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Tony Stark had it all.

He had the looks, the fame, the smarts, the money, and his pick of any woman, and some men, to take to his bed. With a snap of his fingers, all of his wants were met. Most envied him.

So why was he so fucking miserable?

The billionaire downed another glass of scotch and lit a cigarette. The woman next to him had just finished putting her skin tight dress back on.

"Well, that was fun." She grinned, and crawled over to the fully dressed man. He normally didn't bother removing his clothes for sex anymore, not unless he was really into it, he didn't need to. He was Tony Stark. The blonde was kissing his neck and reaching to unbutton his pants again.

"You were great. Really." Tony stood up. "I have other plans for the rest of the night though." He waved animatedly with his hands. "Well, not right this second but soon...probably."

"Wait, are you throwing me out?" the blonde asked, disbelief on her face. "It is only six!"

He shook his head, putting his cigarette out "I wouldn't use the words 'throwing out', that would be rude. However…" Tony shrugged. "If you could be out within the next 10 minutes that would be really great."

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"You're a complete ass!" The girl barreled out the front door, almost running right into Steve's chest. Luckily the hero moved out of her way quickly. He looked at the ground because he was pretty sure the lady was just wearing a black towel…

She disappeared into a black mustang moments later, speeding out of the drive. Steve frowned at the door in front of him, knowing Tony was the 'ass' mentioned and was the cause of all the commotion. He sighed Steve had been moved to California by Shield a few months back. Apparently something was going on and he was needed here instead of New York, but he wasn't sure what quite yet. All he knew was that this was the place where Tony Stark roamed, and he was hoping the man could help him get settled. Not that he really knew him well, but they were comrades so that had to count for something. He rubbed his head nervously before walking inside with a soft knock.

"Anthony?" He called politely.

He found the man sitting on a bar stool, staring at the shattered glass below his feet, she wasted his good scotch... He looked up at the captain and smiled. "I am glad you are here, help me out grandpa?" Tony was barefoot, and he didn't want to cut his beautiful feet; and he was too intoxicated to make a jump for it. Steve just frowned again, but walked over to the genius. "Where is your broom?" He asked, sitting his bag down on the bar.

Tony laughed "Broom? Please." He pointed to his coffee table, where a strange looking object sat. "Just turn on my sweeper, I was tinkering with him yesterday."

He looked at the object, then at Tony with hesitation. He hated these new gadgets, and Tony loved to throw them in his face.

"Well, go on!" Iron man grinned. This was definitely one of his favorite games, messing with Captain America. Steve walked over to the table and stared down at the device. He slowly picked it up and sat it on the ground.

"Uh, Cap?" Tony snickered when the man looked over to him "It works better when it isn't upside down…" He motioned for the blond to flip it over.

"How do you tell which way these things go…?" He grumbled, mainly to himself before doing as instructed. Tony hid a smile. "Why isn't it…going?" Steve tapped it with his foot gently.

"You have to turn it on." He almost lost it at the face Steve made when he saw all the buttons. "Just…come here and help me."

That, Steve could do. He walked over to the man, pulled him out of his seat, and lifted him over the shattered glass like he weighed nothing. Tony wrapped his arms around Cap's neck loosely while the taller man had an arm around his waist. Steve sat him gently on the ground and let go.

Tony did not, so Steve looked at him questioningly.

"Anyone ever tell you how gorgeous your eyes are?" Tony leaned forward and pressed his lips to the other man's. He let out a grunt when Steve shoved him away; he was blushing and staring at the floor with yet another frown.

"Why do you always do that!?" He never knew how to act around Tony, the man used sex like a handshake, it disturbed him. That wasn't the first time the billionaire kissed him out of the blue.

"Oh, come one Captain, it was just a little fun…" He rolled his eyes and walked over to his robot "It isn't like I stole your virginity."

"Those types of things should be special…"

"'Those types of things'" Tony snorted "You're such a granny." He powered up the bot in seconds and let it go to work. "Why are you here?"

"Bruce was worried about you and I told him I would stop in to check on you." He stated. It wasn't really a lie, Bruce had been worried about him.

"How sweet, I have a giant, green teddy bear sending the outdated prototype to check on me." Tony sat on his sofa and crossed his legs. "I swear, the love of your life breaks up with you and your friends put you on suicide watch…"

He was referring to Pepper Pots, his used to be fiance and secretary. She decided that settling down with Tony was too much of a risk. In other words, she didn't trust him to quit his playboy ways. She should have ripped his reactor out, would've hurt less than finding out the one person you trusted most didn't trust you at all. Not that he would admit how much it had hurt.

Nope.

He had an image to keep up after all.

"I wish you would just talk about it seriously Stark." Steve sat beside him, seeming to forget the man's ability to jump the closest body. Tony only smiled though. Steve was definitely naive. "You have people that will listen…"

"Who?" Tony did become serious. "You? Last I checked, you only came here out of obligation."

"I wanted to come too, Bruce wouldn't force me." It was true, he had been worried about him as well. Steve wasn't here to just ask for his help. Bruce just gave him the excuse he felt he needed to come check on Tony. He was pretty sure the billionaire didn't actually like him, so he couldn't just come by unannounced without reason.

"Listen Rogers, the sooner you learn no one cares the better off you'll be."

"People would care, if you would let them…"

"Oh, like I let Pepper?" Tony stood up, he wanted to get some space. "You did see how well that went, right?" He went back to his bar and pulled out another glass.

Steve followed the man and stood by his bag. That machine did a good job at cleaning. "You barely allowed her to come in your lab, much less let her in your heart." Steve dared. It was the truth, but one he wasn't supposed to mention out loud.

"Get out." He pointed to the door. "Or I will make Jarvis kick you out." He wasn't about to discuss this with a man he barely knew beyond the work field.

"I'm sor-" Steve started.

"Out!" Tony shouted. Steve shook his head, so much for asking for help.

"…Fine." He grabbed his bag and walked to the door, but glanced back at the man now drinking his liquor like it was water. "I hope one day you learn to open up Stark…You have a lot to offer." He disappeared out the door, leaving the hurting man to his thoughts