"That was highly inappropriate," Steve stated nonchalantly. This was the first mention he had made since they had began their sexual exploits all around the office areas.

Tony shook his head. "I beg to differ, darling. If work days always went like this, work would be more worthwhile."

"Funny, I think I've heard that exact line somewhere before," Steve said, as he finished up getting dressed.

Tony shrugged. "Do I want to know?"

"Probably not." Steve said shortly, before turning towards the door.

Tony pulled him back gently. "That, my dear, means I probably need to know. Spill."

"Your dad said it. No big deal. Howard was a very…active man in his youth." Steve said in a fake detached tone, that Tony saw right through.

Tony narrowed his eyes. "Did you…partake in those activities?"

Steve merely flushed. "Not a chance. I mean, he showed interest a few times, but I hadn't a clue. You see, Tony, you are a very different man from your father."

Tony ran his hand through his hair. "How so?"

"Howard liked me. But, all this was a long time ago. Can we drop it, please?" Steve said uncomfortably.

Tony held Steve's gaze. "Not a chance. Steve, why are you so hesitant? What did he do?"

"Well, I mean, it was mostly innocent." Steve began carefully. "There was an exuberance of interested glances, and he was really overly flirty."

Tony looked to him with sad eyes. "You're hiding something, and I know you don't need to."

Steve bit his lip. "Well, there was one night. As usual, Howard was piss drunk. Usually, I made it my priority to stay away from him on those nights. One night, I didn't know he was. And, he actually tried to make a move on me. I mean, he kissed me fiercely. He gripped me tight, that would have trapped any mortal man, and tried to have his way with me. Before he could, I whipped him across the room. He got injured a little, but I needed to get away. As I went to walk away, he mumbled about how work would've been better if I just would've agreed to it. I called help for him, and kept my distance. Which, I regretted when I could never see him again in the following times."

Steve turned away, trying not to think to hard into what he just told Tony. In a slow reaction, Tony inched up behind Steve and rested his head on Steve's shoulder. His arms wrapped around Steve's waist, and he felt Steve slowly rest his head onto Tony's shoulder. Tony sighed. "I won't be him, I promise."

"Admittedly, you scared me at first. Because of that, I didn't know if I could trust you. Because, because of him. Howard Stark was a friend, but he was a very flawed individual." Steve said gently.

Tony sighed. "Well, you did me a favour then. Over all those years, while he looked for you, I always wished he'd spend two minutes away to get to know me. I guess, he wasn't worth knowing." Tony said carefully.

Steve looked into Tony's eyes gently. "He really gave you nothing, huh?"

Tony shrugged. "It's for the best, right? It saved me from knowing what a failure my father really was. I mean, if I hadn't thought for so long I was trying to shadow a legacy, I probably never would have became so successful. He needed to ignore me, Steve. It made me who I am."

"Who you are? Tony, I don't believe that. You told me once that he is the reason you are so distant. The reason you are so uncaring, and untrusting. You can't let how he treated you rule your life." Steve heard Tony sniffle, and turned around to face him.

Tony had puffy eyes, and some tears streaming down his cheeks. Steve wrapped Tony into his arms, and heard a weakly muffled laugh coming from Tony. "We are both okay, alright?"

Steve pulled away, a weak smile colouring his face. "We will be. I promise. If we stick together, our problems will eventually float behind us."

Tony nodded, a weak smile colouring his face. "A bad man controlling our lives, just a thing of the past for us."

Steve sighed. "Let's not talk of Howard anymore, if we can help it. I do believe, after all, in some respect for the dead. Especially a dead friend to me, and father to you."

Tony scoffed. "He did horrendous things. His life was a failure-"

"But, we shouldn't spend eternity dwelling on that, alright? People who get that angry, are inching just that much closer to being just like him." Steve said softly.

Tony kissed Steve once gently. "You're right. And, as promised, that is something I will never be."

"Do you want to go home, then? I think you deserve some rest, Tony." Steve said gently. Tony nodded his head, and took Steve's hand.

They were fully ready to head out the last door, before Fury stopped them in their tracks. Tony laughed weakly. "No more holiday, Fury?"

"I didn't say there was a threat, Stark. As, there isn't anything bad going on. Actually, it's good news for Rogers here." Fury said with a small smile.

"Good news for me? That's rare enough. What's going on?" Steve asked curiously.

Fury grinned widely. "Steve, we recovered your friend Bucky. Somehow, he's alive.