fillers or aus i would love to play running list; if you're interested in any of this, throw up a starter and i am there
steve + peggy
Peggy and Steve's reunion when he returns to the past.
That dance scene. /sobs
Anything about their life afterward.
steve + tony
Conversations about Peggy or Howard, or anything else they'd talk about during their 2-man mission to the past
First time Steve and Tony interact after Tony calls Steve out on how failing together sucks.
Did Steve and Tony ever talk during those 5 years? If so, what did that look like?
[au] Tony survives, but Steve doesn't know that when he goes back in time. So now Steve is really old and Tony is not.
[au] Tony survives and Steve comes back from returning the stones and they rebuild their relationship
steve + natasha
Awful life at Avengers compound before Ant-Man, basically lots of hurt/comfort with each other
[au] When Steve tells Natasha that maybe they should both move on, he asks her out on a date — it becomes a very sad attempt at moving on, but it's also a sad kind of solace.
steve + bucky
Honestly, they barely got any time back together. Steve and Buck MUST have talked before Steve just decided to go back in the past. Possible convo where he admits he's not coming back, and asking Bucky if he wants to return back to their time with him?
steve + anyone
So ... you can so Mjolnir now?
Conversations with various characters when he returns the stones to their rightful place in the past
Someone insisting on going back in time with Steve, and they return all the stones together and this person convinces Steve to come back (or, is convinced that he really doesn't want to)
shuri + anyone
Rebuilding the world from Wakanda
Meeting the other avengers
One-uping our science bros during reconstruction :D
tony stark (AI) + morgan/anyone
I imagine this will be mostly sass.
And with everyone who is not Morgan, this will basically be him joking about how he's going to live forever.
[ Steve leans forward to kiss Tony again then, and for the next few days, the kissing never quite seems to stop.
On the hike back, Steve insists that Tony wear his shirt — for protection — since it'll at least help with any unexpected scrapes or bugs. Steve's own body pretty much ignores those types of things anyway.
Once they do get back, Steve asks if he can use the shower before he goes, and by the time he gets out, Tony's invited him to stay the weekend. He's moved his therapy and they can spend the whole weekend together — if Steve wants. It's touching, honestly, and of course he says yes. He's taking this retirement thing seriously after all, and after the time they had last night, Steve isn't ready to go either. He's also done wasting time.
What he would love however, is for Tony to show him the cabin. He's only seen the porch and one or two rooms, and Steve knows it's a lot larger than that. ]
Give me a tour?
[ He asks, as he pulls on a fresh shirt from his bag. ]
[ Tony ends up accepting the shirt, partly because he knows that he needs to be careful with the skin Helen had worked so damn hard to save after the worst of the burns. Shortly after he slips it on, though, he finds himself enjoying the sensation of wearing Steve's clothes. The shirt is big on him, but he already loves the fact that every breath he takes he catches a whiff of him. It makes him smile every time it happens, no matter what they're doing during the hike back to the cabin.
By the time they are back, maybe it's too bold to assume that maybe Steve would want to spend an extra day with him, but he couldn't help it. It feels like the weekend went by too quickly, even if they spent it having plenty of fun, but...one more day doesn't hurt, right? Tony hasn't felt this happy in such a long time, that somehow letting him go home so soon just didn't feel right. Of course, if Steve would have said he wanted to go home then he wouldn't have protested, but ultimately he's just thankful that he agrees to stay. ]
Yeah, of course. [ Tony had been on the couch while Steve showered, his phone and tablet on the side table. Since the bathroom Steve had used was behind the stairs, Tony had been quick to look over at him once he was out and he stands when he asks for a tour.
Compared to every other place Tony has lived in, especially how massive and modern the compound was, this place is considerably smaller. A bit more rustic, too.
Taking his hand, he leads him to the other living room that had been converted into a mini workstation and small library. ]
I have a 'garage' outside that's not really a garage, it's more where my main workstation is. But this is what I use when I'm in here.
[ A few steps away is the kitchen - nothing too large or overly complicated but it's the perfect size for him, especially considering he doesn't exactly spend a whole lot of room in there anyway. From the window, Steve would be able to see a grill on this side of the porch. A few more steps away from the kitchen, on the other end of the main entrance of the cabin, is a smaller room overlooking the lake; one that seems as the most recently used before his trip, considering the tablets on the day bed, the bottles of medication on the shelf, and the pillows that look obviously soft enough from constant use. ]
There's the main room upstairs, but I got kinda sick of being there after being in bed for so long. So...this room has been where I've set up shop lately.
[ Not to mention that Tony generally doesn't sleep in his own bedroom, anyway, unless someone would drag him out of the lab or he was accompanied by someone. Or, like more recently, unless he was recovering from something. It has been a habit since long before the team was even formed, but Steve might have noticed that pattern while they lived at the tower together, and then on the days that he would crash at the compound. Tony would generally sleep in his lab, or nap on a couch somewhere. Smaller spaces are easier for him to sleep in sometimes, especially when he's alone. And, well, he has been alone for a good majority of the last five years. Happy, Rhodey, and Pepper had been constant visitors at the cabin after the battle, but beyond that he has been here mostly on his own.
