fic, avengers, tony/steve
Title: you're all that I'm after
Fandom: The Avengers
Pairing: Tony Stark/Steve Rogers
Summary: Tony misses a few important details. That's why he has JARVIS.
A/N: <3<3<3 for misskittye
When it comes to Steve Rogers, Tony's sure of three things:
1. the man is so perfect that he probably shits rainbows
2. inconceivably, Steve really and truly thinks of him as a best friend
3. Steve isn't exactly straight laced (Tony's had a year to work on that), but the man is straight as a flagpole holding up the stars and stripes
For all these reasons, the laundry list of things Tony would like to do with that scientifically enhanced body is quietly filed in the "never going to happen" drawer, along with: "long personal conversations with Natasha" and "waking Nick Fury up at 3 a.m."
Tony's happy with the situation, because, seriously, it's better to be the best friend. He learned that the hard way (sorry, Pepper).
-
So. It goes like this:
It's Tony's first day of freedom. In the past seven days, he's been awake off and on (if you consider pumped up on morphine "awake"), and he's finally been allowed to come home from the hospital. He's still limping, because healing's a bitch and so is Thor's Good For Nothing Brother.
He's assures JARVIS he's still living ("yes, I know, shut up") and he avoids Rhodey's calls and he's debating whether to take the stairs or the elevator to his lab when he's interrupted.
Steve knew not to call ahead, Steve knew to arrive five minutes before Tony got lost in the lab without willpower or motivation to leave it. JARVIS intones a welcome, and yes. It's that tall blond idiot at the door, with a pizza, a handful of blu-rays, and a piercing smile.
Tony doesn't tell him that gourmet brick oven pizza made by award-winning chefs can be delivered to the mansion any hour of the day and Tony's extensive blu-ray collection includes films that are currently in theatres.
Tony does say "thank you" and "come in" and "of course I'm fine, you big jerk. thanks for taking your time in rescuing me."
(Tony misses how Steve's smile falters and the slight tremor in the soldier's left hand.)
-
Steve's low on sleep, and has been for two weeks. The serum keeps him strong, not many can tell.
-
In the kitchen: Tony is searching for napkins and Evian (for Steve) and a Stella (for himself).
JARVIS quietly states: Mr. Rogers is wearing an entirely new outfit. Recently purchased at SAKS. He showered and shaved before he came here. His heart rate is slightly heightened.
Tony purses his lips, and guesses that there's a new girl in Cap's life. Fine, Tony thinks. That's awesome. I'm stuck in a hospital forever and he finally has time to date. He was going to stick to beer, but this is going to be a night for the 30 year Talisker instead.
-
Seven days ago, Tony's private hospital team of doctors and nurses were introduced to Steven Rogers. Many of them smiled broadly, losing a little of their professionalism, and asked for autographs.
It took about eight hours for them to reconsider "do no harm" when it came to Captain America. The man was endlessly awake and increasingly hostile waiting for science and a prayer to wake Tony up whole.
It took about three days for them to successfully get Ms. Romanov to drag Steve from the hospital and out of their hair.
-
Halfway through the movie, Tony's buzz is excellent and he's just having the best of times and his leg doesn't hurt as bad and Steve is laughing his ass off, and Tony just blurts out, "I'm having an amazing time," as if he's a 14 year old on his first date.
Steve continues to giggle like crazy person and then takes a long drink from his water bottle. "I'm glad," he finally says, and weirdly gets a lot more still.
Tony dismisses it. The jokes on the screen got a lot more no homo and that's uncomfortable for everyone.
-
In the bathroom: Tony's washing his hands and considering opening the Aberlour for a taste test.
JARVIS quietly states: Mr. Rogers' adrenaline is running high and that he appears to be nervous. Sir, I've already taken the liberty to do a full body scan to see if Steve's an imposter, and results are inconclusive.
Tony's leg twinges and he flashes on Loki's face, smiling so wide it could burst.
-
On the fourth day as Loki's prisoner, Tony wakes up to find a corpse of Steve on the floor. When he reaches out to touch it, it disappears, a phantom, a trick. (The next day, it's Rhodey, followed by Pepper, Natasha, etc, etc.)
