Really short but ehh I wrote it when I was half alseep so excuse its laziness.
Their first time was far from amazing. Sure it was great because it's Steve and he's perfect, but their first time was fast and awkward and up against a boxing ring.
Far from romantic. And Tony wanted Steve to have that, that really romantic first time.
And he really tried, went all out. Wrote Steve a letter to meet him in his room at eight and put it in Steve's room. Then he spent a good portion of the day putting rose petals in a path and around the bed.
He bought a ton of candles and put them around the room. He even found some romantic music from the forties to play in the background. He was lighting the last candle when someone lightly knocked on the door.
Tony cursed under his breath and almost burned his thumb. Wait, was he nervous? Tony shook his head; you can't seriously be nervous, just chill out.
He put his thumb in his mouth as he walked over to the door, careful not to touch anything. He took and finger out of his mouth and opened up the door with a grand gesture.
Steve stepped inside slowly and Tony watched as his mouth dropped. "You did all of this?" Tony smiled shyly and nodded, "Do you like it?" Steve pulled Tony into his arms, "It's perfect."
And it was. Quite frankly Tony was damn pleased with himself until Steve, who was sleepily playing with Tony's hair, said that Tony didn't have to go through all the trouble.
Tony of course babbled on for five minutes about how he should have told him that before, but Tony knew he wouldn't change a thing even if he could.
