Tony grinned as Bruce started to dance with him, being a great sport about it all. He listened as his lover hummed before asking a question. He shrugged and dipped the other.
“I just felt like doing something special for you. You are more than I deserve and I wanted to show you that in the way I best knew how.”
He continued to dance and spun the other a few times. It got to the slower part of the song and he spun the other out, when he spun back in, Tony was on his knee and had the box in his hand and the ring showing.
The music played the line I can be your hero as the music ended. Tony looked into Bruce’s eyes.
“Bruce. Will you marry me?”
Bruce grinned at the answer he received. “By wining and dining, you mean.” He followed that up with a good-natured chuckle. Tony was who he was and that was the best part of him. Well… he had a pretty gorgeous ass as well.
They danced a bit more, Tony doing all of the leading and spinning him a few times. The song sounded if it was ending and he spun out once more, knowing he’d be in Tony’s arms for the last few seconds of the song. Only, he wasn’t.
When he turned back in, Tony was on his knees and staring up at him. Actually, on second glance, he was on one knee and there was a ring in his other hand. Bruce felt his heart skip a beat as he realized exactly what this had all been about. Independence Day had just been an excuse. Tony had been planning tonight for… well, for a while.
With a bubbling joy, he blurted out the answer. “Yes! Of course I will, Tone.”
They kissed a second later, not even sure which moved first or who came farthest but meeting in the middle and without even breaking the kiss, Bruce could feel Tony slipping the ring firmly into place. It fit perfectly.
His heart did a little painful twist at the thought of something happening to it when he transformed and then another twist after that at the thought of Tony choosing to be with someone such a monster.
But even as he thought it, he knew it wasn’t true. Bruce wasn’t a monster, and neither was the hulk. He was a man with a past, with issues, but it made him who he was and brought him to this place right now. A tear slid down his cheek.
God, Tony was perfection. He’d healed him without him even noticing. And even though he had a way to go until he was perfected himself, Tony was choosing to stay by his side through it all. He chose to deal with every part of him. And that… that was real love.
"I love you so much, Mr. Stark. You should know that."
A small preening shiver ran through the back of his mind and he mentally patted hulk on the head. Yeah, they were going to be okay. They had pretty shiny man as their own now.