-
On the fourth day in hospital, Tony wakes up and asks immediately for Steve. It takes some time, but the doctors finally deliver as promised: Captain America, and a small container of blue jello.
"Thank you," Tony says, slurring a little, beaming incredibly. Tony's high as a kite, too high to notice that Steve looks shattered, white as a ghost.
"Hi," is all that Steve can say.
"It was awful," Tony says, like a child (and because it's the truth). "Until you came."
"Yeah." Steve, usually big on speeches, is stuck on monosyllables, but Tony doesn't really care. He reaches out for Steve's hand and squeezes it as tight.
"Was I brave?" Tony doesn't remember, doesn't want to remember. Loki is cruel as he is clever.
Steve squeezes his hand back so hard that it hurts. "You're the bravest man I know," he says so quietly that Tony wonders if he heard him right. "You're also the stupidest."
Tony laughs, and laughs, and laughs, and remembers all the reasons why he can't kiss Steve in response, and resorts to smiling as hard as he can.
-
JARVIS continues to send data to his phone as they finish the movie, and Tony's curiosity is piqued. They've dealt with skrulls before, and Doom's robots, and Loki's shifts. But man, if it's NOT Steve, it's an impeccable copy. (Tony stops himself from thinking of creating a secret Steve clone, because that would be wrong and awkward.)
Tony's not especially worried, but over the credits, he asks a handful of questions to check if Steve is Steve (Tony thinks he's being smooth; he doesn't notice Steve's mouth quirking up into a smile.)
"And yes, I actually AM the star spangled man with a plan," Steve says, padding over to the kitchen. "I could do the song and dance for you, but you should probably just take my word for it."
Tony looks caught but Steve just smiles, salutes, and disappears from view.
JARVIS quietly states: I have taken the liberty to analyze the entire evening, and gauge his physical responses to a number of stimuli. My apologies, sir, but I was incorrect in my previous assumption. This is Steven Rogers. And he is in love with you.
Tony spills about $40 worth of scotch in his lap.
-
The hospital feeds all the necessary information into JARVIS' immense database, and the AI dutifully uploads each Iron Man suit with Tony's new handicaps, fortifying the knee joints and cushioning the legs. JARVIS notes the reports of Tony's visitors, and reviews the case file of Tony's abduction, incarceration, and rescue. JARVIS requires more data before making conclusive judgments.
-
(JARVIS is a fucking nosy bastard, Tony thinks with a smile. Tony would know, he made him that way.)
-
Steve returns holding a wet towel, and his face is slightly pink.
"JARVIS told me," he says, walking fast and looking as businesslike as possible.
Tony is still staring down at his whisky-sodden pants and makes a face. "Did he now? What else did JARVIS tell you?"
Handing Tony the towel, Steve's pink cheeks are borderline crimson. "That I have nothing to worry about," he replies vaguely.
Tony considers this, considers reaching out for Steve's hand. There's too much data, and Tony still needs more. "Steve," he says, unsure.
Steve is the bravest man that Tony knows, and Tony can tell that he's terrified. Which is weird, and discomforting, and potentially wonderful.
"Yeah, so," Steve blinks three times before looking Tony in the eye. He looks like he's about to make a big speech, and Tony prepares himself to keep a straight face through it, waiting till he's ordered to do something, like, talk about his feelings or forgive Steve for being impertinent.
Steve opens his mouth. "So, do we talk about this or do we skip to the part where I kiss you?"
The man looks simply wrecked, like a man without purpose or reason, like a man lost. His heart is beating like a drum, and Tony realizes that Steve was right. Tony is pretty stupid.
Tony pushes forward, mouth open, and licks straight into Steve's mouth as if this is what they do, what they've always done, and they're just starting it up again after a brief pause. Steve closes his eyes tightly, and kisses back like he's in love or something, and Tony feels shockingly sober all of a sudden, despite the lingering pain meds and expensive scotch.
"Really?" he says, pulling away, not wanting to talk but: data collection.
Steve clears his throat. "Yeah."
"Are we going to do this?"
Steve looks at him hard, and his resolve face is pretty damn convincing. "If you like."
