Post AoU for starkingenuity

[starspangledspandex]

He's old. Old enough to have settled down. Old enough he's letting other people save the world and only stepping in from time to time. There's no 'Honey I'm home' when he steps through door. There's silence and quiet. He makes dinner for one. His bed is cold. He sits and reads the paper while he watches the world move on outside. There's laughter in the hallway. Footsteps. No one knocks on his door. He eats leaning against the counter in the kitchen. Alone. All alone. 'I got no plans tomorrow night' echos in his mind.

Suddenly, no one is on the streets. There are no numbers in his phone. Everything empty and gone and there's just Steve. Steve standing in nothingness. 'Man out of time' 'Nothing but a soldier' 'You can't live without a war' 'Go home, Steve'

He jolted awake, hand raising to rub at his face and it shouldn't have been a nightmare at all but it is anyway. How alone he felt in this century. His friends helped, they did, but they couldn't always be here. He lived and breathed his life as an Avenger. What else did he have? Nothing. He shook it off, like he always did and got dressed, laced up his boots. Most of his team was out of the picture right now. Off doing whatever they did on leave.

Steve paced his room at the New Avenger facility, paced the hallways and spoke to the Agents that were here. He took a walk outside and thought of Tony. The billionaire visited every once in awhile but it'd been awhile. He didn't even know what the man was up to now but Steve... Steve needed to connect with someone to shake off the dredges of his loneliness, someone that wasn't just working here, someone he had a connection to.

So he called Tony.

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[starspangledspandex]

"I think so," he agrees with a nod. He really didn't care if they have to shove onto a single bed if he managed to get some sleep. He understood now why it wasn't enough room for sex but Tony was a mess right now.

He tilted his head, trying to judge whether the man wanted to come or he was just offering because Steve sounded like he needed company. "You know I'll eat pizza if you bring it."

[starkingenuity]

"I'll see what I can do," Tony said and hung up, spinning around in his chair before he had Friday get the Legion together to pack up the quinjet, call ahead to let Fury know that he was done being prideful and could use a full work up on his broken ribs, and order the pizza.

He still insisted on flying the plane itself and he was announced into New Avenger airspace an hour or so later. Natasha came knocking on Steve's door to let him know that Tony arrived with pizza and was in the infirmary. She looked half amused.

[starspangledspandex]

He hangs up too and sighs, before standing up to change into something more comfortable. He assumes that Tony is actually going to show up so instead of crawling uselessly into bed, he meditates. It won't help much but it's something and it passes the time pretty quickly.

Steve answers the door, a little confused as to why Natasha is personally coming to tell him and tries hard to ignore the amused look. She knows something is going on and he isn't fond of it. He heads down there anyway because he is the Captain.

"He's on his last leg, isn't he?" Steve says, as he heads into the infirmary. "There's no way he'd come otherwise."

[starkingenuity]

For a moment, Natasha said nothing. Steve's discomfort was amusing and if he thought she couldn't see it, he was deceiving himself. When they fell into step together, one and a half strides for Natasha to every one of Steve's, her voice fell ever so slightly. "Sam should have stayed with him," she said. "He's worse off than the initial examination, yes. He didn't take care of himself. You'll see."

Tony had more or less stumbled out of the quinjet. They had all expected his face to swell, but the idiot had been bleeding internally. It was nothing to operate on, but he was forced to bed immediately and the doctors were fussing with him.

When Steve arrived, Tony was still arguing with the medical staff, especially when they threatened to tie him down. He did look pretty bad though. Bucky had done a number on him.

[starspangledspandex]

Oh, he assumed she could see it. He was just in denial. He didn't want to deal with the problems that might arise if the team thought he was sweet on Tony or rather, noticed he was sweet on him. Steve wasn't even sure exactly what it meant yet. He couldn't have this getting back to Bucky without knowing for sure.

Steve caught up pretty quickly on the argument and said, "I don't think he needs tied down unless he abuses his privileges." He added the last part with a little bit of a grin, "So long as he stays put, he can be free. Fair?"

[starkingenuity]

The doctors seemed charmed by Steve. Hell, Tony was charmed by Steve too but that didn't mean that he had to like it! "You're running a dictatorship are you now?" His words were slurred and he looked worse than he had when he pressed his forehead to Steve's chest looking for comfort. "A doc-tatorship? Do you people not know who I am?"

Bucky and Sam were both right. Tony didn't shut up. He ended up getting himself strapped down anyway as the regenerator was passed over him.

It would help with the swelling. And the bones. And improve that pretty face of his.

[starspangledspandex]

"Once an Avenger, always an Avenger," he told him frankly. "Which means you still get to follow my orders. So yeah, I guess so. If that's what it takes to get you healed up."

