Apartment Above Stark Industries, Christmas Eve Day

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Steve was packing up his sweaters and a few additional gifts he'd picked up at the suddenly convenient Christmas market (after having partaken in sausages, mulled wine, and every variety of crepe he could try) and called out into the rest of the apartment: "Tony--you ready yet?"

[OOC: For ALL the SP.]

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[imafuturist]

That market really was a nice little bonus for Christmas shopping, wasn't it?

"Coming!" Tony replied, trying to remember if he'd packed the gifts at the bottom of his luggage without having to take anything out.

It was a thing.

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"So's Christmas," Steve teased, sounding very pleased with himself.

[imafuturist]

"Ha. Ha. Ha," Tony drawled, hefting his bag.

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Steve came out with his small duffel (and a round portfolio case with his shield, just in case) and kissed Tony's cheek. "Did you go to the market?"

[imafuturist]

"And miss out on German food?" Tony replied. "I think not."

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"Did you have the sausages?" Steve asked. "And the pretzels? And the chestnuts? And the wine? And the crepes?"

Guess what Steve was doing, Tony.

[imafuturist]

Tony laughed, tugging him into another kiss. "And the church shaped waffles. And the marzipan. And the chocolates."

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"Which I definitely didn't buy you," Steve said very convincingly.

[imafuturist]

"Uh huh," Tony replied with a laugh. "And I certainly didn't get you any either."

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"I like the ones with the kirsch in them," Steve said, kissing him quickly.

[imafuturist]

"I'll be sure to not eat those," Tony promised, tugging on his arm to get moving.

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"I'm coming, I'm coming," Steve said.

[imafuturist]

"I booked us a nice, little room."

Meaning there was a private onsen for them and so, so much room.

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"I am very doubtful of that," Steve said, smiling fondly. "I'm sure it's gorgeous and beyond anything I can imagine."

[imafuturist]

"We can do a hot pot tonight too," Tony said with a cheerful little bounce. He really enjoyed sharing new things with Steve.

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Steve grinned at that little bounce. "You're looking forward to that. Lead on."

[imafuturist]

"I hope you packed warm," Tony warned him, tugging them along to the portal there. "Gets cold with the winds coming off from Russia."

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"I packed all of the sweaters," Steve assured him with a grin.

[imafuturist]

"Be still my heart," Tony replied with a bright laugh.

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"There's a new one, too," Steve said, smiling sheepishly. "Nat insisted."

[imafuturist]

Tony raised his eyebrows, trying not to grin. "Oh, Nat did?"

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"I showed her the white sweater and she seemed determined to top Jan," Steve said.

It was a very healthy cross-dimensional friendship.

[imafuturist]

"Should I be worried about this competition?" Because neither of them lost gracefully.

[heroic_jawline]

"Maybe a little bit," Steve admitted, wincing.

[imafuturist]

"So long as it gets you nice clothing, I'll allow it," Tony replied.