The Date (Part 2)

Okay, so Steve had shed a tear or two…alright, fine. He bawled like a toddler who couldn't understand why he couldn't have the toy but the first 5 minutes were so emotional and Carl's life of monotony after Ellie died was too much like when after he came up out of the ice and found out everyone he knew was either dead or in a nursing home and Peggy…his dear sweet strong Peggy who lost everything, including her mind. Russell and the trip Carl took was like Steve's first time finally venturing out of his apartment and running though New York for the second time after he woke up. Doug reminded him a bit of Thor, very excitable. Russell was a strange combination of what he imagined how Clint and Tony would be like as children and Kevin was like…Steve didn't even know. One of Tony's bot's perhaps? Steve didn't feel too bad though, Harry had cried too, just not as much since he had already seen the film.

"Why would you make me watch that? It was good but…" Steve gestured to the piles of used tissues in the trash can on the coffee table next to the hot chocolate Harry had made them.

"Well, I figured no one would have shown it to you yet, plus it has such a good ending and amazing computer animation." Harry said, "Plus it's good to cry now and again." He leaned up a bit from where he had been lounging against Steve's side and chest and with a lazy flick of his wand everything was cleaned up from their cry-fest before settling back into Steve's side, "Want to watch another movie?"

"Okay, but something less sad please." Steve requested, sinking further into Harry's couch. All of his furniture seemed older than even Steve was and was ridiculously plush but felt heavenly.

Harry smiled at him and nodded before groaning and getting up to look at his DVD collection to search through it for a lighthearted piece and spotted The Sword in the Stone. He gleefully put it in, although it was a horridly inaccurate depiction of what type of eccentric Merlin was, they captured Arthur's person quite well. He settled back down after putting the DVD in and sleepily watched the movie up until the fish scene before he fell into Morpheus' arms.

Steve stayed awake throughout the movie, not noticing Harry falling asleep but did notice how Harry seemed to find movies that he could relate to without hesitation. True, his family had never treated him like Arthur was by his, but he did remember the hard work he had to do to make it by without feeling like he wasn't earning anything. True with his asthma, heart condition and weak immune system he wasn't able to do the same jobs Bucky and some of the boys did like moving furniture but he was a good delivery boy for the drug store and was able to do odd jobs around town. Arthur's dreams to be a knight was very much like his wistful dream to be a soldier. Only difference for Arthur it was his birth right and Steve's health that stood between them and their dreams until the moment of realization that they could be great.

It was a wonderful film but Steve was confused by Merlin at the very end and turned his head to ask Harry but realized Harry was asleep, snoring softly and every now and then his lips would close and a gentle puff would open them again as Harry breathed out.

Steve reluctantly moved to get out from under Harry when he was suddenly suspended upside down in the air with Harry's wand pointed at him, his eyes still unfocused from just waking up until he shook himself fully awake and quickly lowered Steve to the ground in sheepishly.

"I'm sorry Steve, it's something that stuck with me after the war."

Steve nodded in understanding before offering Harry a small smile, "I need to get going; it's pretty late. I'll see you tomorrow?"

Harry nodded and led Steve to the door in comfortable silence and before Steve knew it Harry had pressed his lips to Steve's cheek and had pushed him out of the door with a little mischievous smile before saying "Good night Steve," before closing the door, leaving Steve alone in the shadowed alley to walk back to the tower.

Steve entered the tower with a big dopey looking grin on his face and a spring in his step. Well, that was Tony's description of him and Tony had looked at him suspiciously but was distracted by the fact Pepper had come up with a mound of paperwork and he hightailed it to the lab to avoid her ire towards the fact he had yet to sign them when he had promised to several hours earlier.

Steve went into the kitchen to get a glass of warm milk and was glad Tony hadn't followed him, the grandpa jokes grew tenfold when Steve would do anything with a 'homey' feeling to it.

He tensed at a small clack and relaxed when Clint dropped out of the vent, barely missing the four light pendent hanging above the island and landed on top of a barstool with a cocky grin, "So, how was the date?"

Steve narrowed his eyes at him, "Good, why?"

Clint held up his phone that had several images of him and Harry taken through one of the windows with a high resolution camera, obviously Natasha's work, given the quality and the occasional shots of their hands.

Steve looked up at Clint with a raised eyebrow asking 'really?' as Natasha swayed into the room and looked at Steve and asked "How was the date?" with a false sense of an inquisitive nature.

He just looked at them both and gave them a big old smile, "It was perfect, now if you excuse me I have to drink my milk before it cools."