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Private Lab of the Baby Stark Tower, Friday Afternoon

Well, it was the nice little break time between classes and that meant Tony had attempted to plan a vacation of some sort before getting too distracted by some issue in the lab. Which was probably something to work on as well, but instead he was elbow deep in a suit of armor with music playing loudly.

Unbothered. Moisturized. Happy. In his lane. Focused. Flourishing. Fully unaware that it was Friday.

[for that guy on SP]

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"Exactly!" And to wear in the nude around the house.

Well, obviously.

"Are you doing another cooking class?" Steve asked, smiling.

"Maybe in the fall." So not right now.

"After paintball," Steve agreed.

"Of course. What? Ruin our summer tradition?" Tony said, leaning in for a pizza sauce-y kiss.

"I'd worry about what would happen if all of that energy wasn't given an outlet," Steve admitted.

"Please do not get into too much of a rivalry with Thor," Tony said. Because the McGarrett thing was a lost cause.

"Just some friendly competition," Steve promised.

"If you destroy something in town, I'm not paying for it."

Lies. He was definitely paying for it.

"We won't," Steve said. "Probably."

"Mmhmm," Tony replied, taking another slice of pizza. "I'll remind you of that."

"We'll sort it out before class," Steve said.

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