dr doom at a gala: anthony, there you are. you always did clean up well. *puts his hands on the curve of tony's back* -- tony, clearly seeing the potential to get latverian government secrets: victor. lovely to see you again, it's been too long. -- steve: back off, he's taken -- dr doom, sliding his hands up higher on tony's back: someone's very tense, hmm? -- steve, losing it: *just fucking decks doom in the face* -- tony: ONE gala. all i want is for ONE gala to go right, for fuck's sake steve.
Steve just grumbles and picks at his scabbed knuckles while Tony scolds him from the front seat. It clearly goes in one ear and out the other bc Steve will literally punch anyone who touches Tony inappropriately, while Tony's like "LET ME DO MY JOB"