Apartment Above Stark Industries, Thursday Evening

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JARVIS and the Mouse overlord had pushed some older movies up into Steve's List of Things to Watch to Understand Tony's References. Though some of them may have just been added because healthy levels of strife were good for the soul.

"Couldn't we watch that new Space Battles show?" Tony asked, concerned for Steve's taste levels here.

[for the guy!]

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[heroic_jawline]

Steve blushed and smiled as he ducked his head to kiss Patriot. "What was it before?" he asked.

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"You after you took off your helmet," Tony replied, putting on a pair of pajama pants just covered in little shields.

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Steve was definitely grinning at the pants choice. "Because my hair looks silly?" he guessed.

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"Because you look very dashing," Tony countered, tugging on a shirt that was only a tiny bit big on him. Because you wore smedium, Steve. And not the size you were.

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"That's my shirt," Steve said, smiling.

He knew exactly what Tony was doing and it pushed all of his buttons anyway.

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"Is it?" It very clearly was.

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"It says Rogers on the tag," Steve said. "It has the SHIELD logo on it."

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Tony pulled it up to sniff. "Smells like my cologne," he teased.

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"I like your cologne," Steve mumbled, cheeks going pink.

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Tony grinned, kissing him and then the dog. "Feel free to use it anytime you like."

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"I wear it when I go on missions," Steve admitted.

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That earned him a hand on his cheek and a more intent kiss even as Patriot wriggled between them. "Bad that I find that endearing?"

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"Maybe, but I'm glad you do," Steve said as he let Patriot back onto the ground.

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Tony grinned at him as the doorbell rang. "I'll toss out these shoes and get the food."

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Patriot's ears perked up at the words shoes and food.

"Not for you," Steve said sternly to the puppy.

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"Maybe we'll order him some shoe shaped squeaky toys!" Tony added as he disappeared from the room.

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"He'll love that," Steve said, grinning at him.

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Consider five ordered by the time Tony came back, lugging bags of food. "I hope you're hungry."

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"Always," Steve admitted a little ruefully. "It smells really good, too."

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"Let's get you fed so you can cuddle the hell out of me over a more palatable movie."

Which they'd probably fall asleep to, honestly.

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"That sounds like a perfect night," Steve said, sliding under the sheets. "I promise not to spill."

Because Thai food messes would be a disaster.

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Green curry everywhere.

"I'll hold you to it," Tony replied, passing him one of the bags to join him.

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Steve took the bags eagerly and pulled out the first of many containers of pad Thai. "Mmmm. Thank you."

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"Someone has to keep you fed," he teased, going for the spring rolls before Steve demolished the whole lot,

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"And that someone is the Thai food chef and also the pizza guy," Steve teased back.