No, he didn't. Steve never once disagreed with either of the two. He stayed and watched as the man got himself fixed. He did like his pretty face.

"I think you promised me pizza," Steve said thoughtfully, leaned against the wall facing the bed. He was trying to be out of the way and trying to keep Tony distracted.

[starkingenuity]

"Speak to the lady that confiscated it," Tony complained, sighing as he felt the swelling start to go down. The man was impossibly stubborn. He really needed to just lay back and relax.

Natasha pointed to the ten stack of pies in the corner.

"Nice of you to bring us some, Stark," she said, that knowing smile back again when they let Tony sit up so that they could work on his ribs.

She was a minx. Tony couldn't say anything about it either without giving it away that he had brought it for Steve. "Just save me a box," he muttered. "I'm starving."

[starspangledspandex]

He glanced toward the pizza, then at Natasha, before looking back at Tony. "I'm sure the team will appreciate some real pizza," he agreed. He didn't mind sharing. "Natasha, why don't you take them some before it gets cold?"

The man was starting to look better and that was a relief. "Would have saved you some pain if you'd just come here to begin with," he observed.

[starkingenuity]

Yeah it would have. "Might have to excuse me from not wanting to ride back with the guy that King Konged me out of the Tower," he bit back, not really meaning the malice. It was just hard to hide. Bucky had assaulted him, put a gun to his head and nearly pulled the trigger. And that was all before dragging him out of his home and tying him up on the basement while he talked to himself and decided what to do with him. Tony was no stranger to kidnapping but it had been terrifying.

Natasha snorted, knowing she was being sent away. "You're no Fay Rae, Stark," she said, taking half of the boxes and all of the buzzing medical personnel with her. She'd seen how Tony and Steve had been at Tony's rescue. Whatever that was... Should be left in private.

[starspangledspandex]

Steve understood, partly, but they were all there at that point. Nothing was going to happen. Fear could be illogical however.

He frowned as everyone disappeared with her and sighed, great. Just great. This was not what he needed. She totally knew something was up between them.

Pizza. He needed pizza. He grabbed a box and carried it back to the bed. "Think you could eat something now? How are your teeth?"

[starkingenuity]

"Being made," Tony snorted. "But I have a few left."

Steve was a sight for sore eyes. Tony couldn't help but admire the Captain as he headed over and moved his legs so Steve could sit. He grabbed a slice when it was offered before he smirked. "Pretty sure your number two knows," he said somewhat nonchalantly. That didn't mean it had to happen again..

Even if Tony was just glad to be near Steve again.

[starspangledspandex]

"How long does something like that take?" Steve asked, because it wasn't like he even began to understand how you could possibly replace teeth of all things.

He opened the box and claimed his own piece, sitting easily at the foot of the bed. Steve paused in his chewing for a moment before resuming. "She knows something or thinks she does, she hasn't expressly said what yet."

Maybe because they hadn't either. "I don't know how much she knows but she saw us when I came down to free you."

[starkingenuity]

Tony couldn't quite picture what it had been like. The whole thing had been such a relief. He remembered crying, but he wasn't ashamed of that. And he remembered Steve's hands cupping his face, stroking the back of his neck. Was he hugged? Was there more to it? His brain had been so overloaded that he truly did not know.

Tony offered half of a still crooked smirk, lips pressed together.

"I might have hugged her that was too," he supplied. But she would not have touched him back the way that Steve had.

And oh, Steve had touched him so sweetly.

"Probably doesn't matter. I don't imagine that you have leave again for awhile..."

[starspangledspandex]

No, her behavior made it pretty clear that she thought something was up between him and Tony. As far as he knew, it was based entirely on those moments and the fact he was actually gone for leave. Anyone could look at the flight log and see where he was when he was gone.

Steve tried not to be disappointed at the comment. It was stupid. They fooled around, fucked, but that didn't mean much nowadays. He didn't even know if he wanted it to mean more but hearing Tony restrict things to leave just... didn't sit well with him.

He took another bite of his pizza and tried to brush it off, "No, probably not, not with Bucky to sort out. We're looking into that arms dealer in Wakanda. He had a network; we're going to find the rest of them. We can't have vibranium being weaponized."

[starkingenuity]

Steve had a good poker face but the disappointment stretched into his eyes. Tony found his held tilting slightly, putting down the unused portion of the pizza. It hurt to chew still but he didn't want to look like he was a baby to complain.

"Are you going to be gone for awhile? I need you to lug my things into my room here before you go. I'm not going to coordinate tech from the Tower. Too compromised. Easier to just tap into SHIELD software here."

His dark eyes scanned over Steve's face.

"Tell your quartermaster that I need at least a queen sized bed while you're at it. I'm not a soldier. I'm not going to be treated like in bunking in."

