Steve Rogers (
heroic_jawline) wrote2022-03-28 03:05 pm
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Apartment Above Stark Industries, Monday afternoon
Steve was supposed to be in upstate New York right now, but a series of, um, illuminating text messages from Tony had made him change plans on Sunday.
And now here he was in bed, drinking Gatorade, looking for sofa replacements on his phone and trying not to die of blushing.
[OOC: For that guy and it's that week, so guess where this would be going. NSFW, eventually.]
And now here he was in bed, drinking Gatorade, looking for sofa replacements on his phone and trying not to die of blushing.
[OOC: For that guy and it's that week, so guess where this would be going. NSFW, eventually.]
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Hidden in the back of the kitchen.
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His stomach made vaguely embarrassing gurgle noises in agreement.
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And have JARVIS order something.
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Steve happily steamed up the entire bathroom as he filled the tub and added bubbles.
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Tony returned with what he could scrounge up that was chocolatey and filling enough to tide Steve over while their order went out. "You look cozy."
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Because that was a lobster boil, steve.
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"Did I hear you ordering?" Steve asked hopefully.
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