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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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."

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Tony huffed out a little laugh, wriggling his hand through the blankets to cup the back of Steve's head. "You don't like the cold, of course I'd do something to help you out. You'd do the same for me."

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Steve was still half contemplating getting rid of bathtubs in general, so...yeah.

"I would," Steve murmured. "I'm still getting used to the idea of someone taking care of me back."

Somewhere Bucky was giving him such a stink-eye.

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God help him if Tony and Bucky teamed up against him. Wait. Wait. Was that why Civil War happened? To keep them from doing just that? You little shit, Steve.

"I'll make sure to keep it up until you're used to it."

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Steve leaned in and kissed him again. "Thanks."

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Tony smiled into that kiss, snuggling as close as he could manage as he warmed up. "I'll have a better space heater after I get the oven rigged up with power so we can eat."

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"Between you and the current little machine, I'm feeling a lot better," Steve admitted softly, "but eating would probably be a good idea.'

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"Got to keep those calories coming," Tony agreed. "Hopefully whatever this is will pass soon. If not, I'm taking you to a tropical island."

Who didn't want to end their winter on a tropical island?

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"That would be wonderful," Steve said. "I could go for some humidity right now."

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"Maybe a private beach where I can watch you get tan all over." He couldn't help himself, honestly.

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Steve laughed. "I'm too horribly Irish to tan, sweetheart," he said. "I freckle."

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"You say that like I won't enjoy that just as much," Tony replied. "I just tan like I'm George Hamilton like a good little Italian boy. Freckles are adorable."

Between Pepper and Steve, Tony would die from them.

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"Just what I've always wanted to be," Steve said dryly. "Adorable."

Though "hot like fire" didn't exactly enter into his vocabulary, either.

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"I could go with kissable," he offered. Helpfully.

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Steve's cheeks went pink. "I can agree to kissable," he said quietly.

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Tony enjoyed the blush about as much as he would enjoy the freckles. "I'm open to any other suggestions."

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"Well, a lesser man would make some kind of pass about how body heat warms people up fast," Steve said with a tiny smile. "You could see the freckles on my back that way."