Venice, Italy - Friday Evening

[imafuturist]

After taking their class here for a museum trip, it was only reasonable to give Steve that date he wanted. Also, it wasn't Olive Garden. A place that made Tony shudder involuntarily.

That whole mention could be blamed on that last bit of weirdness.

"I've heard good things about this place," Tony said, hurrying along the street to the resturant in question.

[for the guy]

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[imafuturist]

Tony hummed, considering the spread. "Lobster," he decided after a moment.

[heroic_jawline]

"Fancy," Steve teased, feeding Tony a bite.

[imafuturist]

"I'm a very fancy man," Tony agreed. "And I'm willing to share this steak out of the kindness of my heart."

[heroic_jawline]

"You should have statues erected in your honor," Steve agreed, grinning. "...do you?"

[imafuturist]

"...technically every Avenger does?" Anthony, no.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve blinked. "Huh. Where?"

[imafuturist]

"Back home. You know, in case..."

They died. In case they died.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve's eyes went a little pained and he nodded, sipping from his glass. "There's still one of me for crashing into the North Atlantic. It's kind of awkward."

[imafuturist]

"I'm sure there's more than that for you." Because Captain America.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve's cheeks went pink. "Well. They thought I was dead for half a century."

[imafuturist]

"Half look like... well. Someone?" Tony ventured kindly.

[heroic_jawline]

"It's a fairly liberal interpretation of what I looked like," Steve said carefully.

[imafuturist]

"Like a weird chin monster." And there it was.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve laughed. "That one is...something else."

[imafuturist]

"It haunted my nightmares," Tony told him solemnly.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve grinned as he picked up an oyster on the half shell. "I'm sorry."

[imafuturist]

"Sorry enough to share a shrimp?" Tony asked hopefully.

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"For the trauma," Steve teased, holding one out.

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"Best husband ever," Tony said in a little sing song.

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"That's what I'm aiming for," Steve said, grinning. "You can put up a non-terrifying statue in my honor. We can put it in the ballroom."

Please don't actually do this, Tony.

[imafuturist]

"I can?" YOU SAID IT, STEVE. NO TAKE BACKS.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve's eyes widened because he'd forgotten for a moment exactly who he was married to. "A small, tasteful one. Very small. Very tasteful."

[imafuturist]

"Tasteful," Tony agreed eagerly. "Of course!"

The largest, most gaudy thing. Made of marble.

[heroic_jawline]

"It absolutely cannot light up," Steve added, waggling an oyster shell at him.

[imafuturist]

"You are tying my hands here!"