imafuturist | Central Park, NYC

Central Park, NYC - Tuesday Evening

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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"Cedarwood," Tony said, following him into the bathroom. "At least it's not a small room."

It was unreasonably large, Anthony.

"I think this is bigger than the first apartment I lived in as a kid," Steve said.

"Really?" It seemed perfectly reasonable!

Steve smiled at him. "We grew up very differently."

Tony leaned over the very deep tub to get it started on filling. Since it would clearly take some time.

"Not even just the time difference."

"Not even that," Steve said, smiling. "This amount of water would be for my whole building."

"It's decadent then," Tony said, testing the water and finding it just as hot as Steve liked and too hot for him. It'd cool down at least.

Steve added some of the bubble bath and sighed happily at the smell. "This is very decadent."

"Well, I like giving you decadent things," Tony replied, stepping aside to let him climb into the steaming bath.

Steve sighed again as he slid into the water and into the bubbles. "You'll probably want to wait five minutes before you get in."

Or you'd be boiled like a lobster, Tony.