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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[imafuturist]

"You lean on me whenever you need it," Tony replied. "That's what we do."

You know. For two people who basically took all burdens onto themselves because they were made of issues.

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"That's what we do right now," Steve said with a wry little smile. He moved his arms a bit so he could curl them around Tony, hugging him close. "I really don't know how I'd be handling this without you."

So much more running. So much.

[imafuturist]

Possibly a beard made of sadness at some point?

Tony stretched up a little to kiss his forehead. "As well as I handle things when left alone?" he joked. Only it wasn't a joke because people were his scientific impulse control and he needed them around.

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Steve made a low, contented noise. "So...not great."

[imafuturist]

"Gee, you give yourself one untested, body augmenting nano-virus and suddenly you can't be left to your own devices," he teased.

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"Strange how that works, huh," Steve said, kissing him just a little possessively.

[imafuturist]

"Pot. Kettle," Tony replied, between kisses.

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"Big difference," Steve said, nipping down on Tony's lower lip. "I didn't inject myself."

Yeah, okay, Steve.

[imafuturist]

"Oh," Tony said with a laugh, dragging his nails down the nape of Steve's neck. "Big difference."

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"Huge," Steve agreed, shivering at the touch.

[imafuturist]

Tony was doing his very best not to make a joke about that.

"Massive," he settled on, mouth twitching to keep from laughing as he repeated that motion to get another shiver.

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"Really?" Steve asked, sliding his hand down and giving Tony a little squeeze. "We're doing dick jokes now?"

[imafuturist]

"I was resisting!" Tony said, scratching motion turning into holding onto the back of Steve's neck instead.

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"Not very hard--" Steve said, then snorted. "And I've walked into another one."

[imafuturist]

He did! Which was why Tony was holding onto him and dissolving into helpless laughter.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve kissed his forehead. "I love you," he said fondly.

[imafuturist]

"All for the dick jokes," Tony replied, pushing up to kiss him properly for that.

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"Despite the dick jokes," Steve said, kissing him back.

[imafuturist]

"Which is a shame because I love you for them." And a whole list of other reasons.

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Steve blushed as he smiled. "Really?"

[imafuturist]

"Well," Tony said, reaching up to brush his fingers through Steve's bangs. "I love when you surprise me with your sense of humor."

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Steve laughed. "I hope I can always surprise you," he said.

[imafuturist]

"Oh, you've consistently managed it so far," Tony replied with a smile. "Keeps me on my toes."

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"Someone has to," Steve said, kissing him softly. "You're too quick for just anyone."

[imafuturist]

"Flattery gets you everywhere with me," Tony replied, kissing him back and rolling them to be on top.