Athens International Airport, Greece - Friday Afternoon

[imafuturist]

Steve spent the holiday with his scattered team while Tony had spent it with his own. Which was much less upsetting than it seemed like it ought to have been to take time apart after... everything.

But it could have been because they were going to meet back up.

Which was why Tony was keeping a low profile by the Portalocity section of this airport, waiting for Steve to arrive. Not being impatient about it at all. Don't be ridiculous.

[for the guy!]

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[imafuturist]

"Not far," Tony promised, glancing over at him with a smile. Because Steve was a great passenger. Didn't freak out at all!

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"Good," Steve said, trying to hide his relief. He was just now realizing he hadn't spent much time driving with Tony.

[imafuturist]

He was doing better than Rhodey! Who who would have gotten him to knock it off by now.

"Then we can take a nap on the boat," he suggested. "Together?"

[heroic_jawline]

Steve smiled. "I'd love that."

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Tony smiled at him before his attention was back on the road and another sudden turn into the parking lot with tires nearly squealing as he did.

[heroic_jawline]

"Jesus," Steve gasped under his breath.

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"The GPS thought it would take way longer than that," Tony said, looking at the clock. "But we made great time."

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"The GPS assumed you wouldn't go through all of the yellow lights?" Steve guessed, getting out of the car and waiting for his heart to calm down.

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"Maybe," he offered, putting on a pair of sunglasses. "You know how they can be."

[heroic_jawline]

"So replacing it with JARVIS is the first tweak," Steve teased.

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"It's just smarter that way!" Uh huh. Sure.

[heroic_jawline]

"Of course it is," Steve said, smiling. "Which is our boat?"

A small, generic one, right?

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"Nothing too fancy," Tony said, leading him along to a yacht. A perfectly normal yacht. With an auto-pilot.

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"Your idea of fancy is not mine," Steve said, trying not to gawk like a rube.

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"It's ours," Tony said, offering a smile as he hopped aboard. "Needs a name still."

Hint hint.

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"I've never named a ship before," Steve said, climbing aboard with slightly less grace than Tony.

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"Think about it," Tony suggested, working on getting it unhooked from the dock. "We've got time to name her."

Especially now that they were getting better about all this.

[heroic_jawline]

"I'm afraid of screwing it up," Steve admitted.

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Tony tugged him closer for a gentle kiss. "We'll make mistakes. That's life."

Tony made plenty.

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"I don't like making mistakes with you," Steve said.

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"This weekend is for us to relax," Tony informed him, tugging Steve in to bump their foreheads together gently. "And take time to think."

[heroic_jawline]

"Together," Steve said, clinging to Tony's hands.

Thinking apart had been deeply shitty.

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"Together," Tony agreed.

[heroic_jawline]

"How far to the island?" Steve asked, smiling.

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"Enough for us to have a nice nap in the bedroom."

ON THEIR YACHT.