On the second floor, there's another bedroom, an extra bathroom, and once they're back downstairs he shows Steve the mini 'apartment' in the basement that Rhodey and Happy had more or less been living in while he needed someone onsite at all times after coming home, and then he walks him over to where the pool is.
As they walk back towards the main part of the house, Tony glances over at Steve. ] So, what'd you think?
[ A side benefit too of Tony accepting the shirt, is that then, Steve isn't wearing one for the rest of their hike back.
The actual tour though leaves a rather impressed look on Steve's face. Despite everything, despite how scaled down this place is compared to Tony's other homes, there are only three places Steve's ever lived that could compare. The first two Tony built himself — the Tower and the compound. Number three is T'Challa's palace in Wakanda. Still, he never seems to be able to get used to how big places can be, how many rooms there are, and Steve finds himself wondering what it would've been like to grow up in a place like this.
When they first enter the smaller room overlooking the lake, the one where Tony's been staying lately, it becomes really clear that the room is one of Steve's favorites. When he takes a moment to look out the window, his fingers trace over the top of those fluffy pillows and he imagines Tony waking up here in the mornings. Steve's not sure he could imagine a more beautiful scene.
The main room upstairs has a similar feel to it, especially because they're higher up, and Steve can't help but notice that there are two lounge chairs in the corner instead of just one. They also take a little break once they get to that part of the tour, mostly because Tony's still wearing his shirt and when they're in the process of leaving the room they both enter the frame at once and get a little stuck. After that though, Steve finds himself just kissing Tony with his back against the doorframe for a couple minutes before either of them are ready to move on.
But nothing blows Steve's expectations more out of the water than the pool. ]
Pretty sure I'm still trying to get over the swimming pool. [ He answers, his hand having never left Tony's this entire time. ] How much do you use it?
[ Steve walking around shirtless definitely is a big benefit. Tony's already making plans of continuing this pattern more often.
Every once in a while as they walk around the house, Tony steals glances at Steve to catch the look on his face. To Tony, this is definitely scaled down than his usual fanfare. At the same time, though, his upbringing makes it hard to be objective considering the mansion he had been raised in, and all the lavish places he had lived in after he was old enough to choose where to live.
If he's honest with himself, even if he had come to this place in the worst of circumstances and had spent five years here that had been hell as he grappled with the guilt and grief of everything that happened, this is probably one of his favorite places. It's secluded and private, something Tony hadn't had a whole lot of before. It's quiet, but he has learned to love it. The serenity of the lake outside of his window, the chilly mornings and evenings, the warm summers.It's a place that has been his in more ways than any other place has been, with messy bookshelves and a house that he has cleaned up and maintained on his own.
That's one reason why, when they start making out, Tony's more than happy to comply. It's nice to share his private corner of the world with Steve, and it feels like it makes the kiss taste sweeter.
At his comment about the pool, he chuckles. ]
Not a whole lot lately. Before the fight happened, I'd do laps, once or twice a day. It'd depend on how I was feeling. You're welcome to use it, whenever you visit.
Any chance I can get you to join me in it sometime? [ And before Tony can say anything, Steve adds: ] Not for laps. Just to be in the water.
[ Given how vulnerable Tony's been with him last night and this morning, Steve wants to share something of his own. But not now. Maybe tonight or tomorrow, and definitely only when they're both in the pool. Water, after all, has become something Steve's sensitive to for many years now, even if he used to love the beach. Or maybe it's more appropriate to say that he loved the idea of going to the beach. ]
Oh. Actually. There is one more thing I'd like to see. [ He smirks a little and leans into to kiss Tony once first. ] Where's your closet?
[ The request actually surprises him, but given how much of him Steve has seen already, it’s much easier to agree to it now than how it would have been otherwise. ]
Yeah, sure. Just let me know when.
[ Tony returns the kiss before smirking at him. ]
My closet? It’s upstairs, in the main bedroom. [ He kisses him again before guiding him upstairs so he can see it. It’s a standard walk-in, his wardrobe consisting of considerably less formal clothes than before. Now there’s more t-shirts in his drawers, jeans, and an assortment of long sleeve shirts, sweaters, and cardigans. He has always been prone to layers, after all, considering how cold his body runs. ] You may be able to squeeze in something if that’s what you’re looking for.
[ With Tony's permission, Steve walks into the closet itself, but he doesn't open any drawers. Instead, he just peruses anything Tony has hanging, and when he gets the offer to put some of his own clothes here, Steve turns back around to Tony. ]
Are you ... giving me permission to leave clothes here?
[ It's not actually what Steve had in mind, but the grin on his face tells Tony that he appreciates what an offer like that can mean sometimes. ]
Yeah. I mean, if you want to. If we’re going to be exploring other trails, and we have ... you know. ‘incidents’ [ he adds with a mischievous smirk ] like last night, it might not hurt to have clothes in here.
