Apartment Above Stark Industries, Saturday morning [Oh God, so early]

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The sun was barely peaking up over the horizon when Steve popped up out of bed. "Tony," he said, shaking him awake. "Tony, Tony, Tooooony."

Steve was even more of a morning person when he was nine! Good luck with that, Tony.

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[imafuturist]

"You can have as much as you want," Tony replied, eyeing the goop of his oatmeal attempt. "Save me a slice or two."

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"I'll save more than that," Steve promised. "I don't want a tummy ache."

[imafuturist]

"Okay, so a happy medium of bacon."

Which was still probably a lot.

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"Maybe three pieces?" Steve asked, still feeling impossibly greedy.

[imafuturist]

"Three is good," Tony replied solemnly, turning to face him with a bowl of oatmeal that was probably better than wallpaper paste.

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Steve looked at the bowl of oatmeal. "Are you sure Ma didn't show you how to make it?"

Because it totally looked like that at home.

[imafuturist]

It would be a new layer of weird to have Tony know Sarah Rogers like Steve knew Howard Stark.

"I would only be so lucky."

[heroic_jawline]

"She would like you," Steve said, nodding.

[imafuturist]

"You think so?" Tony asked as he finally got his life nourishing coffee

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Steve nodded. "You listen," he said earnestly. "And you know how to make bacon."

[imafuturist]

Tony smiled at that. "The bacon is the important part," he said, stealing a piece.

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"That one was mine!" Steve said, laughing.

[imafuturist]

"See, you need to put your name on it so I don't make that mistake," Tony chided with a little grin.

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"How about if I do this instead?" Steve asked, reaching over and licking two of the pieces. "Bucky taught me that!"

Of course he had.

[imafuturist]

"I am so unsurprised by this," Tony said. Because he so wasn't.

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Steve laughed, chomping happily on his first piece of bacon. "You know Bucky?"

[imafuturist]

"I know Bucky," he confirmed, leaning back against the counter and sipping his coffee. "We could see if he's around this weekend if you want."

[heroic_jawline]

"We should save him some bacon," Steve decided.

[imafuturist]

"We can also bring him donuts." Because he would shove food at two Great Depression urchins. So help him.

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"Maaaaybe there will be bacon and donuts together," Steve said, eyes lighting up.

Original Brooklyn hipster.

[imafuturist]

He really, really was and it was precious.

"You know what. I think we might be able to swing that."

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Steve beamed at him. "You're the best."

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Tony snorted, leaning over to ruffle his hair. "I'm okay."

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Steve frowned at him. "You're better than just okay," he said earnestly.

[imafuturist]

"Only in the eyes of important people," Tony replied. Because Steve was precious at any age, really.