Tony grins like it's Christmas, and like nothing hurts.
Fandom: The Avengers
Pairing: Tony Stark/Steve Rogers
Summary: Tony misses a few important details. That's why he has JARVIS.
A/N: <3<3<3 for misskittye
When it comes to Steve Rogers, Tony's sure of three things:
1. the man is so perfect that he probably shits rainbows
2. inconceivably, Steve really and truly thinks of him as a best friend
3. Steve isn't exactly straight laced (Tony's had a year to work on that), but the man is straight as a flagpole holding up the stars and stripes
For all these reasons, the laundry list of things Tony would like to do with that scientifically enhanced body is quietly filed in the "never going to happen" drawer, along with: "long personal conversations with Natasha" and "waking Nick Fury up at 3 a.m."
Tony's happy with the situation, because, seriously, it's better to be the best friend. He learned that the hard way (sorry, Pepper).
-
So. It goes like this:
It's Tony's first day of freedom. In the past seven days, he's been awake off and on (if you consider pumped up on morphine "awake"), and he's finally been allowed to come home from the hospital. He's still limping, because healing's a bitch and so is Thor's Good For Nothing Brother.
He's assures JARVIS he's still living ("yes, I know, shut up") and he avoids Rhodey's calls and he's debating whether to take the stairs or the elevator to his lab when he's interrupted.
Steve knew not to call ahead, Steve knew to arrive five minutes before Tony got lost in the lab without willpower or motivation to leave it. JARVIS intones a welcome, and yes. It's that tall blond idiot at the door, with a pizza, a handful of blu-rays, and a piercing smile.
Tony doesn't tell him that gourmet brick oven pizza made by award-winning chefs can be delivered to the mansion any hour of the day and Tony's extensive blu-ray collection includes films that are currently in theatres.
Tony does say "thank you" and "come in" and "of course I'm fine, you big jerk. thanks for taking your time in rescuing me."
(Tony misses how Steve's smile falters and the slight tremor in the soldier's left hand.)
-
Steve's low on sleep, and has been for two weeks. The serum keeps him strong, not many can tell.
-
In the kitchen: Tony is searching for napkins and Evian (for Steve) and a Stella (for himself).
JARVIS quietly states: Mr. Rogers is wearing an entirely new outfit. Recently purchased at SAKS. He showered and shaved before he came here. His heart rate is slightly heightened.
Tony purses his lips, and guesses that there's a new girl in Cap's life. Fine, Tony thinks. That's awesome. I'm stuck in a hospital forever and he finally has time to date. He was going to stick to beer, but this is going to be a night for the 30 year Talisker instead.
-
Seven days ago, Tony's private hospital team of doctors and nurses were introduced to Steven Rogers. Many of them smiled broadly, losing a little of their professionalism, and asked for autographs.
It took about eight hours for them to reconsider "do no harm" when it came to Captain America. The man was endlessly awake and increasingly hostile waiting for science and a prayer to wake Tony up whole.
It took about three days for them to successfully get Ms. Romanov to drag Steve from the hospital and out of their hair.
-
Halfway through the movie, Tony's buzz is excellent and he's just having the best of times and his leg doesn't hurt as bad and Steve is laughing his ass off, and Tony just blurts out, "I'm having an amazing time," as if he's a 14 year old on his first date.
Steve continues to giggle like crazy person and then takes a long drink from his water bottle. "I'm glad," he finally says, and weirdly gets a lot more still.
Tony dismisses it. The jokes on the screen got a lot more no homo and that's uncomfortable for everyone.
-
In the bathroom: Tony's washing his hands and considering opening the Aberlour for a taste test.
JARVIS quietly states: Mr. Rogers' adrenaline is running high and that he appears to be nervous. Sir, I've already taken the liberty to do a full body scan to see if Steve's an imposter, and results are inconclusive.
Tony's leg twinges and he flashes on Loki's face, smiling so wide it could burst.
-
On the fourth day as Loki's prisoner, Tony wakes up to find a corpse of Steve on the floor. When he reaches out to touch it, it disappears, a phantom, a trick. (The next day, it's Rhodey, followed by Pepper, Natasha, etc, etc.)
