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Yeah turns out that pizza box? Well turns out the Romanian police were waiting to raid Tates apartment, but they needed proof that he was in the country. That's a pizza brand unique to Romania.

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Steve chuckled, “I don’t know Tony. All these OSHA laws now- makes hanging around in just an undershirt and some jeans with a hardhat more difficult.” He teased, enjoying the meal himself. “Though I’m sure if you really wanted you could find me a project where you could see me from your window.” He winked at the other man and chuckled again softly.

“Hell- you should see me in an apron.”

Tony glanced over, chuckling softly and shook his head slightly. “That’s such a shame, though you know, Steve… if I really wanted to, I could just put you to work on projects here in the Tower. And I wouldn’t allow you to wear a shirt,” he commented absently.

He took another drink from his glass and watched the other male carefully over the rim of his glass. His eyes glinted slightly mischievously. “I’m sure that I could think of something for you to do around here so that I could watch you muscle around…”

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Steve gave Tony an amused look. “I’m sure you could.” He agreed “but I think you might have to fight some of the other teams around the city.” He laughed softly and gave the man a wink. “But they work regular hours- city ordinances about noise after all. Which means I’m free and clear after that, if you wanted.”

He ate some more of his food and took a drink as he considered. “Though now I’m curious. What exactly did you have in mind?”

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“Well, there are some things I’m rebuilding myself. Wouldn’t hurt to have a little muscle around though, Tony stated with a smirk as he watched the other man finishing up his own food and leaning back in his chair. "You think I’d let just anyone work around in my lab? Hell no. Some stuff I need in there is delicate machinary. But… some of it is also pretty heavy.”

He picked up his glass, slowly swirling the whiskey around inside of it with a smirk. “And you never know… maybe while we’re working I could find you a matching lace suit to mine and we could dress up together,” he added, finishing off the rest of his drink with a broad smirk.

starofhonor

He’d been midsip when Tony said it and in his attempt to prevent a spit take it instead came out his nose, leaving it burning.

“Oh sweet Jesus that burns.” He hissed and rubbed at his face. “You can’t just say stuff like that Stark.” He said laughing “not that I’m opposed- just surprised you’ve got a matching version of your lace in my size.”

His eyes raised and gave Tony a slow once over. “You wear ‘em under your clothes or is this a ‘let me slip into something more comfortable’ situation?” He said with a growing smirk.

trust-my-glorious-purpose

“I think the only reason you like me is because you’re not supposed to.” Loki studied Steve over his copy of the file brief. They were both working on the same assignment from S.H.I.E.L.D. but Loki could tell that the captain had been distant with him lately. For the most part, they had a fairly good working relationship, occasionally sharing witty and snarky banter that Loki enjoyed. But, Loki knew he was not completely trusted, even by Steve who had taken a liking to him after a lot of work. He set his copy of the file down and directed all of his attention towards Steve. “My days of villainy are far behind me, Captain, surely my past can be forgiven. Especially after all the work I’ve done with you and the Avengers. Besides, I don’t like when you shut down on me. You remind me of Thor when you get like this. So surly.” There was a hint of a smile as he spoke, letting Steve know he wasn’t trying to be too harsh with him.

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Steve blinked, looking up at Loki when he heard him speak. “I know they are Loki- though I wonder if you’ll ever be able to leave mischief behind” the twinkling in his eyes said plainly that continued mischief he had no qualms against.

“I didn’t mean to shut down on you- I’ve just got a lot on my mind. I tend to withdraw when that happens. It’s absolutely not a you thing.”

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starofhonor:

Steve chuckled, “I don’t know Tony. All these OSHA laws now- makes hanging around in just an undershirt and some jeans with a hardhat more difficult.” He teased, enjoying the meal himself. “Though I’m sure if you really wanted you could find me a project where you could see me from your window.” He winked at the other man and chuckled again softly.

“Hell- you should see me in an apron.”

Tony glanced over, chuckling softly and shook his head slightly. “That’s such a shame, though you know, Steve… if I really wanted to, I could just put you to work on projects here in the Tower. And I wouldn’t allow you to wear a shirt,” he commented absently.

He took another drink from his glass and watched the other male carefully over the rim of his glass. His eyes glinted slightly mischievously. “I’m sure that I could think of something for you to do around here so that I could watch you muscle around…”

starofhonor

Steve gave Tony an amused look. “I’m sure you could.” He agreed “but I think you might have to fight some of the other teams around the city.” He laughed softly and gave the man a wink. “But they work regular hours- city ordinances about noise after all. Which means I’m free and clear after that, if you wanted.”

