Hola amigos! And for those of you who don't speak Espanol, what's up, dudes? This is pretty much my first dabble into the Avengers fandom, constructive criticism is welcome, flames will be used to roast marshmallows. Also, just gonna say it now, Cap and Tony are in an established relationship, so, if that's not you're cup o' tea, just turn away now, and leave us Superhusband Stony lovers be. Kthanxbye!

Anywho, I meant no copyright infringement stuff writing this, it's just an idea that I had and it wouldn't go away so I published it.

Basically I was listening to Hard to Love by Lee Brice and it just popped into my head cuz the lyrics are freakin' perfect. Yes I understand that Tony doesn't do country but I don't give a fuck.

Enjoy? Possibly?


I am insensitive,

I have a tendency to pay more attention to the things that I need.

Steve stood outside of the lab watching through the glass as Tony tinkered with his newest design. He was standing in front of his holographic table, that Steve found absolutely amazing, bobbing his head to his obnoxiously loud music. Steve could see his lips moving, which meant he was either talking to himself or to Jarvis. Suddenly he stopped fiddling with the holographic model and observed it, drumming his fingers on his arc reactor. Steve's mouth quirked into a smile, he loved to watch Tony work, he could do it for hours, and sometimes he did; he would sit on a couch in the lab and sketch Tony and his machines for hours. Steve would have loved to do it right then and there but Tony had been at work for two days straight, only stopping when Steve or Bruce brought down food, and he needed sleep. Finally Steve punched in his code and entered the lab.

"Jarvis? Turn the music down please?" Steve asked as he made his way over to the genius.

"Hey, hey, no. My music is at a perfectly fine volume," Tony stated as he crumpled part of his design and threw it to the trash.

Tony, despite his previous objections, said nothing when the music was lowered to a more tolerable volume. He stopped working and turned to face Steve.

"Tony, it's time to take a break. You've been at it for two days, it's time for a real meal and sleep," Steve admonished.

"Trying to get me into bed, Cap?" Tony asked leering at Steve.

Tony leaned against the table, smirking, as Steve blushed and glanced away.

"Yes Tony, I am trying to get you into bed, to sleep."

"And nothing else?" Tony wagged his eyebrows.

"Nothing else," Steve said.

"I can sleep when I'm done with this," Tony declared, turning back to his work.

"Tony, come on. You can work on this," Steve motioned to the hologram, "after a decent night sleep."

"I'm not tired, I've got coffee, sleep is for the weak," Tony asserted before blasting off a long stream of technobabble to Jarvis.

"Because living off of coffee is oh so healthy, Tony. You seriously need sleep!" Steve exclaimed stepping closer to the irritating man.

"Just because you slept for seventy years, Captain, does not mean that I need to follow in your footsteps!"

Steve was a little dumbfounded and he stood there for several minutes just gazing at Tony, before he spun on his heel and walked out of the lab, shoulder's slumped.

When the others asked when Tony was coming up to sleep, he simply replied:

"When he's tired."


So? Good, bad, wonderful, absolutely revolting?

I'll probably be updating within the next day or two, depending on feedback.

I hope you've enjoyed the first chapter of Hard to Love.