-
On the fourth day in hospital, Tony wakes up and asks immediately for Steve. It takes some time, but the doctors finally deliver as promised: Captain America, and a small container of blue jello.
"Thank you," Tony says, slurring a little, beaming incredibly. Tony's high as a kite, too high to notice that Steve looks shattered, white as a ghost.
"Hi," is all that Steve can say.
"It was awful," Tony says, like a child (and because it's the truth). "Until you came."
"Yeah." Steve, usually big on speeches, is stuck on monosyllables, but Tony doesn't really care. He reaches out for Steve's hand and squeezes it as tight.
"Was I brave?" Tony doesn't remember, doesn't want to remember. Loki is cruel as he is clever.
Steve squeezes his hand back so hard that it hurts. "You're the bravest man I know," he says so quietly that Tony wonders if he heard him right. "You're also the stupidest."
Tony laughs, and laughs, and laughs, and remembers all the reasons why he can't kiss Steve in response, and resorts to smiling as hard as he can.
-
JARVIS continues to send data to his phone as they finish the movie, and Tony's curiosity is piqued. They've dealt with skrulls before, and Doom's robots, and Loki's shifts. But man, if it's NOT Steve, it's an impeccable copy. (Tony stops himself from thinking of creating a secret Steve clone, because that would be wrong and awkward.)
Tony's not especially worried, but over the credits, he asks a handful of questions to check if Steve is Steve (Tony thinks he's being smooth; he doesn't notice Steve's mouth quirking up into a smile.)
"And yes, I actually AM the star spangled man with a plan," Steve says, padding over to the kitchen. "I could do the song and dance for you, but you should probably just take my word for it."
Tony looks caught but Steve just smiles, salutes, and disappears from view.
JARVIS quietly states: I have taken the liberty to analyze the entire evening, and gauge his physical responses to a number of stimuli. My apologies, sir, but I was incorrect in my previous assumption. This is Steven Rogers. And he is in love with you.
Tony spills about $40 worth of scotch in his lap.
-
The hospital feeds all the necessary information into JARVIS' immense database, and the AI dutifully uploads each Iron Man suit with Tony's new handicaps, fortifying the knee joints and cushioning the legs. JARVIS notes the reports of Tony's visitors, and reviews the case file of Tony's abduction, incarceration, and rescue. JARVIS requires more data before making conclusive judgments.
-
(JARVIS is a fucking nosy bastard, Tony thinks with a smile. Tony would know, he made him that way.)
-
Steve returns holding a wet towel, and his face is slightly pink.
"JARVIS told me," he says, walking fast and looking as businesslike as possible.
Tony is still staring down at his whisky-sodden pants and makes a face. "Did he now? What else did JARVIS tell you?"
Handing Tony the towel, Steve's pink cheeks are borderline crimson. "That I have nothing to worry about," he replies vaguely.
Tony considers this, considers reaching out for Steve's hand. There's too much data, and Tony still needs more. "Steve," he says, unsure.
Steve is the bravest man that Tony knows, and Tony can tell that he's terrified. Which is weird, and discomforting, and potentially wonderful.
"Yeah, so," Steve blinks three times before looking Tony in the eye. He looks like he's about to make a big speech, and Tony prepares himself to keep a straight face through it, waiting till he's ordered to do something, like, talk about his feelings or forgive Steve for being impertinent.
Steve opens his mouth. "So, do we talk about this or do we skip to the part where I kiss you?"
The man looks simply wrecked, like a man without purpose or reason, like a man lost. His heart is beating like a drum, and Tony realizes that Steve was right. Tony is pretty stupid.
Tony pushes forward, mouth open, and licks straight into Steve's mouth as if this is what they do, what they've always done, and they're just starting it up again after a brief pause. Steve closes his eyes tightly, and kisses back like he's in love or something, and Tony feels shockingly sober all of a sudden, despite the lingering pain meds and expensive scotch.
"Really?" he says, pulling away, not wanting to talk but: data collection.
Steve clears his throat. "Yeah."
"Are we going to do this?"
Steve looks at him hard, and his resolve face is pretty damn convincing. "If you like."
Tony grins like it's Christmas, and like nothing hurts.