New York City, Thursday Evening

[imafuturist]

Having a birthday on the 4th of July when you were also Captain America was A Thing. A hilarious, terrible thing.

But that didn't stop Tony (mostly Jan) from throwing him a birthday party with more doubles than strictly necessary. Their friend groups were weird.

The barbeque had gone one since the afternoon and now it was finally getting dark enough for the fireworks to cap off the celebration.

Tony staked out a couch for them both to enjoy the show now that it was slightly less unbearably hot. "C'mon, birthday boy."

[for the guy!]

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[heroic_jawline]

"We got off on the wrong foot," Steve said. "Take me and...Tony...as proof it doesn't have to keep going that way?"

[imafuturist]

"I'm flattered. Really." No, he was doing to usual avoidance of emotion because don't you give him hope of a meaningful friendship that totally won't be destroyed because of contrived bullshit.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve knew Tony (Tonys?) well enough by now to not buy into it.

"I won't tell anyone," he said with a grin. "Come get some tubular meat and we can see if Thor wants to put his hammer in an elevator."

[imafuturist]

"If we say it's for science..." He totally believed it would work.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve nodded, smiling wider. "It's very important that way."

He raised his voice. "Hey Thor!"

Two blonde heads looked up.

"My Thor!" he clarified.

[imafuturist]

The other Thor didn't pout. Too much.

"If I hear karaoke," Tony called from where he was comforting poor, poor Rhodey.

[heroic_jawline]

"I adore karaoke!" Thor boomed.

"Your fault," Steve singsonged, grinning fondly.

[imafuturist]

"Why do I think we're going to recieve noise complaints?" The Tony by his side asked, mostly sounding amused about it.

[heroic_jawline]

"Because you're a genius," Steve teased gently.

[imafuturist]

Tony shot him a look like he was testing that for mockery before finally smiling back. "Thor, buddy. We need to try something with your hammer."

Didn't even use 'Point Break!'

[heroic_jawline]

"What need have you for my hammer, friends?" Thor asked, clasping them each on the shoulders far too heartily.

"Ow," Steve gasped.

[imafuturist]

"Science?" Tony wheezed. Because he wasn't a super soldier, thanks.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve gave Tony a sympathetic smile. "Tony has a theory about the hammer he'd like to try out," he said to Thor. "It won't hurt it, I promise."

[imafuturist]

"Scout's honor," Tony said, butchering the salute.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve chuckled. "That was...close to right," he teased.

[imafuturist]

"Well, we can't all by Boy Scouts. It'd be a boring party."

With way less alcohol.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve grinned over at the group. "I don't think this can ever qualify as boring."

Thor laughed. "And I brought the mead, as requested! There shall be revels."

[imafuturist]

"Mead?" Tony asked, making a face. Clearly he'd never tried this kind before.

[heroic_jawline]

"It's strong enough to knock me over," Steve murmured with a smile as they walked towards the elevator. "Give it a tiny, careful try?"

[imafuturist]

Tony raised his eyebrows at that, holding his hand out for the ye olde bottle of mead. "Lets see."

[heroic_jawline]

Steve grinned as Thor handed it over. "Be careful," he repeated.

[imafuturist]

"Will do, Point Break," he said before taking a swig. And making a face like he'd just drunk moonshine. "Wow."

[heroic_jawline]

"Told you," Steve said, chuckling.

[imafuturist]

"Wow," he said again, finally wheezing.

[heroic_jawline]

"Good, huh?" Steve said, reaching for the bottle only half for Tony's own safety.