Lab Beneath Stark Industries, Saturday Morning

[imafuturist]

After a phone call from Carol had him packing up a few tools and not at all preening that she called him rather than Reed to help out in a professional capacity, Tony paused for a moment to recall a conversation he'd had with Steve in recent months.

"JARVIS, could you you a dear and find Steve for me? Short turn around."

And JARVIS, of course, understood perfectly what he meant. And only half because Tony built him! "Of course, sir."

"Thanks," he replied with a grin, adding a few more things he might need as he waited for Steve.

[For that guy!]

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[heroic_jawline]

"You rang, dearest?" Steve teased, popping his head into the lab a few minutes later.

[imafuturist]

"Errand to run. Want to tag along?" Oh, he was going to drag out the surprise, wasn't he?

[heroic_jawline]

"Sure," Steve said with an easy smile. "Groceries or something? I used up the last of the protein powder when I came back from my run."

[imafuturist]

"We can do groceries on the way back," Tony promised, rolling his eyes at the mere mention of more of that horrible stuff in his home. It offended him on a taste level. "Carol needs some repairs. You can tag along if that won't be too boring for you."

You know, Carol who worked in space.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve's eyes lit up. "Where's Carol now?"

[imafuturist]

"Orbiting the planet, I'd wager," Tony replied with a grin. "I'm pretty sure JARVIS never returned that quinjet he stole."

"Merely borrowed, sir."

See, he got that from Tony.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve burst out laughing. "Just borrowed, huh, JARVIS? I'm sure the paperwork's all in order."

He was practically bouncing on his toes. "We can go to space?"

[imafuturist]

"We can go to space," Tony replied, smiling at how eager Steve was about this. "Brand may give you the stink-eye, fair warning."

[heroic_jawline]

"I can deal with some stink-eye to see space," Steve said. "Why will Brand be unhappy, though?"

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"Brand is always unhappy about something," Tony said with a dismissive way, shouldering the bag once all the tools he might need were packed away. "She's like Fury, but in space."

Also green hair.

[heroic_jawline]

"Fury in space. That'll be an interesting person to meet," Steve said, smiling. "When do we go? Now?"

Please say now, Tony.

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"I mean, if you really need that protein powder now, we can get groceries first..."

Tony was a cruel man.

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"You're not as funny as you think you are," Steve said, kissing his cheek. "We can get groceries on our way back. From space."

Eeee. Space.

[imafuturist]

Tony grinned, touching the spot Steve kissed like a lovesick idiot as he shouldered past the man. "C'mon then."

[heroic_jawline]

"To space," Steve repeated, grinning back.

[imafuturist]

Tony laughed and held the door open to him. JARVIS would have the jet waiting for them at the Causeway. "You are like a kid on Christmas morning."

[heroic_jawline]

"It's not everyday that a fella gets to go to space," Steve said. "Well, maybe it is for you..."

[imafuturist]

"Admittedly, my time in space has involved being kidnapped or thwarting an intergalactic war," Tony replied, leading him along.

[heroic_jawline]

"Let's say no to more kidnappings," Steve said.

[imafuturist]

It wasn't like Tony wanted to be kidnapped!

"You'll protect me from evil aliens, right?"

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"Of course I would," Steve said without a pause.

[imafuturist]

"Then I'll be just fine," Tony replied with complete confidence in him.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve's ears went pink. "Let's just hope we don't show mid-alien invasion."

And now you've jinxed it, Steve.

[imafuturist]

"Well, it was fine when I talked to her ten minutes ago."

Jinxed them even more.

[heroic_jawline]

"Oh, then I'm sure it'll be fine," said Steve like a dumbass.