New York City, Sunday - NYE

[imafuturist]

So, a monkey wrench in the plan of celebrating the new year with Jan came in the form of figuring out how to get there. Because getting a taxi or an Uber tonight was just impossible without waiting an hour or so.

That lead to dragging Steve onto the wonder of public transportation to get them where they needed to go this evening. This evening that they were claiming was one of the coldest New Years Eve's in over a century. Which was just tons of fun all around.

Which was clearly the only reason that Tony's PDA game was strong as he held onto Steve on the back of the subway car to keep him warm and hide his face against Steve's chest a little.

It was New York, people had seen way worse.

"Next stop we just pay extra for an Uber," Tony informed him.

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[heroic_jawline]

Steve grinned back, snagging the crowbar and using it to wrap around lead baddy's wrists.

Like a show off.

[imafuturist]

"You get to pry open that door with your hands now," Tony informed him. Somewhere near the back of the train there were lights headed their way.

[heroic_jawline]

"Oops," Steve said, cheeks going pink above the scarf as he walked very quickly to the door and pried it open.

Like a dumbass.

[imafuturist]

"In, in," Tony said, laughing as he rushed after him. "I don't want to avoid getting arrested. Jan will have our heads."

[heroic_jawline]

"And we'll never get snacks," said the slightly tunnel-visioned Steve.

[imafuturist]

"I'm packing granola bars next time we go out." To protect everyone else from hangry Steve. "We can get a hotdog when we hit the surface if that'll keep you happy."

[heroic_jawline]

Steve lit up. "Yes, please. With mustard."

[imafuturist]

Tony laughed, grabbing onto Steve's jacket for a kiss. Because he was amazing and he had some adrenaline running through his system and needed to do something with it.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve kissed him back, running his hands along Tony's sides and then gently to the back of his head. "You're okay?"

[imafuturist]

"Bit of a goose egg for later, I'm sure," he said, wincing as Steve found the spot that he got hit.

[heroic_jawline]

"Vision okay?" he checked, looking worried.

[imafuturist]

"Really not my first time getting clocked in the head," Tony assured him. "Just won't be drinking tonight."

[heroic_jawline]

Steve leaned in and gave him another, more gentle kiss. "I'm still gonna worry."

[imafuturist]

"Mother hen," Tony replied, kissing him back. "Welcome to our lives. I usually have a very nice helmet to prevent this."

[heroic_jawline]

"Because I am a realistic person, I am not insisting you wear it all the time," Steve said, grinning. "So...getting the next train, or is the subway going to be as screwed up now as Uber?"

[imafuturist]

"Maybe if you show a little leg we can catch a cab," he teased.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve snorted. "If I show a little leg in this weather, I'll catch hypothermia for about ten minutes."

[imafuturist]

"Walking it is," Tony said with a grumpy sigh. "You'll have to stick close to keep me warm."

[heroic_jawline]

"Of course," Steve said, sliding his arm around Tony's waist. "Let's hurry before Jan starts blowing our phones up wondering where we are."

[imafuturist]

Tony hummed happily, leaning against him. Let him enjoy his rampant PDA, alright?

"I'll tell her we had to thwart crime."

[heroic_jawline]

"Will she be upset we didn't invite her?" Steve teased.

[imafuturist]

"Not if we say it was in a subway tunnel." Ugh, the smell in there.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve made a face. "That was an awful, awful smell," he said. "Even for a subway."

[imafuturist]

"And you're from Brooklyn, you know bad smells." Tony.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve put him in a friendly little headlock for that. "I have no idea why I put up with you," he said, laughing.