[FF Snippet - Avengers - Stony] Hot Points

Tony grumbled as he hugged his jacket closer to himself. How the hell did he get talked into coming here? Social gatherings were not his bag of chips, especially ones that involved all the idiots from school sitting around watching bigger idiots give each other brain damage for fun. He was also pretty sure that half the people here were making out under the bleachers anyway, and what the hell, man. If he couldn't get any, he sure as hell didn't want to be watching people that were. It wouldn't take more than a fake yawn to dump his forty-two ounce soda onto the ones right under him-

"OW." Pepper had stomped on his foot with her own. He gave her a pout that seemed to beg for her to let him have some fun.

"You don't want to get stuffed in a locker again, do you? I thought you'd be embarrassed enough that the fire dept had to come cut you out in front of everyone." Oh god. She had her arms folded over her chest. How the hell did she manage to look so menacing like that? Tony admitted defeat and looked back to the game like a good teenage boy. Or at least, he would have, if the football hadn't hit him in the face at that exact moment, sending him falling backwards into the groove between bleacher risings.

The student body erupted with laughter. Pepper reached down to help him up, a horrified look on her face.

"Oh my god, Tony, are you okay???" She sat him up straight and began rummaging through her bag for something to stop his nosebleed. Tony tilted his head back to stop the blood flow. He glared at the night sky, trying to recall the events that had lead him to this. Quite suddenly, his view was blocked by a nervous-looking blonde, his face hovering no more than an inch away from Tony's. The brunette felt strong hands grip his biceps in what seemed to be concern.

"Oh my gosh. Are you alright? I am so sorry." The boy's face was flush with embarrassment. Tony just stared. He wasn't sure he had ever seen eyes that were such a startling blue before.

"Steve, it's alright. You didn't mean to hit him." Pepper said, finally handing Tony some tissue paper. The boy took a step back to allow Tony some room. He took the tissue from his friend and brought it up to his nose. He knew he should have felt utterly embarrassed, but he couldn't stop staring. His eyes traced over Steve's strong jawline, following it to his neck, then down to his athletic gear.

"Is he okay?" Steve asked, looking incredibly worried. Pepper saw how Tony was oggling the guy and had to restrain herself from kicking him.

"ROGERS!" Steve stiffened when he heard the scream of their large, mean-looking coach. He bent over next to Tony to grab the football, his arm grazing the other teen's. Tony's eye twitched and he leaned forward a bit, as if he were going to look at Steve's ass before he felt Pepper tug on his ear hard.

"Once again, I'm really sorry." he bowed his head nervously, before turning to head back to the field. Tony looked as though he were about to pass out. Pepper was fairly certain it wasn't from the blood loss.

"Wait a second." Tony bristled. "Did that coach just say Rogers? Steve Rogers? Wasn't that kid a literal flagpole last year? WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED?" Pepper rubbed at her temples as Tony went on to rant about how people can't 'gain that many hot points' over one Summer break. It was going to be a long night.