No pressure, though. Just ... you know. If you want to.
[ Steve has to clear his throat for a moment after Tony says that, as he pretends like he can't feel the heat rising in his cheeks again. ]
I'd like that. [ It seems like he's never really going to stop smiling this weekend, is he? ] Next time I come over, I'll bring a few things.
[ Why does he get the feeling that sooner rather than later, they might just end up living together? ]
The reason I wanted to see the closet, though— [ He says, as he confirms that at least right away, he can't find what he's looking for. ] Do you remember that plaid shirt you wore, when we were hiding out at Clint's farm? Any chance you've still got it? [ You know, it's just the shirt that Tony was wearing when the two of them were forced to bunk in the same room for the first time. ]
[ There’s a moment that Tony wonders if he went too far in suggesting that, but well. Maybe it’s part of him already wanting Steve to spend more time here. Tony loves his cabin, but it’d be nice to share it with someone he cares about.
When he agrees to it, Tony’s smile widens. ] Good.
[ When Steve mentions the purpose of being here, Tony mouths a ‘ah’ before moving towards where his shirts are. And, sure enough, he pulls the hanger the plaid shirt is hanging from. ]
[ Steve's eyes follow Tony to the hanger, and even before Tony's taken it down Steve can tell it's the one. ]
Brings back a lot of memories, doesn't it?
[ He just looks at it for a moment and then back at Tony. ]
I was kinda hopin' you'd let me take it home. [ There's a bashfulness to the way Steve asks, but he keeps going. ] After all, you look pretty comfortable in my shirt. [ As he says that, Steve tugs gently at the edge of one of the sleeves on the shirt Tony's wearing, straightening it out. ] Only fair that I have one too. For when you're not around.
[ They had roomed together then, but never in a million years would he have thought they’d end up here, now. Especially with how tense things were then. He’s just thankful they’ve gotten to such a good spot now.
At the request, Tony’s features soften and he can’t help but lean in for another kiss. ]
I think that’s fair. If this is the one you want, then you’re welcome to take it. [ He smiles, tilting his head slightly as if curiously. ] Does that mean I get to keep yours?
[ Steve just smiles and nods as his yes. ] Though, you're welcome to pick anything you'd like from my closet. That said. I don't think this is a surprise, but, most of my shirts look pretty much the same.
[ Steve's got cotton shirts, button-ups and some jackets to go on top of that. That's...about it. ]
So, what would you normally be doing? On a lazy afternoon.
[ Steve’s shirts may look the same, but the fact alone that they’re his make them perfect nonetheless.
He steals another quick peck. ]
On a lazy afternoon? Put some music on, and just tinker or work on something with the tablet in the room downstairs. Nothing too wild. Probably a bit predictable.
We can do whatever you want, though. If you’re tired we can take a nap, or just hang out by the fire.
[ Honestly, Steve wouldn't mind spending the afternoon on that couch downstairs, watching Tony work. Maybe even sketching him as he does. But after last night, he doesn't want to spend a lot of time physically apart from Tony — as sappy as that seems. ]
Let's go to that couch downstairs. The one right next to all the big windows.
[ As they walk downstairs, Tony brings up Steve’s hand so he can press a kiss against his knuckles. Once they get downstairs, Tony lets go of his hand only so he can set the tablets aside and he can move the pillows so they can have plenty of room to lounge in. Before laying down, he cracks open one of the windows just enough to let the soft breeze in, and the sounds of their surroundings. With the view of the lake, and the tranquil area the cabin is in, Tony has obviously fallen in love with the space.
Once they get settled, Tony kisses Steve’s cheek before letting out a happy sigh under his breath. He might end up dozing off at some point - the hike has been the most physical activity he has done in a while, and to be quite honest, this is the happiest he has been in a while, too. ]
[ The breeze from the open window feels light and airy, and as Steve settles himself on the couch, he chuckles. ]
I forgot what cushions feel like.
[ They did, in fact, sleep on the actual ground like night after all, even if there were sleeping bags beneath them. But now, as he sets one arm on the edge of the sofa, and invites Tony to lay down inside the pocket between his other arm and his chest, Steve can feel the comfort of it all set in.
It would've been incredibly difficult for them to be like this before, but now, being around Tony feels so easy. ]
So am I. [ He whispers, placing a small kiss on Tony's temple.
And honestly, once they're all settled and Steve has Tony in his arms again, he already knows that sooner or later, they'll both fall asleep. The weather is perfect, the heat their bodies make together is incredibly cozy, and he's ... happy. It's been a very long time since Steve has allowed himself to just be happy. ]
Do you have any idea— [ He asks, his voice quiet and intimate. ] —when it was, that I first thought you were ... very handsome?