[starspangledspandex]

"We don't have plans to move just yet," he replied with a shrug, hoping that meant he successfully shook it off and he would have to sort his feelings out later. He could ask Wanda to help with that but it felt like cheating.

He finished his piece and reached for another one. "We'll probably go before the week is out. I want to run a few drills to shake some dust off. You're welcome to join us if you feel up to it."

Steve gave him an amused look, "I'll lug your things to your room and requisition you a bed. Since you pay for it, they aren't going to argue."

That look piqued his curiosity. What did he need a double bed for exactly? Some people liked the space but it seemed too pointed.

[starkingenuity]

Yes Steve. That was the point. Tony hadn't been planning on staying. Or joining in. In fact, this here was sort of spur of the moment. He wasn't sure if he should kick himself just yet for making such a rash decision.

He'd lie through his teeth if anyone happened to question what he was doing since he hadn't even been aware of this mission until now. It was all semantics.

"True." He sighed at the pizza and then looked back up at Steve. "I need a blender."

[starspangledspandex]

They've both been lonely. Maybe this was something they both needed. Maybe something more. He couldn't tell just yet. He certainly didn't think that Tony was staying just because he pouted a little. He took the man at his word.

Steve finished his third slice of pizza and frowned down at the one in Tony's lap. "I'm not sure it'll taste the same as a smoothie but I'm sure we have a blender somewhere."

[starkingenuity]

"You're right. It won't. Maybe you can see if you can wrangle me up some ice cream? Sounds like a healthy alternative?" Well what could be worse than pizza? And it would give Steve an excuse to see him after he dealt with the people setting up his room?

Maybe all of this was becoming obvious but Tony was too old to care. He missed companionship. Was it so bad that he fell into bed with Steve? Was it so bad that they have a connection? They both needed it.

[starspangledspandex]

Totally a better option. He raised an eyebrow at the request and decided he might as well just cooperate on this one. "What flavor?" he asked, because why fight it? He figured if it helped him feel better then why not?

If this kept up though, Steve might do something stupid. Something stupid like assume there was more here than friendship.

[starkingenuity]

"Neapolitan." He liked a little bit of everything. "But if you're a vanilla sort of guy, I think I can handle that too." He might look a mess but he could still flirt.

Tony's smile died, but only because he was in pain. Shuffling down on the pillows, he lightly pushed Steve off the bed with his foot.

"Chop chop. Faster there's a bed and ice cream, the happier your financer will be."

[starspangledspandex]

Well, at least that was a somewhat normal flavor of ice cream and not something that was going to be impossible to find. Flirting was an even faster way to get him to do something stupid. As evidenced by spending two days in bed with him. He chuckled and slid off the bed, giving the man a mock salute, "Yes, Sir. Feel better, Sir."

He stole another piece of pizza on his way out of the infirmary, feeling a little better and headed for the Quartermaster to relay Tony's demand for a double bed. The man frowned at him but Stark did fund them and he really couldn't argue. Steve headed to the Quinjet next, so he could unload Tony's things and he carried them to one of the bigger suites in the facility. Tony wouldn't settle for anything less.

Then, after finding the cafeteria lacking in Neopolitan ice cream, he took his bike in town to find a grocery store. He relayed his plan to Natasha who got that amused tone of voice with him and hooked up his comm just in case. He was glad it was only a twenty minute round trip. Twenty-five, with the five he spent being stupid.

People got flowers in the hospital right? They would brighten the man's suite up. He didn't bother trying to talk himself out of them. It was too late. He could make lame excuses if Tony acted weird about it.

[starkingenuity]

Bucky was still labeled as asleep when Steve got back, the flowers hardly hidden by that grocery bag he was carrying. No one really questioned him and with the Avengers mostly busy keeping track of arms dealers and the Winter Soldier, he was able to get to what had become Stark's room over the last hour or so.

Tony was officially released by the medical team just about the same time and he charmed one young SHIELD agent into taking him to where he needed to go.

He would find Steve with ice cream. And flowers. Tony actually paused in his tracks and blinked up at the blond. "I don't think I've ever gotten flowers."

[starspangledspandex]

"People in the hospital get flowers," he shrugged, like it was no big deal and opened the door to Tony's suite. "And your room doesn't have any pictures or anything yet so these will help." It would cheer things up considerably to have a little color in the room. Trust Steve on this one; he knew what he was talking about.

He was glad no one else questioned him on the flowers. They were spur of the moment. It was only afterward he started thinking about what they might mean to Tony.

"Ice cream?" he asked, moving to the kitchen to put them both down. Steve was smart enough to get some with an actual vase. One he dumped water into as soon as he could.