Stark Industries, Saturday afternoon

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Steve came into the shop and let his shield drop to the ground with a muted clang. He wiped at the dust on his face, then squared his shoulders with visible effort and called out, "Tony? You around?"

Another lead, another fruitless Bucky search, this time in stupidly muggy Singapore. Steve needed a shower, a pizza or three, and a nap.

And a hug, but he was kind of hoping he wouldn't need to ask for one of those.

"I'm back!" he added a little needlessly.

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"That sounds swell," Steve said, mostly to watch Tony's smile.

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'Swell' was just the sort of word that made him laugh.

"C'mon," he said, reluctantly letting go of that towel to get one for himself to dry off padded out if the bathroom. "I'm stealing your clothes."

Because it would literally never lose its appeal to.

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"I'm gonna run out of sweatpants," Steve teased him, swatting Tony's ass as he walked nearby.

And what a tragedy that would be.

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"I'll buy you new ones for me to steal," Tony said, starting a little and laughing as he moved a little faster. "You're just upset you can't steal mine without ripping them."

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"I leave the pants ripping to Bruce," Steve agreed, grinning. "You just want to buy me pants with little shields on them, don't you?"

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"It'd be cute!" That was not a denial. "I could get you some red and gold ones instead."

Yeah, Tony looked into that idea as well as he shamelessly stole a pair of sweats that might have been from SHIELD.

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"So you'd get Iron Man sweatpants for me just so you can steal them for yourself," Steve summarized with a chuckle. "I love you."

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"I'd let you wear them mostly," Tony replied. "The ones with little shields in them, however... those I'm going to steal immediately."

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Steve leaned in and kissed him again. "I'm really good with you wearing my shield."

Slightly possessive dork that he was.

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"Oh, I like when you get territorial," Tony said, biting at his bottom lip. Which was of course when the delivery guy had to ring. "Be a dear and grab that bottle of lube for after we eat?"

Yeah, Tony was super helpful in keeping Steve focused.

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Yeah, that definitely got Steve's attention. "So...I'll do that now and you'll deal with the delivery, right?"

Because his brain had temporarily short-circuited.

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"Got it in one," Tony said, pulling on the nearest shirt to go do that. He wasn't laughing at Steve's response. At least not until he was safely down the hall.

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Steve flopped down on his bed with a low groan before finally getting up and finding the new lube--and some pants.

A shirt seemed like too much effort.

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The shirt was just a bridge too far, but Tony appreciated the effort with those pants.

Tony gave him an appreciative once over as he put the food down to dig into.

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"Mmm, food," Steve said, giving Tony a slow smile back. "Thank you."

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What next? A careful stretch to show off?

"You'll need your energy."

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Steve smiled again. "You've got plans, huh?"

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"I have ideas, for full on plans you'll need to give me at least an hour's warning in advance." So he could romance the crap out of you, Steve.

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"I'll try to remember to text next time," Steve promised. "Natasha was making me play Words with Friends."

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"I don't know if that's better or worse than Snapchat, honestly," Tony replied, digging into a container of soup. Because they apparently ordered most of the menu.

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Well, it was just so hard to choose!

"I don't think I've used Snapchat," Steve said.

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Also someone in the room ate more food than entire herd of teenagers.

"Good. Don't start. Jan tried to get the team on it and it ended with so many broken phones."

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"Why?" Steve asked, pulling the nearest food container close and proceeding to inhale it.

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"It turned into a contest," Tony said gravely.

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"Did the Avengers get competitive?" Steve asked, laughing. "I'm shocked."