[ Sleeping with Steve in the tent had been special, especially with it being their first time, but just laying here with him is so perfect that Tony can’t wipe the content smile off his face. It’s there as he settles against him, comfortable in his arm and just enjoying his presence.
His smile widens, though, when Steve speaks and he turns to look at him curiously. ]
When? I mean if you don’t say right away I might be a bit offended. [ He’s joking, and it shows by the smartass smirk. ] But no, seriously. When was it? I am curious about that...
[ Steve chuckles at that, and given how they're cuddled together, the laughter vibrates off his body and into Tony. ]
After the Battle of New York. [ He answers, nostalgically. ] After Hulk ripped your faceplate off, and I was trying to figure out if there was any way to do CPR, even if I had to do it through your suit. But then Hulk screamed. [ He smiles. ] And you woke up.
Just like that. I thought. Boy. Tony Stark sure is handsome.
Maybe it was just the adrenaline and how much I wanted you to be alive. But then we went to that shawarma place later and everyone was so exhausted to their bones. I was too. But there were a couple times when I sneaked a look at you.
[ The answer actually surprises him, and Tony can’t quite contain it as his eyebrows raise slightly. His smile softens, though, because this is the first time he hears about that day from Steve’s point of view. He wanted to do CPR through the suit. And...yeah, he definitely hadn’t expected that to be the answer. ]
Really? That early, huh? I’m flattered.
If I’m honest, i don’t think I ever thought you’d think of me in...you know. This way.
Hey— [ Steve says in good-natured protest. ] Just because I thought you were handsome doesn't mean my thoughts took me anywhere else.
[ When Tony admits he doesn't think Steve would ever think of him like this though, Steve just smiles and runs one of his hands through Tony's hair. ]
Honestly Tony. I never thought I would either, but ... that's mostly because I- well, let's just say that reciprocation is important to me. And I always kinda thought you just ... tolerated having me around.
Oh I know, but still. Attraction starts somewhere.
[ He closes his eyes briefly as Steve starts carding his fingers through his hair, his smile growing before he opens them again. Until Steve says that he thought he just tolerated him, and Tony is surprised again. ]
No, no. It was never ... that. We clashed, sure. We’re both too stubborn for our own good sometimes. But I’ve always thought very highly of you.
[ He makes a face, as if embarrassed to admit this, but... ]
I actually never figured you actually liked me. It always felt like we were too opposite for you to ... well. You know.
[ And then Siberia happened, which felt like it proved it, but he doesn’t mention that. It’s been too long, they’ve been moved on much much past that. He’ll never mention it, but that’s where his brain had gone to at the time. ]
Do you want to know when I started finding you attractive? It’s only fair if I share too, yeah?
[ Steve grins. Yes, attraction does start somewhere. As for the rest... ]
We disagreed a lot, didn't we? [ He asks in a light-hearted way that's only possible now, holding each other. ] But I always knew you were smart. Resourceful. That you'd never back down from protecting the people you love.
[ When Tony says he's always thought very highly of him though, Steve feels his heart melt a little. Even if it doesn't bother him anymore, he remembers how much Tony's comment about specialness and bottles had really stung. Back then, Steve hadn't been awake from the ice that long. He'd already been dealing with feeling obsolete and like he didn't belong. The comment about the bottle had felt like a stab at the last thing Steve had left: his identity. At the memory, Steve hugs Tony a little closer, breathing him in as he does. ]
I wish we'd had more time together. After Ultron, but before the whole mess with the Accords. I'm willing to bet a lot of things would've been different. As for liking you. [ Steve smiles empathetically. He knows what Tony means. He'd felt the same way, after all. ] If I'd known it was important to you, I would've told you. I think the closest I ever got to saying something like that was when I told you I'd miss you.
[ Steve grins again though when Tony asks if Steve wants to know his first moment, and if it's only fair that he shares too. The answer is a resounding: ] Yes. Definitely.
Mm, we did. I think I was just jealous. It’s stupid, especially looking back at it now, but it was mainly me with the issue. You were all I heard about for years, and I wasn’t all that well adjusted. Then I actually met you, and— Well. I’ve never met anyone like you - I almost couldn’t believe you were real. That someone could actually be like you. Which isn’t an excuse, but that’s...how my mind worked, I guess. So that’s on me.
[ He shifts his position slightly so he can be burrowed slightly closer against Steve. He’s so damn glad that all those stupid arguments and dumb insecurities are gone now. That they can do this. That they can feel this calm just holding each other. ]
I wish that, too. [ He pauses for a moment. ] I should have stayed, I just couldn’t. Hell, I was surprised after Ultron you didn’t kick me out. So I just kinda...kicked myself out before you could.
[ He stays silent for a moment before adding, as if to further explain himself. He had shared this with Strange on the way to Titan, but never with anyone else. Not even Pepper, who saw the worst of his PTSD and how much the battle in Manhattan had messed with him. It might not make much of a difference now, but at the same time maybe Steve would want to know this. One of the many dark corners of Tony Stark’s mind. ] I...had been trying to figure out a solution for Thanos since Manhattan, before I even knew his name. It messed with me more than I ever let on. And, I thought Ultron was the key. When it wasn’t, and it caused so much damage, I just couldn’t stay anymore. I felt like I was more of a liability to the team if I stayed. I wanted to, but I just. couldn’t.
