Apartment Above Stark Industries, Monday Morning

[imafuturist]

Well, that'd been an interesting end of the week.

Or something.

Tony was somehow still cleaning up after the party, frowning at the disturbing collection of chip flavors leftover from it.

"Maybe Kitty would like them?" he muttered to himself. Pregnant women were supposed to have odd cravings, right?

[for that fella!]

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"Just try not to start too many fights, string bean," he teased back at him.

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"I don't start them," Steve said airily. "I just don't tend to let people's bad behavior stand."

He was terrifying on Reddit.

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"Mmhmm," Tony totally agreed.

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Steve wrinkled his nose up. "I feel like you're humoring me."

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"Would I ever do that?" Yes, probably.

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"Maybe a few times," Steve said, taking him by the hand and dragging him to the sofa. More clean-up could wait.

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Well, Tony was just forced to go along with that. "Only a few," he agreed.

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"Thank you for humoring me," Steve said, giving him a smacking kiss on the cheek.

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Tony laughed, pushing him back to toss his legs over Steve's lap. "Does that mean we've become domestic?"

[heroic_jawline]

"We've always been domestic, sweetheart," Steve said fondly.

It was one of his very favorite things. Shh.

[imafuturist]

"Even the kinky parts?" Tony just had to tease, kissing him on the cheek.

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"Maybe not those," Steve said, blushing hard.

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"I'm sure we could make that domestic somehow," he said, cupping Steve's cheek and stifling a grin. "I already call you 'dear'."

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"You do," Steve agreed. "Keep mentioning chocolate too, which is practically like eating a meal--"

It wasn't remotely like eating and you knew it, Steve.

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Tony tucked his face in against Steve's shoulder to laugh at that. "Should I bring you a drink and the newspaper next time you come back from a mission?"

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"And my slippers," Steve said. "Do I even own slippers?"

[imafuturist]

"I'll buy you slippers," Tony replied. "Maybe a smoking jacket too."

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"I don't smoke and more," Steve said with a grin.

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"I cannot believe you smoked to begin with," Tony said, looking like someone told him Santa wasn't real.

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"In my defense, I was told to do that by a doctor," Steve said.

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Tony huffed, shifting to get comfortable basically curling up all around and on top of him. "Ugh, the dark ages."

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"It wasn't all bad," Steve said, tucking his head on top of Tony's.

[imafuturist]

Aggressive cuddling in the face of moderate trauma was a normal thing, right?

"Oh? Do tell."

[heroic_jawline]

It was normal for them!

"Well, celery soda, for one--" Steve teased.

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"Nope," Tony cut him off immediately, silencing him with a kiss.