Anthony Edward Stark

While he purses his lips into a faintly apologetic moue when Tony catches him staring, he doesn't look away. This is probably exactly the right kind of conversation to have with indirect eye contact, and it really is refreshing to be able to hold eye contact without constantly monitoring himself against any rise in aggression.

To be fair, he's still constantly monitoring himself; it's a habit that won't fade easily, and which he isn't sure he should allow to fade. Hulk's still there, and that which sleeps could someday wake. Until then, this is weird and refreshing and odd and raw and it should probably be frightening how much he isn't frightened.

He wishes he could say he's surprised by the proposition, but after the hot tub earlier, he'd have be even worse at people than he is for it to be a surprise. Even so his eyebrows do go up, more for the timing than anything else.

The mirror isn't going to do the trick now. He rolls onto his side, putting Tony's outstretched hand against his chest with the motion. He leaves it there and pushes up onto an elbow to get a clear, eye to eye look at Tony, keeping a solemn expression before it breaks into a hinted smile that matches the mild humor in his question, "Are you asking me to go steady?"

It's almost guaranteed to be a bad idea to say yes. Tony is one of his favorite people on the planet, but to call him high maintenance is to ignore the fact that one of Tony's primary hobbies is breaking himself, leaving him in need of even more maintenance.

Of course, Bruce has a long track record of bad ideas, with quite of few of them coming up in Tony's company.