[ His smile returns when Steve answers that he does want to know Tony’s answer, and he looks up at him. ]
Well. Very first time? I think I was twelve. I thought you were so hot, even in that old uniform of yours. You were my first inkling that maybe I wasn’t exactly heterosexual. After I met you, on the hellicarrier. When you went to talk with me after Fury’s big speech about heroes, and you were wearing that undershirt and your uniform pants... Not exactly the most appropriate time, but that’s kinda how my mind worked with you, apparently. Because when you ripped that log in half at Clint’s? I was mesmerized.
Jealous? [ Steve repeats, softly and in complete surprise. It shows too, in his eyes and the way his eyebrows inch up. But when Tony says that thinking that way is all on him, and then later, that he'd kicked himself out after Ultron, Steve brushes Tony's hair away and plants a soft, loving kiss on his forehead. Then, he takes two breaths there before planting one more kiss. ]
For what it's worth. I never would've kicked you out. [ Steve's voice is still soft and quiet. Like everything he's saying is meant for Tony and only Tony. ] As bad as Ultron became, you also created his counterpart. Vision. He meant so much to all of us. To Wanda especially. [ Steve grins. ] Heck. Vision was worthy from the moment he was born. That's better than most of us. [ A pause. ] I've always wondered... You're so smart, Tony. Smarter than anyone I've ever known. You invent things that no one else has imagined, even when you have access to all the same basic parts. It must be hard. I bet—... I bet you always gotta go where your mind takes you.
[ But the story of when Tony first saw Steve, as a boy, just twelve years old, is so touching it makes Steve sigh against him. He smiles through the whole story and he can't help but kiss Tony multiple times as he tells it. At the end though, when Tony mentions him ripping that log in half, Steve's lips curl into a half smirk as he blushes just a little. ] Oh yeah? [ His voice gets just a little quieter, even if the smirk's still there. ] Did you ever think that years later, in a tent, that same guy would rip your shirt open? [ And yeah, Steve's bringing it up because he's starting to put the pieces together. Tony really likes it when he rips things. ]
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On the hike back, Steve insists that Tony wear his shirt — for protection — since it'll at least help with any unexpected scrapes or bugs. Steve's own body pretty much ignores those types of things anyway.
Once they do get back, Steve asks if he can use the shower before he goes, and by the time he gets out, Tony's invited him to stay the weekend. He's moved his therapy and they can spend the whole weekend together — if Steve wants. It's touching, honestly, and of course he says yes. He's taking this retirement thing seriously after all, and after the time they had last night, Steve isn't ready to go either. He's also done wasting time.
What he would love however, is for Tony to show him the cabin. He's only seen the porch and one or two rooms, and Steve knows it's a lot larger than that. ]
Give me a tour?
[ He asks, as he pulls on a fresh shirt from his bag. ]
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By the time they are back, maybe it's too bold to assume that maybe Steve would want to spend an extra day with him, but he couldn't help it. It feels like the weekend went by too quickly, even if they spent it having plenty of fun, but...one more day doesn't hurt, right? Tony hasn't felt this happy in such a long time, that somehow letting him go home so soon just didn't feel right. Of course, if Steve would have said he wanted to go home then he wouldn't have protested, but ultimately he's just thankful that he agrees to stay. ]
Yeah, of course. [ Tony had been on the couch while Steve showered, his phone and tablet on the side table. Since the bathroom Steve had used was behind the stairs, Tony had been quick to look over at him once he was out and he stands when he asks for a tour.
Compared to every other place Tony has lived in, especially how massive and modern the compound was, this place is considerably smaller. A bit more rustic, too.
Taking his hand, he leads him to the other living room that had been converted into a mini workstation and small library. ]
I have a 'garage' outside that's not really a garage, it's more where my main workstation is. But this is what I use when I'm in here.
[ A few steps away is the kitchen - nothing too large or overly complicated but it's the perfect size for him, especially considering he doesn't exactly spend a whole lot of room in there anyway. From the window, Steve would be able to see a grill on this side of the porch. A few more steps away from the kitchen, on the other end of the main entrance of the cabin, is a smaller room overlooking the lake; one that seems as the most recently used before his trip, considering the tablets on the day bed, the bottles of medication on the shelf, and the pillows that look obviously soft enough from constant use. ]
There's the main room upstairs, but I got kinda sick of being there after being in bed for so long. So...this room has been where I've set up shop lately.
