Title: Memories Forever
Characters/Pairing: Steve/Tony
Rating: PG
Word Count: 1384
Disclaimer: I do not own the Avengers , though I'd love a Tony!
Warnings: Slash
Summary: Tony gets Steve a video camera to help him hold on to memories.
Stark tower was now populated by six out of the ordinary heroes. For the first time Tony really felt like he had a family, not to mention his blossoming almost-something with Steve. He couldn't really believe it was all happening, Tony Stark didn't get to have things like this. The one person he'd ever imagined this with before had left him, but now he had everything he could have ever dreamt of. He was surprised both with himself and the others, he'd never allowed him to get so close with people before, except for a couple of very notable exceptions. All of whom had broken his heart. Not to mention the fact that the others, well, they seemed to actually be putting up with him. He was happy; he was content.
A few months later he woke from a nightmare and padded along to the kitchen to make himself a hot chocolate and try to calm down. He didn't expect to find Steve there as well. The guy hardly slept, but usually he spent the time when everyone else was asleep down at the gym. That is, when he hadn't spent all night talking with Tony.
"Hey Cap," he said as he walked over to the coffee machine he'd programmed to make all kinds of stuff.
"Huh?" Steve shook his head, turned from where he'd been staring into space and looked at Tony, "Oh, hi Tony."
Concern flickered over Tony's face for a moment, "You ok Steve?" He moved across to the table to let his hot chocolate cool down. Steve was sitting across the table from him, propping up his chin with his hand.
"Yeah," he said, "It's just... Nah, forget about it."
Tony dipped his head to try and look into Steve's down turned eyes. Steve sighed.
"I just... today I found myself thinking about my life before, and well, I feel like it's beginning to fade. It's like my memories are becoming fuzzy. I don't have any way to freshen them back up, ya know? I feel like I'm losing it all over again." He sighed.
Tony didn't quite know what to say. He reached over to squeeze Steve's hand, ignoring the electric feeling he got on contact, because right now what Steve needed was a friend. Steve gave a gentle squeeze back and they sat in the kitchen in silence.
A few days after the midnight kitchen encounter Steve opened the door to his room, having exhausted himself in the gym trying to vent his frustrations. As he was about to pull the sheets back on his bed to sleep he noticed a package sitting on the bed with a letter on top. Curious he sat down and opened the letter.
"Steve, I can't help with your old memories, but I can help you keep your new ones, T x"
Steve's heart skipped a beat at the x at the end, but Tony probably did it just to tease him. He put the letter down and curiously opened the box. What greeted him was a latest starktech HD widescreen video recording camera. Steve smiled.
