Steve stared up at the sky with a look of awe. It was one of the most beautiful and amazing phenonons he'd ever seen in is life. The sky was a light blue color with soft and fluffy pink clouds over the blue color. You'd certainly have to see it to believe it! Being so distracted, Steve hadn't heard Tony come out to see it too.

"That's..." Tony Stark actually seemed at a loss for words, "Beautiful." He settled on,

"It's like a pink cotton candy sky," Steve whispered.

Of course Steve really didn't want to admit just how, well, romantic, the whole situation was. He felt Tony place a hand on his shoulder and slowly turn him around. Then as if following an invisible cue, they slowly inched toward each other..."

Steve jerked up quickly in his bed. It had just been a dream. He let out a huge sigh and pulled the covers over his head. Steve couldn't help thinking that he had been so close. It felt so real though. So real. It bugged him how much he had hoped that he could potentially have a future with Tony. It was impossible. Tony loved Pepper, end of story, end of discussion. It could never be him. He wanted Tony to be happy though. Isn't that love? Love is selfless. But he also knew that he would never fully be complete without Tony. Steve had even been able to feel Tony's warm breath on his face for just a moment, and oh how he wished he could live in that moment forever. He mentally scolded himself and got up to start his day.

"Darn machine!" Steve grumbled under his breath whilst trying to get this coffee contraption to work. He just wanted a mug of coffee, but it didn't seem to be worth it.

"Having a bit of trouble old man?"

"Please Tasha, I just want a cup of coffee. Would you help me out?" Steve desperately hated to ask, and of all people to ask it was Natasha.

She looked like she had a comeback prepared, but decided it wasn't worth the effort and started up the red coffee pot.

"What kind would you like Cap?"

"Just...regular coffee?"

"No one drinks just coffee anymore. You need a pumpkin spice latte with too shots of black expresso or-"

"What language are you speaking in? Just a black coffee please," Steve said regretting his decision to make a coffee at all.

Natasha groaned and chose an italian roast and stuck it in the top chamber of the pot before clicking down the lever. "There you go," and she left upstairs.

The coffee tasted fine to Steve, but still he probably wouldn't attempt making another anytime soon. He stifled a yawn, and paced outside. That's when he saw a very familiar sight.

It was... Pink cotton candy clouds?! He wiped his eyes and looked again, just to make sure he wasn't, well, dreaming. Nope, the breathtaking sight was still there, looking as wonderous as before. Would this be the second dream to actually happen? And if the dream would happen the... That would be crazy. Steve thought it had to be coincidence. Yes, coincidence, nothing more.

"It's...beautiful," He heard his favorite voice say.

"Yeah like, pink cotton candy clouds," he quickly replied, secretly hoping that perhaps his dream would play out if he played along.

Sure enough he felt Tony grab his shoulder and slowly turn him...

Steve was freaking out on the inside, this can't be happening, Tony wasn't in love with him at all. He couldn't be, and most importantly he realized that Tony shouldn't be. He didn't want to take him away from a normal(ish) life with Pepper. He couldn't do this to her either. Luckily, Steve didn't have to decide on a plan of action because before anything could happen between them, Bruce stepped outside exclaiming, "Cirrus clouds! Lovely!"

Steve about melted on the spot. Nothing was going his way today. How could he even have, not one, but TWO dreams that actually played out before his eyes. Two dreams in Two days. What did this mean?

Sorry for the long wait! ^_^ Hopefully this makes up for it a bit. Poor Steve :( Oh well, stay tuned! Please review! Those who review shall get a virtual ice cream cone... with sprinkles. If that doesn't make you want to review, I don't know what would.