[ Not to mention that Tony generally doesn't sleep in his own bedroom, anyway, unless someone would drag him out of the lab or he was accompanied by someone. Or, like more recently, unless he was recovering from something. It has been a habit since long before the team was even formed, but Steve might have noticed that pattern while they lived at the tower together, and then on the days that he would crash at the compound. Tony would generally sleep in his lab, or nap on a couch somewhere. Smaller spaces are easier for him to sleep in sometimes, especially when he's alone. And, well, he has been alone for a good majority of the last five years. Happy, Rhodey, and Pepper had been constant visitors at the cabin after the battle, but beyond that he has been here mostly on his own.
On the second floor, there's another bedroom, an extra bathroom, and once they're back downstairs he shows Steve the mini 'apartment' in the basement that Rhodey and Happy had more or less been living in while he needed someone onsite at all times after coming home, and then he walks him over to where the pool is.
As they walk back towards the main part of the house, Tony glances over at Steve. ] So, what'd you think?
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The actual tour though leaves a rather impressed look on Steve's face. Despite everything, despite how scaled down this place is compared to Tony's other homes, there are only three places Steve's ever lived that could compare. The first two Tony built himself — the Tower and the compound. Number three is T'Challa's palace in Wakanda. Still, he never seems to be able to get used to how big places can be, how many rooms there are, and Steve finds himself wondering what it would've been like to grow up in a place like this.
When they first enter the smaller room overlooking the lake, the one where Tony's been staying lately, it becomes really clear that the room is one of Steve's favorites. When he takes a moment to look out the window, his fingers trace over the top of those fluffy pillows and he imagines Tony waking up here in the mornings. Steve's not sure he could imagine a more beautiful scene.
The main room upstairs has a similar feel to it, especially because they're higher up, and Steve can't help but notice that there are two lounge chairs in the corner instead of just one. They also take a little break once they get to that part of the tour, mostly because Tony's still wearing his shirt and when they're in the process of leaving the room they both enter the frame at once and get a little stuck. After that though, Steve finds himself just kissing Tony with his back against the doorframe for a couple minutes before either of them are ready to move on.
But nothing blows Steve's expectations more out of the water than the pool. ]
Pretty sure I'm still trying to get over the swimming pool. [ He answers, his hand having never left Tony's this entire time. ] How much do you use it?
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Every once in a while as they walk around the house, Tony steals glances at Steve to catch the look on his face. To Tony, this is definitely scaled down than his usual fanfare. At the same time, though, his upbringing makes it hard to be objective considering the mansion he had been raised in, and all the lavish places he had lived in after he was old enough to choose where to live.
If he's honest with himself, even if he had come to this place in the worst of circumstances and had spent five years here that had been hell as he grappled with the guilt and grief of everything that happened, this is probably one of his favorite places. It's secluded and private, something Tony hadn't had a whole lot of before. It's quiet, but he has learned to love it. The serenity of the lake outside of his window, the chilly mornings and evenings, the warm summers.It's a place that has been his in more ways than any other place has been, with messy bookshelves and a house that he has cleaned up and maintained on his own.
That's one reason why, when they start making out, Tony's more than happy to comply. It's nice to share his private corner of the world with Steve, and it feels like it makes the kiss taste sweeter.
At his comment about the pool, he chuckles. ]
Not a whole lot lately. Before the fight happened, I'd do laps, once or twice a day. It'd depend on how I was feeling. You're welcome to use it, whenever you visit.
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[ Given how vulnerable Tony's been with him last night and this morning, Steve wants to share something of his own. But not now. Maybe tonight or tomorrow, and definitely only when they're both in the pool. Water, after all, has become something Steve's sensitive to for many years now, even if he used to love the beach. Or maybe it's more appropriate to say that he loved the idea of going to the beach. ]
Oh. Actually. There is one more thing I'd like to see. [ He smirks a little and leans into to kiss Tony once first. ] Where's your closet?
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Yeah, sure. Just let me know when.
[ Tony returns the kiss before smirking at him. ]
My closet? It’s upstairs, in the main bedroom. [ He kisses him again before guiding him upstairs so he can see it. It’s a standard walk-in, his wardrobe consisting of considerably less formal clothes than before. Now there’s more t-shirts in his drawers, jeans, and an assortment of long sleeve shirts, sweaters, and cardigans. He has always been prone to layers, after all, considering how cold his body runs. ] You may be able to squeeze in something if that’s what you’re looking for.
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Are you ... giving me permission to leave clothes here?
[ It's not actually what Steve had in mind, but the grin on his face tells Tony that he appreciates what an offer like that can mean sometimes. ]
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Yeah. I mean, if you want to. If we’re going to be exploring other trails, and we have ... you know. ‘incidents’ [ he adds with a mischievous smirk ] like last night, it might not hurt to have clothes in here.
No pressure, though. Just ... you know. If you want to.
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I'd like that. [ It seems like he's never really going to stop smiling this weekend, is he? ] Next time I come over, I'll bring a few things.
