wildewit prompted this as a Kindergarten kiss. I tried something different here with an outsider's POV.
Kindergarten Kiss
In Eve's professional opinion as the teacher of a class of five-year-olds, the two boys were as different as night and day. She meant that entirely literally, as Steven "Steve" Grant Rogers was pale-skinned, blond-haired, blue-eyed, and loud and Anthony "Tony" Edward Stark was darker-skinned, brown-haired, brown-eyed, and quiet and polite. The two couldn't be more different, and yet they had stuck fast together since the very first day of class.
It had been rather unusual, really, since Tony had been picked on viciously by another young boy, and Steve had interfered before Eve could tell young Obadiah Stane off. Then, of course, Eve had to mildly reprimand Steve for punching Obadiah in the face because little boys shouldn't do that.
It hadn't seemed to dissuade Steve, since Eve was certain that he got into scraps and tussles with the other boys on a daily basis judging from the scrapes, scratches, and bruises he accumulated like magic. Now, Tony was quiet, staying in a corner and building with the blocks and toys the school provided. Eve rather wished that all the children were like Tony, but then class would be more boring than exciting.
In any case, Eve would never want to separate Steve and Tony, no matter how different they seemed. The two boys were always together, and Steve had even shared his precious Bucky Bear with Tony on more than one occasion. They could frequently be seen cuddling together during naptime, and Eve had given up on separating them after the third time Steve had snuck under Tony's blanket.
Their parents seemed similarly charmed by the fact that their boys had found such a fast friendship with each other. Eve had seen both boys going home with the other's parents more than once and coming back the next day with the other's parents dropping them off.
But all of that hadn't really prepared Eve for Valentine's Day that year. She had tasked her class with creating a bunch of paper hearts, setting out glitter, markers, and glue for everyone to share and use.
At the end, Eve had an actual representation of a heart on hand courtesy of one Bruce Banner, who hadn't really seemed to understand that it was supposed to be a metaphorical heart. He had made Kitty Pryde cry when he'd showed it to her, partly because of all the drawn blood he'd put on it.
Eve made a mental note to ask the boy's parents where he was learning these things because five-year-olds typically didn't create accurate representations of the human heart, blood and all.
Then she caught sight of Steve and Tony in the corner, the two exchanging pink hearts. Tony's was similar to Bruce's, though his had notably more glitter than fake blood on it. Steve's was so sparkly that Eve could see the glitter falling off it to land on the carpet.
Seconds later, she saw Steve kissing Tony on the cheek, eyes closed in fierce determination. Tony blushed scarlet, blinking in stunned surprise at Steve.
Eve had to resist the urge to do something completely unprofessional, like coo in delight at the sight.
But she did give into the urge to smile like a fool when Tony held Steve's hand for the rest of the day until they were picked up Sarah Rogers.
Eve had no doubt that Tony and Steve would have quite a strong friendship when they grew older. It was only too bad that she wouldn't get to see it as a kindergarten teacher.