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]

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.

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Steve sat up taller in his chair and puffed his chest out a bit. "You think I'm important?"

[imafuturist]

"I know you are," Tony said with another hair ruffle.

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Steve batted at his hair. "Hey."

[imafuturist]

It was just turnabout!

"Might want to brush your hair before we go anywhere."

[heroic_jawline]

"To find Bucky?" Steve asked eagerly. "Or to go exploring?"

[imafuturist]

"We could do both of those things."

And it would involve shoving more food at Steve.

"But we'll need to find you a jacket."

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"I already have two sweaters on," Steve said, sounding long-suffering.

[imafuturist]

"But it's cold out." So maybe put on another sweater.

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"It's not snowing," Steve argued.

[imafuturist]

"I'm putting on a jacket too." So there.

[heroic_jawline]

"But you're not already wearing two sweaters."

SO THERE.

Also in case Tony had ever wondered, Steve had always been that stubborn.

[imafuturist]

"I might be putting on those sweaters." He would not be.

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"I'll wait while you do," Steve said helpfully.

[imafuturist]

"...fine." Now he had to find some thin sweaters. Damn it, Steve.

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Steve beamed at him. "I'm gonna go find socks!" he said, heading back to the other bedroom. "Wow!" he called. "This bed is really big!"

If you think he's not jumping on it right now, Tony, it's like you don't even know him.

[imafuturist]

"Please don't fall off!" Tony called after him, wondering how Sarah Rogers managed this.

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"I'm fine!" Steve called back, followed, inevitably, by a heavy thunk. "I'm still okay!"

[imafuturist]

"That's good," Tony replied weakly. Then mouthed 'why?' Up at JARVIS like he was in charge of Steve's safety

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"Ow," Steve muttered, rubbing his elbow as he reemerged from the back room.

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"You didn't break anything, right?" Tony asked, only half teasing as he tugged on an MIT sweatshirt.

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"Me or the room?" Steve checked carefully.

[imafuturist]

"You. Stuff can be replaced." People, not so much.