[ Why does he get the feeling that sooner rather than later, they might just end up living together? ]
The reason I wanted to see the closet, though— [ He says, as he confirms that at least right away, he can't find what he's looking for. ] Do you remember that plaid shirt you wore, when we were hiding out at Clint's farm? Any chance you've still got it? [ You know, it's just the shirt that Tony was wearing when the two of them were forced to bunk in the same room for the first time. ]
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When he agrees to it, Tony’s smile widens. ] Good.
[ When Steve mentions the purpose of being here, Tony mouths a ‘ah’ before moving towards where his shirts are. And, sure enough, he pulls the hanger the plaid shirt is hanging from. ]
This one?
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Brings back a lot of memories, doesn't it?
[ He just looks at it for a moment and then back at Tony. ]
I was kinda hopin' you'd let me take it home. [ There's a bashfulness to the way Steve asks, but he keeps going. ] After all, you look pretty comfortable in my shirt. [ As he says that, Steve tugs gently at the edge of one of the sleeves on the shirt Tony's wearing, straightening it out. ] Only fair that I have one too. For when you're not around.
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[ They had roomed together then, but never in a million years would he have thought they’d end up here, now. Especially with how tense things were then. He’s just thankful they’ve gotten to such a good spot now.
At the request, Tony’s features soften and he can’t help but lean in for another kiss. ]
I think that’s fair. If this is the one you want, then you’re welcome to take it. [ He smiles, tilting his head slightly as if curiously. ] Does that mean I get to keep yours?
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[ Steve's got cotton shirts, button-ups and some jackets to go on top of that. That's...about it. ]
So, what would you normally be doing? On a lazy afternoon.
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[ Steve’s shirts may look the same, but the fact alone that they’re his make them perfect nonetheless.
He steals another quick peck. ]
On a lazy afternoon? Put some music on, and just tinker or work on something with the tablet in the room downstairs. Nothing too wild. Probably a bit predictable.
We can do whatever you want, though. If you’re tired we can take a nap, or just hang out by the fire.
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Let's go to that couch downstairs. The one right next to all the big windows.
[ He squeezes Tony's hand. ]
We can just hang out. And talk about— anything.
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Sounds good. That’s actually my favorite room.
[ As they walk downstairs, Tony brings up Steve’s hand so he can press a kiss against his knuckles. Once they get downstairs, Tony lets go of his hand only so he can set the tablets aside and he can move the pillows so they can have plenty of room to lounge in. Before laying down, he cracks open one of the windows just enough to let the soft breeze in, and the sounds of their surroundings. With the view of the lake, and the tranquil area the cabin is in, Tony has obviously fallen in love with the space.
Once they get settled, Tony kisses Steve’s cheek before letting out a happy sigh under his breath. He might end up dozing off at some point - the hike has been the most physical activity he has done in a while, and to be quite honest, this is the happiest he has been in a while, too. ]
I’m glad you’re staying.
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I forgot what cushions feel like.
[ They did, in fact, sleep on the actual ground like night after all, even if there were sleeping bags beneath them. But now, as he sets one arm on the edge of the sofa, and invites Tony to lay down inside the pocket between his other arm and his chest, Steve can feel the comfort of it all set in.
It would've been incredibly difficult for them to be like this before, but now, being around Tony feels so easy. ]
So am I. [ He whispers, placing a small kiss on Tony's temple.
And honestly, once they're all settled and Steve has Tony in his arms again, he already knows that sooner or later, they'll both fall asleep. The weather is perfect, the heat their bodies make together is incredibly cozy, and he's ... happy. It's been a very long time since Steve has allowed himself to just be happy. ]
Do you have any idea— [ He asks, his voice quiet and intimate. ] —when it was, that I first thought you were ... very handsome?
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His smile widens, though, when Steve speaks and he turns to look at him curiously. ]
When? I mean if you don’t say right away I might be a bit offended. [ He’s joking, and it shows by the smartass smirk. ] But no, seriously. When was it? I am curious about that...
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After the Battle of New York. [ He answers, nostalgically. ] After Hulk ripped your faceplate off, and I was trying to figure out if there was any way to do CPR, even if I had to do it through your suit. But then Hulk screamed. [ He smiles. ] And you woke up.
Just like that. I thought. Boy. Tony Stark sure is handsome.
Maybe it was just the adrenaline and how much I wanted you to be alive. But then we went to that shawarma place later and everyone was so exhausted to their bones. I was too. But there were a couple times when I sneaked a look at you.
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Really? That early, huh? I’m flattered.
If I’m honest, i don’t think I ever thought you’d think of me in...you know. This way.
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[ When Tony admits he doesn't think Steve would ever think of him like this though, Steve just smiles and runs one of his hands through Tony's hair. ]
Honestly Tony. I never thought I would either, but ... that's mostly because I- well, let's just say that reciprocation is important to me. And I always kinda thought you just ... tolerated having me around.
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[ He closes his eyes briefly as Steve starts carding his fingers through his hair, his smile growing before he opens them again. Until Steve says that he thought he just tolerated him, and Tony is surprised again. ]
No, no. It was never ... that. We clashed, sure. We’re both too stubborn for our own good sometimes. But I’ve always thought very highly of you.
