Apartment Above Stark Industries, Saturday Afternoon

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The storm outside had knocked out the power, but Tony had worked hard on having reduncancies in place for his lab and the apartment.

Sadly that didn't seem to matter when Fandom was being Fandom, so he was bundled up in a winter coat as he worked on converting a lamp into a space heater. It was at 1.0, so there was still room for improvement there. Possibly five different iterations before he would be satisfied with what he'd made.

"It's supposed to be spring," he muttered under his breath angrily.

[For the half frozen guy!]

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[heroic_jawline]

Steve was under about seven blankets on the sofa and was totally fine, okay. He was warm, he was very definitely not dwelling on being sunk in the North Atlantic, he was fine.

Also, shut up.

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It wasn't Tony's fault that the fireplace thing skipped them over because it didn't match the aesthetic of the apartment.

"You doing okay over there?"

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"I'm fine," Steve called back, "and if you tell me what fine stands for, I'll throw a shoe at you."

You know, like normal people say.

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"Love you too," Tony said dryly, only a few minutes from completing the roughest space heater he'd built while in this country.

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"Sorry," Steve mumbled, pulling the blankets a little closer around him.

But he was just dandy. Really.

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"I'm not mad," Tony said in case he was worried. He winced as something shocked him, but that wasn't important as the little device hummed to life, heating up slowly. "Got something for you!"

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"Is it you?" Steve asked a little plaintively.

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"An a space heater for you," Tony said, picking it up to go join him.

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Steve's expression softened. "Really? You did that for me?"

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"Of course," Tony said like it has never been in question he'd do that. "I'll make a better one once we get you warmed up."

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"I'm okay now," Steve said stubbornly, "...but thank you. That was really incredible of you to do."

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"Tada," he said putting it at Steve's feet.

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Steve almost looked happy enough to cry. Or sad enough to cry. His face was doing some things.

"Thank you," he repeated, putting his feet as close as he could without burning them. "Sit with me?"

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"Let me into your blanket pile," he replied, undoing his winter coat to add it to the pile of things keeping Steve warm. "I'll be quick."

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"That's what she said," Steve teased, smiling as he moved the blankets up for Tony to get under.

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"I am deeply distressed that you're using that joke," Tony said, pressing up against him as much as possible to conserve body heat.

Yeah, just for that.

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Steve wrapped both arms around Tony, pulling him even closer. "Thank you for the heater," he murmured, leaning in to kiss him.

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"Can't have you turning into a Capsicle or something," Tony replied, humming happily into the kiss.

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"Again," Steve said with a little shiver.

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"Not on my watch," Tony said firmly, kissing Steve's neck.

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Steve ran his fingers through Tony's hair and closed his eyes. "I love you so much."

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"You're just happy I'm warming you up," he teased playfully.

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"That's only about 40 percent of it," Steve said.

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"Is the other 60 percent about keeping you well fed?" Tony asked, smiling against Steve's shoulder.

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"That's 30," Steve said. "The other 30 is how you take such good care of me, even when I'm grumpy about it."