After the fight, the Avengers had stayed close together, keeping in contact, checking up on each other. The battle was over, but they weren't, you don't fight against beings from another planet without some type of connection being formed between you. They all knew how each other worked, they all knew what made each other tick, and they all got on. They worked as a team, even when they weren't fighting as one anymore.
Tony was, of course, in his tower, no longer living there with Pepper. After the fight, Pepper said she couldn't handle all the drama anymore, and she left. Tony being Tony, threw himself into his work, throwing all his emotions into his creations.
Bruce had stayed in New York. Now he knew he was surrounded by people that could handle 'the other guy', he wasn't as scared anymore. He knew that he was stronger than all the others when he changed, but they had weapons that could stop him harming others. Bruce now lived in a little house, out in the most isolated part of the New York that he could find. Which wasn't very isolated at all really.
Natasha and Clint, nobody knew where they lived, just like nobody ever did. Tony hacked the S.H.I.E.L.D. network, but even S.H.I.E.L.D. didn't know. They came by when they had finished their missions, sometimes they told the others what had happened, laughing about the near-death experience over shawarma, and other times they kept quiet about everything in their life and changed the topic of conversation.
As Thor was in Asgard now, that just left… Steve. Steve Rogers, who was good at everything, just not in this generation. He didn't know what he was doing. He didn't understand the electronics of this day and age, and he couldn't grasp the transport. Wherever he went, it was full of crowds of pushing each other, and as Steve was ever the gentlemen, he would let others go in front of him until the transport had gone and he was stood alone, confused at what had just happened.
Steve stayed in his apartment S.H.I.E.L.D. had issued him, keeping to himself, reading the books he used to love and drawing whatever occupied his mind. The majority of the time, Steve would draw the others, fighting, laughing, arguing, all around a table sitting in their own different ways. But whenever he drew them, he wasn't in the drawings. He wasn't one of them, because he couldn't be, he wasn't from their time, and he knew this. He was the odd one out, and nothing would stop that.
All the Avengers dropped by on Steve, giving him electronic devices and sitting with him for hours until he had a little understanding of it. Clint took him an iPod, loaded with music from the 1930's and 40's, which Steve could work simply because he was stubborn enough that he made himself work it, until he was listening to the music that he loved. Natasha took him a phone, which Steve could understand how to unlock and ring someone, but the rest he couldn't wrap his head around. Banner brought a collection of books; classic novels, one or two books from every genre Bruce could think of that were based in the last ten years, but mostly to Steve's delight, non-fiction books, describing with immense detail, motorcycles and airplanes, and the changes that had happened to them from since they were made up to the present day. Tony never went down, refusing to until at least Steve came up to him first.
The next time Natasha went down, all ready to explain texting to the Captain, he was sat in his cream trousers, white t-shirt and dark brown leather jacket, waiting to leave.
Clint had stopped down the day before, telling Steve how Tony talked of 'being disappointed that the man his dad talked about so much was scared to leave his apartment' and how 'he expected better from Captain America, a national hero'. After hearing this, Steve's stubborn side kicked in, and he took it as a challenge to go to Stark Tower, just to prove Tony wrong.
He couldn't understand it, he couldn't explain it, but whenever he thought, drew, or someone mentioned, Tony Stark, his stomach would flip. Steve assumed it was because of how much Tony annoyed him, and how Tony was exactly the type of person Steve didn't like. He assumed this because he couldn't accept any other theory. Not yet…
