Two weeks had passed since the last drawing session, but Steve and Tony hung out as much as they could outside of their class schedules. They would pretty much just enjoy each other's company, talking to one another as if they had been friends since childhood.
They would both joke around, and have a warm drink inside at the cafe when it rained (Spring is such a rainy season no matter where you go). Occasionally Tony persistently bugged Steve to let him see the first finished part of the project, which Steve kept hidden from him as equally as persistent. Steve knew better than to keep it in his dorm, where it would be in plain sight.
Things were running smoothly, but Tony felt their was still a small disconnect. So he offered an invitation to Steve that allowed him to venture where no outsider was allowed to enter before...
"Hey Steve, wanna come and hang out with Bruce and I tonight? We're having a video game marathon later.".
Steve looked at him apprehensively.
"I don't know. That's like you and Bruce's 'roommate bonding' thing isn't it? I don't want to be in the way.".
Tony made a raspberry noise with his mouth and waved off Steve's remark.
"It perfectly fine. Bruce said he was cool with it, and another person makes better free-for-alls."
Steve contemplated it for a moment, and then nodded.
"Alright. Count me in.".
Tony grinned wide.
"Great! I have to warn you though, I am currently the reigning champ for a month straight!".
Steve showed up at Tony and Bruce's dorm that night at seven. He felt out of place in the Rosen dorms. It truly was more focused around the science majors. The number of labs he saw on his way just to Tony's dorm made his head spin. He supposed that if he was invited over again, he might be able to get used to it. If he was invited again.
He knocked on the door after realizing he had just been standing outside of it for a good minute or so. Shortly after, he was greeted with a familiar face wearing a large grin.
"Steve! Come on in, man.".
Tony excitedly ushered Steve into the room. As he walked in, Steve noticed a few things. The room had a few difference compared to his dorm. There was extra space where a lab table was present. There was a little section that had some sort of chemicals lined up on it, while the other side had a mechanical-looking whats-it that seemed to be in the process of being built. That no doubt was Tony's, he thought.
Tony's voice broke Steve's train of thought as he spoke and gestured to the other side of the room.
"Steve, I would like you to meet the ever elusive Bruce in his natural habit!".
Steve turned to see another person setting up the gaming systems in the corner. He stood and walked his way over to Steve, his hand extended for a handshake. The guy looked to be around Steve's age. He had dark brunette hair that laid in a mess of curls on his head and had glasses pushed up his nose. He was slightly stocky and had a nervous look about him, but he had quite a firm handshake.
"Hey. Bruce Banner." the man introduced himself in a mellow tone of voice.
Steve returned the handshake and introduction with one of his own.
"Steve Rogers." He said with a light smile.
Tony seemed to be busy zipping everywhere getting everything else ready, so Steve though that he could make small talk with Bruce. Before he could say anything though, Bruce beat him to the punch.
"I have to say, you seem nothing like what I was expecting.".
Steve wore a questioning look. Bruce started to explain further.
"What I mean is that when Tony mentioned he had an art major friend, my mind automatically thought of the art student stereotype; someone really thin and lanky, highly eccentric, and reclusive.".
Steve thought about it, and to be honest a lot of the other art majors fit that description. A few fit it to a T.
"But just looking at you, you seem to be the exact opposite of that." Bruce continued. "You're alright by me.".
Before Steve could think about what Bruce meant by that last statement, Tony sped in with a stack of games. Steve thought Tony must be really excited about this marathon. He has been more energetic today then he has ever seen him.
"Okay!" Tony announced.
"We have 3 systems, 15 games to plow through, and enough food to hold us over in case the Zombie Apocalypse comes to pass.". He tossed a controller to both Steve and Bruce as he plopped down in a bean-bag chair, handling his own controller. A big grin grew onto his face.
"Let's get this thing started.".
As the three played through the games, it was evident where each of their "strengths" lie. When they had played Soul Calibur, Tekken, or basically any game that required fast button combinations, Tony won by a landslide. Steve was dubbed "The Mini-Game King" due to his absolute conquering of all of them in Mario Party. Bruce was surprisingly good at the war-based games. Steve and Tony always had a hard time finding him, and Bruce would always end up catching them as he passed through like a ghost. They never saw him coming and they never saw where he went afterwards.
They had been playing for about 5 hours, all joking and occasionally roughhousing along the way. They were getting ready to play a rhythm game when Steve had to go use the restroom. He excused himself momentarily to do so. When he came back, Bruce was playing the guitar part to a fairly quiet and slow song in Guitar Hero. Tony had fallen asleep in his bean-bag.
Steve lightly chuckled at the sight.
"He was completely active not even five minutes ago. What happened?". Bruce paused the song and spoke quietly.
"He's been up since the day before last. He has been nothing but Coffee- Fueled since then. He was pulling an all-nighter working on a project over there.".
Bruce pointed at the mechanical thing on the table.
"He needed sleep." Bruce continued. "So I made his last few cups of coffee decaf.".
Steve nodded in understanding then looked back down at Tony. With the look on Tony's face it was easy to tell that he had been exhausted, but at the same time he looked so tranquil and at peace. Steve took in every aspect of the expression. He could use this for the next part of his project.
After snapping out of his stupor, Steve offered to help Bruce put Tony into his bed and clean up. When they set Tony on his mattress, he reflexively grabbed onto his pillow and nuzzled up against it. Steve stifled back a chuckle at the sight. It was adorable. Steve stopped and shook that last thought from his head as he help Bruce finish cleaning up.
After they had finished, Steve said goodbye to Bruce and went back on his way to his own dorm. On his way back he kept that image of Tony in his mind, making sure to make a rough sketch of it immediately when he got back.