Central Park, NYC - Tuesday Evening

[imafuturist]

So Steve was back to normal, but that didn't stop him from wanting to go on a walk. And what better place to go walking and enjoy the tail end of summer than to head on back to New York for a date night?

Okay, so maybe there were plenty of other places that didn't involve the heat or the faint summer scent of garbage. But they were New Yorkers and therefore in New York, smell and all. At least they probably didn't have to worry about any kind of alien invasions.

Hopefully.

[for the husband!]

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[imafuturist]

"Just like you," Tony agreed.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve kissed him again. "Did they renovate around me?"

[imafuturist]

"Don't be silly." They for sure did.

[heroic_jawline]

"I've met you, so I feel like I should ask these questions," he said, smiling down at him.

[imafuturist]

"I can't say for certain, I gave them free reign," Tony replied as the elevator dinged and he pulled Steve inside.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve's grin increased. "Of course you did. Did you give them a budget?"

[imafuturist]

Tony's expression asked 'Budget?' and that was honestly all Steve needed to know.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve snorted. "I should've expected that, really."

[imafuturist]

"I was sure it'd be great!" And budgets were for other people.

[heroic_jawline]

"Well, we're about to find out," Steve said, watching the numbers climb.

[imafuturist]

It was higher than Fandom, but lower than the Stark Tower. Which didn't narrow much down.

"I'm sure you'll love it," Tony promised.

[heroic_jawline]

"I trust you," Steve said, smiling.

[imafuturist]

Tony smiled into his shoulder as the elevator dinged again to let them know they were on their floor. Which had just two suites on it. Because this was meant to be fancy enough for Tony Stark after all.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve grinned as he noticed. "Two doors? Are we sleeping in separate rooms tonight?"

[imafuturist]

"They are suites, darling," Tony replied. "One on the left is us."

Well.

"Or the right if it's not up to your exacting standards."

[heroic_jawline]

"My standards aren't that exacting," Steve said.

[imafuturist]

"Are you sure?" he teased, tugging Steve to the door to swipe it open for them.

[heroic_jawline]

"Well, it depends on what I'm judging," Steve admitted.

[imafuturist]

Tony stumbled into the rooms, looking around at what looked like the sort of room where someone might drink brandy with a fire going while they brooded on the stock market.

"Well. There we go."

[heroic_jawline]

"It's a lot less dirty than I remember this time period," Steve said with a tiny smile.

[imafuturist]

Tony nudged him. "Bedroom?"

To get away from this room and it's... theming.

[heroic_jawline]

"Bedroom," Steve agreed, making mental notes to call and get some parts of the room tweaked to be slightly less what he was guessing was Tony-childhood adjacent. "We can keep the lights low."

[imafuturist]

"Aren't you rather forward," Tony said, going with a tease rather than normal human emotional awareness.

[heroic_jawline]

"You like when I take initiative," Steve said.

[imafuturist]

"Oh, I do, I do," Tony said, letting Steve herd him to the bedroom all without taking his eyes on the man.