He ate some more of his food and took a drink as he considered. “Though now I’m curious. What exactly did you have in mind?”

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starofhonor:

Steve laughed. “Well wouldn’t you? Famous AI of a notoriously good tipper with a good taste in food? It’s practically a badge of honor to get a takeout order from Tony Stark.”

“Well I like to keep busy you know. Just keep my hands going. I may not know all of the fancy tech you’re putting in but I do know my way around a hammer and rivet gun.” He said laughing. “I’d like to think I’ve been keeping out from being underfoot too much though.”

Tony smirked a bit and laughed. “I think they’re less excited about Jarvis and more excited about the fact that I pay them very well, yes,” He added, digging into the dinner that Steve had made for them both and looking at him across the table. He tilted his head a bit and shrugged slightly.

“Again, not sure if it’s about the fame of the name or the price I pay.” Most people looked at him and saw either Stark Industries or Iron Man. Very few people actually saw Tony Stark. Anthony Edward Stark was a mystery to most people. Sometimes Tony preferred it that way, others… he hated it.

“I’m glad you’ve been able to do that then,” Tony said, wiping his mouth with a napkin as he chewed. “Plenty of rebuilding projects all around the city, I’m sure they’d all be so very happy to have Steve Rogers, Captain America hoist up building walls while they hammer things into place. Just sayin’, I wouldn’t mind watching that myself,” Tony added with a smirk as he looked at the other man.

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Steve chuckled, “I don’t know Tony. All these OSHA laws now- makes hanging around in just an undershirt and some jeans with a hardhat more difficult.” He teased, enjoying the meal himself. “Though I’m sure if you really wanted you could find me a project where you could see me from your window.” He winked at the other man and chuckled again softly.

“Hell- you should see me in an apron.”

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starofhonor:

“I made sure to get some.” Steve explained “it’s good for a quick pick me up if I need the sugar.”

Steve gave a soft chuckle and a slight shake of his head. That Tony was constantly going like that wasn’t healthy. He wondered if there was ever something that let the man relax a bit and switch his brain off, even for just a few moments.

“Chicken with penne pasta in a cream sauce with sun dried tomatoes, caramelized onions and some capers.” He laughed.

“Sounds delicious,” Tony said happily, grinning over at Steve. “Good thing you’re here or it’d be take-out again. I swear every restaurant in the city gets excited when they hear Jarvis on the phone,” he stated, laughing simply as he moved with his plate to the table. “So tell me Cap, how have you been lately? Haven’t really seen you since this place was in shambles, did you give the workers a lot of trouble?” He remembered that Steve had said he wanted to help with the reconstruction. “You been helping out my teams around the city?” Of course, he knew that Steve had, he had gotten reports of it. But it was still good to hear it from Steve himself.

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Steve laughed. “Well wouldn’t you? Famous AI of a notoriously good tipper with a good taste in food? It’s practically a badge of honor to get a takeout order from Tony Stark.”

“Well I like to keep busy you know. Just keep my hands going. I may not know all of the fancy tech you’re putting in but I do know my way around a hammer and rivet gun.” He said laughing. “I’d like to think I’ve been keeping out from being underfoot too much though.”

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starofhonor:

“… You can have water or juice.” Steve threw a teasing smile back at him. “But we can scotch after. I want you to be able to taste my cooking after all.”

“How you holding up by the way? You’ve been going nonstop for months.” He asked and steered Tony over to where he’d plated them up food already. “If you want seconds there’ll be plenty left.” Steve assured him.

“… water or juice? Do we even have juice here? I thought the only juice that was here was in the bar and was used for mixed drinks…” Tony stated, raising an eyebrow at the other man. “I don’t particularly want either of those things. I’ll go get a scotch.” He pushed away from the counter then and walked over to a wooden cabinet with glass doors and opened them to reveal a stash of liquor and glasses. “I can taste just fine,” he stated, picking up the bottle of scotch and grabbing two glasses. He made his way over to the table then, setting the glasses down. He glanced over at the other man as he asked how he had been doing. “I’m always going non-stop, Cap. This isn’t a new thing. You just weren’t around before to see it.” He smirked a bit, eyeing the plates of food. “So… what is it?”

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“I made sure to get some.” Steve explained “it’s good for a quick pick me up if I need the sugar.”

Steve gave a soft chuckle and a slight shake of his head. That Tony was constantly going like that wasn’t healthy. He wondered if there was ever something that let the man relax a bit and switch his brain off, even for just a few moments.

