Omg my lovelies I'm sorry I haven't been here in a long time. Its just that school is bitch and everything has been like a wild rodeo. Family emergencies and everything is just… *Flails arms*
You guys understand right? Right?! Anyways, here is my 3rd chapter. Oh fair warning, Steve is not some innocent 90 something year old grandpa. He knows a lot of modern things *looks at Tasha*
He can be a troll too. Just a warning before we get further into the story.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Chapter 3
Tony woke up quite tired. His eyes burned for some reason and his brain felt like a giant ball of putty. He blinked once to clear his eyes. Why was everything black? Had he gone blind over night? Wait? Why was the darkness warm? Oh my god, it's moving. Is it breathing? What happened last night? Why did this darkness have a familiar smell? Then he remembered what had happened over night. Tony closed his eyes again and snuggled deeper into what he had realized was Steve Roger's chest.
"Morning, Tony." Steve's chest rumbled.
"Is it morning already? What time is it? You actually stayed here with me? What else happened last night? I can't remember…" Tony looked up to lock eyes with the supersoldier.
"Yes it's morning. It's currently about to be 8 in the morning. Yes I actually stayed here, I would never leave you if you needed me. And a lot of stuff happened but you should shower and get ready because your brother is coming. And you also promised me you were going to explain to me about this other brother and why he wasn't in your file." Steve explained.
"Ugh… That sounds like too much wor- Wait a minute? Did you just say my brother is on his way here? Which one? Oldest or youngest?" Tony frowned.
"Your youngest, sir." Jarvis broke through.
"Oh okay good. I would cry and hide if Mycroft came. I'm sorry but he's very annoying. I like Sherlock better." Tony smiled.
"Tony. Shower and you can explain who your brothers are. Please?" Steve arched an eyebrow.
"But you're so warm and comfy. No Steve don't give me the kicked puppy dog look! Fiiiiinnnnneeee! But you are carrying me." Tony said and sat up.
Steve huffed out a small laugh before getting off the bed and picking up the billionaire and carrying him to the bathroom.
"I like my water warm. Not too cold but not too hot. Maybe a tad bit to the hot side." Tony explained as he was set down on the counter.
"Tony, I'm not your mother." Steve smirked.
"Oh my god. Your smirking should be illegal. Why did I let that evil red headed assassin introduce you to modern stuff?" Tony sighed.
Steve snorted and nodded to the tub.
"I know. Shower." Tony grumbled as Steve walked out of the bathroom.
Tony quickly stripped and showered before jumping out and drying. He wrapped his towel around his waist, purposely making it loose so that they would hang off his waist and glanced at his reflection in the mirror. He looked like he hadn't slept in days, which was true. He was busy making Natasha some stilettos that could be used like throwing knives.
"Sir, I just received a message from the airport. Mr. Holmes and his partner have landed." Jarvis alerted.
"Oh shit. Jarvis how fast can you get that awesome cafe around the corner to deliver a whole bunch of pastries here in less than half an hour?" Tony asked.
"I've already put the order in, sir. They will be here in exactly 35 minutes."
"Tell them faster. I'll pay double if they make it faster."
"I'll tell them right away." the AI said.
Tony sighed and walked out of the bathroom and locked eyes with Steve who was sitting on the edge of the bed. A light blush covered his cheeks.
"So I've ordered food." Tony said as he grabbed a pair of boxers, jeans, and an AC DC shirt out of his closet.
"Good. Now, care to explain?" Steve asked.
"Okay. So before I was born, Howard went to London with Aunt Peggy to do something about something for some company. I think it was some gala or something? Anyways, he met my brother's mom, I forgot her name, but they talked and had a couple drinks and hooked up. Howard came back to New York a couple weeks later and met my sweet dear old mom. Howard and my brother's mom stayed in contact. She told him about the child but they agreed to keep it a secret. So my eldest half brother was born, which is Mycroft. So a few years later, I was happily delivered into this lovely world where almost everyone hates me. Two years later, Howard had to go back to London for another thing and hooked up with her again and stayed there for a couple months before coming back. Then my youngest brother, Sherlock, was born and to tell you the truth, is way awesomer than Mycroft." Tony ranted as he slid on his clothes.
"Oh. So Howard cheated on your mom? Wow. The more I hear about him the more I want to punch him in the face." Steve sighed.
"You aren't the first one to say that." Tony shrugged and sat on the bed beside Steve.
They sat there in comfortable silence for a couple moments before Steve turned around and pulled Tony into a hug. Tony slumped against the warm body before wrapping his arms around his waist and pressing his face into the super soldier's wide chest.
"Sir, the breakfast pastries have arrived and Mr. Holmes is at least 5 minutes away." Jarvis interrupted.
"Why do you gotta ruin the moment, J?" Tony groaned and looked to the camera in the room.
"I'm very sorry about that Sir." Jarvis said, and Tony swore he heard a hint of amusement in the AI's voice.
Tony sighed and nodded before pulling away.
"All right. Let's get this reunion with." Tony smiled weakly and looked up at Steve.
"You got this. You have me to help you through everything. I promise." Steve smiled reassuringly.
Well… I saw the Civil War trailer… I nearly cried. Okay I cried a bit. It's very sad. My poor Tony. My feels… I can't… I just can't do it… I'm going to keep writing and fix all this shit in the corner of the room. I'll try to update soon. Hope you like! Please review or something. I'm going to assemble the Avengers and force everyone to use their damn words instead of fighting. Bye guys! Oh if you want me to ask the Avengers anything, leave a review and I'll ask. I promise.
