Tony woke slowly. His eyes fluttered open to see that it was still dark out, with the moon big and bright as the only light source in his and Steve's room. He rolled over on the bed to find Steve sitting up on the bed with his head resting on his hands, his eyes gazing out the window, looking at the New York skyline. Tony could tell he was thinking about something. Hard.

"Hey. Is something wrong?" He asked quietly, looking up at the Captain.

Steve looked back down and tried to reassure him with a soft smile. "No. Not at all, just thinking. It's not important."

Tony sat up and leaned against the blonde hero. "C'mon Steve, we both know that if you have your thinking face on, it's obviously important."

Steve sighed. "It's just." He paused." You're going to think I'm crazy."

"Hey, if either of us is crazy, I'm pretty sure it would be me." Tony huffed a laugh.

"Well, have you ever though of, you know. Kids?" Steve asked.

Tony was surprised by the question. He knew he loved Steve, and would love a child. The real problem was if he would be able to take care of a child. "Like, little human beings?"

"Yeah. I didn't know how to tell you, but I've started to want one."

"Well I don't think I have the right parts for that, Cap." Tony joked.

"You're hilarious Tony." Steve pushed him lightly and Tony supported himself with one arm and leaned back.

"I think we can make it work though." He smiled at Steve. We've smiled back. He leaned over and wrapped the inventor into a hug.

"Thank you. I love you so much." He whispered into Tony's shoulder.

"I love you too Steve." He returned the hug. "We have to tell the others though. Can't just show up with a kid and expect them to roll with it." Tony thought of the other Avengers living in the tower. Bruce would probably be a little nervous around a child, but eventually warm up to it. And Darcy was always there to speed that process along. Thor and Jane would absolutely love to have a child around. Clint and Natasha would either love a baby, or be hesitant towards the idea, but they were assassins for crying out loud. They were hesitant about everything. Tony thought they would warm up to the idea as soon they saw it though.

"Yeah. We'll be ok though." He kissed the back of Tony's neck. "We can tell them tomorrow, I don't feel like getting up." Steve pulled Tony back down to lie on the bed.

I feel like this is really, really short. But I have the next few chapters written up so if anyone is interested in reading more I would be happy to continue the series.

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