

"Guess that's an oxymoron, since, well... here you are," Tony chuckled. He drew his fingers through Bruce's hair, studying his face with a contented sigh, just enjoying being held close-- it felt better than anything.

Bruce frowned, “its more like… whenever something good happens to me… it really is too good to be true.” he said taking a deep breath and trying to shake it off, “yeah, uh, lets go.” he said/

The 17-year old led Bruce by the hand back down the stairs and to the next flight of stairs that descended to the basement. "Hopefully my dad isn't too busy," Tony said with a roll of his eyes, because the likelihood of that was zero-to-none. He went up to the door of the lab and knocked. "Hey, Dad! I need to borrow your telescope!" he shouted to be heard.