A Private Villa That Totally Cost Too Much, Amalfi Coast, Italy - Sunday Morning

[imafuturist]

Tony had promised to go all out for Steve's birthday and goddamnit, he was doing just what he promised.

He'd probably have to get JARVIS to not spill how much it cost, though. Yeah, that was going on the list.

But it was more than worth the view, watching the sun rise with a cup of coffee while Steve finished up his usual morning marathon.

[for the guy and the slowest of play]

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[heroic_jawline]

"Your Buck seemed pretty set on me leavin' him alone," Steve murmured.

[imafuturist]

"My Bucky has a warehouse full of issues with you," Tony corrected. "Him. Its complicated."

[heroic_jawline]

"It feels wrong," Steve said quietly. "Like having a part of my body not working right, having him be upset with me. Exasperated, all the time. But actually angry?" He pressed his lips together. "Avoiding me? No."

[imafuturist]

"He's not the person he once was," Tony replied, running a soothing hand over Steve's shoulders. "Neither are you."

[heroic_jawline]

Steve sighed, closing his eyes. "In my head, I know. My gut's still taking it awfully personally."

[imafuturist]

"No one gets under your skin more than family," he said, kissing Steve on the cheek again.

[heroic_jawline]

"Ain't that the truth," Steve muttered.

[imafuturist]

"Want me to try again with him?" Tony asked, stretching up so he could kiss him on the temple.

If he played his cards right, he might be able to get Barton to get on Romanoff's case. Who would in turn get on Barnes'.

If it worked and didn't explode in some weird love triangle.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve sighed and closed his eyes. "You think he won't figure out that I'm asking?"

[imafuturist]

"Oh, he'll know," Tony replied with a shrug. "I'm used to this game."

[heroic_jawline]

"Then do it," Steve said. "Lord knows he already knows I'm stubborn."

[imafuturist]

"Consider it done," Tony said, kissing him gently. Because it was probably a little sad all that he would do to make Steve happy.

[heroic_jawline]

"Thank you," Steve whispered, kissing him back.

[imafuturist]

"But for now... you are on vacation, my dearest," Tony said, pushing himself up onto his elbows to kiss him again and then again.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve smiled and kissed him back. "The best vacation."

The only one he'd ever had.

[imafuturist]

Tony would very gladly fix that problem for him. "Cuore mio," he said, smiling back at him.

[heroic_jawline]

"Cushlamachree," Steve replied fondly, giving the Irish a more Brooklyn edge.

[imafuturist]

Which made it purely Steve to Tony.

"Get cleaned off," Tony said with a wide, bright grin. "I plan on pampering you all week long."

[heroic_jawline]

"Will there be snacks?" Steve asked, grinning back.

[imafuturist]

"I--" Tony leaned in for another kiss as he shifted off Steve's body and onto the bed. "--am going to handfeed you fruit and chocolate."

[heroic_jawline]

"That sounds like exactly what I need right now," Steve said. "I'll hop in the shower and be back in about...four and a half minutes?"

[imafuturist]

"Deal," Tony replied, kissing him again before rolling off the bed to hunt down a different shower. "I'll meet you on the veranda."

Hopefully Steve remembered where that was. Also what that was.

[heroic_jawline]

"That's outside, right?" Steve checked.

[imafuturist]

"Balcony," he amended without skipping a beat.

[heroic_jawline]

"I knew that!" Steve said.

Nooooot really, nope.