[ He makes a face, as if embarrassed to admit this, but... ]
I actually never figured you actually liked me. It always felt like we were too opposite for you to ... well. You know.
[ And then Siberia happened, which felt like it proved it, but he doesn’t mention that. It’s been too long, they’ve been moved on much much past that. He’ll never mention it, but that’s where his brain had gone to at the time. ]
Do you want to know when I started finding you attractive? It’s only fair if I share too, yeah?
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We disagreed a lot, didn't we? [ He asks in a light-hearted way that's only possible now, holding each other. ] But I always knew you were smart. Resourceful. That you'd never back down from protecting the people you love.
[ When Tony says he's always thought very highly of him though, Steve feels his heart melt a little. Even if it doesn't bother him anymore, he remembers how much Tony's comment about specialness and bottles had really stung. Back then, Steve hadn't been awake from the ice that long. He'd already been dealing with feeling obsolete and like he didn't belong. The comment about the bottle had felt like a stab at the last thing Steve had left: his identity. At the memory, Steve hugs Tony a little closer, breathing him in as he does. ]
I wish we'd had more time together. After Ultron, but before the whole mess with the Accords. I'm willing to bet a lot of things would've been different. As for liking you. [ Steve smiles empathetically. He knows what Tony means. He'd felt the same way, after all. ] If I'd known it was important to you, I would've told you. I think the closest I ever got to saying something like that was when I told you I'd miss you.
[ Steve grins again though when Tony asks if Steve wants to know his first moment, and if it's only fair that he shares too. The answer is a resounding: ] Yes. Definitely.
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[ He shifts his position slightly so he can be burrowed slightly closer against Steve. He’s so damn glad that all those stupid arguments and dumb insecurities are gone now. That they can do this. That they can feel this calm just holding each other. ]
I wish that, too. [ He pauses for a moment. ] I should have stayed, I just couldn’t. Hell, I was surprised after Ultron you didn’t kick me out. So I just kinda...kicked myself out before you could.
[ He stays silent for a moment before adding, as if to further explain himself. He had shared this with Strange on the way to Titan, but never with anyone else. Not even Pepper, who saw the worst of his PTSD and how much the battle in Manhattan had messed with him. It might not make much of a difference now, but at the same time maybe Steve would want to know this. One of the many dark corners of Tony Stark’s mind. ] I...had been trying to figure out a solution for Thanos since Manhattan, before I even knew his name. It messed with me more than I ever let on. And, I thought Ultron was the key. When it wasn’t, and it caused so much damage, I just couldn’t stay anymore. I felt like I was more of a liability to the team if I stayed. I wanted to, but I just. couldn’t.
[ His smile returns when Steve answers that he does want to know Tony’s answer, and he looks up at him. ]
Well. Very first time? I think I was twelve. I thought you were so hot, even in that old uniform of yours. You were my first inkling that maybe I wasn’t exactly heterosexual. After I met you, on the hellicarrier. When you went to talk with me after Fury’s big speech about heroes, and you were wearing that undershirt and your uniform pants... Not exactly the most appropriate time, but that’s kinda how my mind worked with you, apparently. Because when you ripped that log in half at Clint’s? I was mesmerized.
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For what it's worth. I never would've kicked you out. [ Steve's voice is still soft and quiet. Like everything he's saying is meant for Tony and only Tony. ] As bad as Ultron became, you also created his counterpart. Vision. He meant so much to all of us. To Wanda especially. [ Steve grins. ] Heck. Vision was worthy from the moment he was born. That's better than most of us. [ A pause. ] I've always wondered... You're so smart, Tony. Smarter than anyone I've ever known. You invent things that no one else has imagined, even when you have access to all the same basic parts. It must be hard. I bet—... I bet you always gotta go where your mind takes you.
[ But the story of when Tony first saw Steve, as a boy, just twelve years old, is so touching it makes Steve sigh against him. He smiles through the whole story and he can't help but kiss Tony multiple times as he tells it. At the end though, when Tony mentions him ripping that log in half, Steve's lips curl into a half smirk as he blushes just a little. ] Oh yeah? [ His voice gets just a little quieter, even if the smirk's still there. ] Did you ever think that years later, in a tent, that same guy would rip your shirt open? [ And yeah, Steve's bringing it up because he's starting to put the pieces together. Tony really likes it when he rips things. ]
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meanwhile, this mun took a nap on a couch
mmm nap 😴
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omg I'm so sorry my previous tag had so many typos
you’re fine! sorry about mine too though, that’s what i get for posting too early the in morning
SAME
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wow I also didn't mean to say "his feels" b/c Steve is not a millenial
it’s what being around each other does to them, they are going crazy ;)
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feel free to go vague and let time pass, I'm starting to set that up
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they're so soft and cute
yesss they’re adorable ❤️
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