50 Prompt Stories (Table B)

                                                                                                                                                             -The Beach-

Categories: Harry Potter, The Avengers

Pairing: Tony/Harry

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, The Avengers, or any of the characters associated with the books, movies, or comics and I never have and never will make any money from the writing of this story.

Prompt: Prompt Table B: 50 Prompts. Prompt 49 (Reader's Prompt) The Beach. (Prompted by Cassandra Malfoy)

                                                                                                                                                                -The Beach-

Walking over the hot sand of the beach in Malibu, ignoring the stares from the people around them, Harry watched as Clint shot Natasha will a water gun before he bolted away, Natasha hot on his heels.

Chuckling, Harry leaned into Tony's side smiling when Tony dropped his arm around his shoulder and pulled him closer.

“There's a spot big enough for us right over there, Cap.” Tony called out to the blond man, pointing to the right.

Following his finger, Steve nodded and headed to the spot and set down the bag he was carrying before setting up the large beach blanket that was large enough for all of them to comfortably sit on.

Sitting down on their own side, Harry reached for the hem of his shirt, stopping when he caught sight of other people watching them.

“Don't let them bother you. They'll stop staring eventually.” Tony whispered as he easily pulled off his own shirt, tossing it onto their bag. “Now come on off with that shirt. You said I'd be able to see all of your gorgeous body while we were here.”

“If you saw all of my body we'd end up in jail, Tony.” Harry said, dryly, handing the man his tablet that his fingers kept inching towards.

“Stop being self conscious and strip that shirt off or I'll do it for you.” Tony said, glancing at Harry over the top of the tablet.

“Easy for you to say, Mr. Abs.” Harry teased, poking Tony in his stomach.

“Yeah that might be so, but I've got this they stare at.” Tony said, setting the tablet down to tap at his arc reactor. It doesn't matter if they stare because scars are a sign that you're a survivor.”

Sighing, Harry hesitantly reached for his shirt and pulled it off of his body, tossing it next to Tony's then leaned back, slightly tense at the scars being visible.

“See? No one's looking. They're all too busy watching Natasha try to drown Clint.” Tony said, pulling him against his side as he scooped up his tablet again. “If it'll make you feel better I'll buy us our own personal beach here so you don't need to worry about people staring.”

Smiling at his lover, Harry pressed a kiss to his shoulder and said, “Nah I know you're right. I'm just used to all the Witches and Wizards freaking out when they saw all my scars and trying to get pictures of them to sell just because of what I did in that world.”

“Well they're idiots. Now lay back, relax, and enjoy the time we have off before the next bad guy decides to try and take over the earth.” Tony ordered, running one hand through Harry's hair while the other held his tablet up.

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