“Chicken with penne pasta in a cream sauce with sun dried tomatoes, caramelized onions and some capers.” He laughed.

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starofhonor:

Steve turned his head when Tony came in, smiling at the other man.

“Hungry work dealing with people huh?” He teased and moved away from the stove to grab a second plate. “Sure is though. Glad to see you eating. I was starting to think you ran purely off coffee and adrenaline.” The tease was gentle, though Steve did give a subtle look over the man. Dashing as always- even if he looked exhausted.

Humming softly Steve plated them both up a good portion and set the plate and some silverware down in front of Tony. “What can I grab you to drink?” He asked and gave a little grin “and don’t say coffee.”

“Why not? Coffee is good,” Tony said with a smirk as he leaned against the counter next to Steve as he peered into the pan to see what he was cooking. “And I eat… just, I usually order out,” he added, shrugging with one shoulder as he crossed his arms across his chest. He was still wearing his usual business suit since he had been at the office and looked Steve over casually before looking back to the food. “If coffee is out, I don’t suppose scotch on the rocks would be a good substitute?” He smirked at the star-spangled man then.

starofhonor

“… You can have water or juice.” Steve threw a teasing smile back at him. “But we can scotch after. I want you to be able to taste my cooking after all.”

“How you holding up by the way? You’ve been going nonstop for months.” He asked and steered Tony over to where he’d plated them up food already. “If you want seconds there’ll be plenty left.” Steve assured him.

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Better As Two

The Tower was almost fully repaired by now, but Tony was hardly spending any time there. There was too much reconstruction, too much work to be done to help New York recover from the Chitauri attack, even now, several months later. Tony spent most of his time at the office now, barely sleeping or even eating, which was really getting to him. Walking into the newly rebuilt penthouse was a bit of a relief actually. Built to new specifications to house the Avengers now more than just himself. So he was not all that surprised when he walked into the kitchen and found that there was someone else there. He walked forward, setting down his coat and briefcase on the table with a small smirk. “Making anything good, Cap? And more importantly… is there enough for two?” @starofhonor

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Steve turned his head when Tony came in, smiling at the other man.

“Hungry work dealing with people huh?” He teased and moved away from the stove to grab a second plate. “Sure is though. Glad to see you eating. I was starting to think you ran purely off coffee and adrenaline.” The tease was gentle, though Steve did give a subtle look over the man. Dashing as always- even if he looked exhausted.

Humming softly Steve plated them both up a good portion and set the plate and some silverware down in front of Tony. “What can I grab you to drink?” He asked and gave a little grin “and don’t say coffee.”

I am not dead and Steve’s starting to peak his head up again.

I can’t promise anything extravagant but if you’re interested in having a thread with him please drop me a message and we can work out a plot <3

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- Now I’m fucked up, and I’m missing you (x)

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so I’m picturing a falcon and winter soldier era thing, except Steve isn’t old, he came back to Bucky at the end of endg*me. He’s just waiting at home because it’s his turn to watch the cat. And in the quiet, gray dark, Bucky’s getting ready to leave, dressing in tactical gear when Steve stirs in their bed. Bucky promises, “be back soon, doll,” bending down to kiss the corner of Steve’s mouth as it pulls down into a pout.

And Steve makes him promise to be careful before tugging at his arm and asking, “gimme another kiss?” Sam’s waiting on Bucky, but this is more important. So he brushes Steve’s hair off his forehead and kisses the skin there, his temple, his cheek, his smile as Steve says, “Love ya, jerk.”

Bucky says “love you, punk. Back in two days, tops.”

And it hurts to leave Steve and Alpine behind in that big, warm bed, but he has to — because he’s making the world a little safer for them.

But maybe he’s gone a few days longer than he expects, so he comes home with flowers. Daisies because Steve likes those. He comes in quietly, in case Steves sleeping, because it’s 3am. But Steve had been on the couch trying to wait up for him, because he doesn’t wanna go to bed without him again.

Steve’s up and across the floor as soon as the lock clicks. He waits for Bucky to lock the door behind him, because Steve knows he needs to. Because for some reason it makes him feel just a little safer. Steve’s already giving him a once over for injuries as he takes his jacket off, but he’s okay. Only a little scraped and bruised. And he’s all keyed up, still got a system full of adrenaline and he’s been missing Steve so bad. He’s too old for this shit and he’s tired. But he’s okay because when he falls into bed it’s with the love of his life. He’s okay because he’s got a husband and a cat and an annoying co-worker that he only pretends to hate sometimes. He’s okay because the million bad things he’s seen come in equal measure with a million good things.

Idk I have a lot of thoughts.