So I don't think this one really counts, but whatever. This is quite literally to you guys.
Stay sexy.
"Steve!" Tony screamed in horror, his voice echoing through the mostly empty park, as he scrambled for a safe land (aka the park bench). "Steve, help, it's trying to kill me!"
"It's not trying to kill you," Steve rolled his eyes fondly, sitting down next to the brunet. "It probably just wants your donuts."
"Yeah, well, he's not getting them. I love them too much."
"But I thought you loved me?"
"I do. I just love donuts too. We could definitely like have a polyamorus relatio-holy shit, it's coming for me!"
"I can already see the headlines: The Invincible Iron Man Vs. Squirell!"
Tony glared at Steve as the latter pulled the monstrous animal away from the genius. It was their first walk together outside after Tony had outed them. They were still on every newspaper's front page and there were still hundreds of discussions about them both online and offline. The fans that had shipped them all along, the Stony shippers, were going crazy and the couple was sure they had never seen so much fanart or fanfiction about them ever in their whole lives.
The whole outing thing had been half a year ago.
The whole last half a year, Tony and Steve had been locked up in the Tower or they only left the building one-by-one. The only times, when they were together out, were the times they had to assemble. And that for some reason had happened only a few times.
So Steve had thought it would be a good idea to go outside for once. You know, breath fresh air - fresh air in Manhattan? - and get some vitamin D and be all couple-y. And drive fangirls crazy.
So far they had only run into a few fans. Or maybe others were too afraid to talk to them or wanted to give them space or something.
Anyways, it was nice.
Until that horrible life-threatning monster - squirell, Tony! - came along and ruined the whole day by attacking them.
"Believe it or not, but I doubt this small creature can kill you," Steve laughed, holding the squirell up and comparing it to Tony. "You're like twenty times its' size. And it's also super cute."
"You are horrible at maths," Tony rolled his eyes, taking the box of donuts and the Starbucks cups on top of it and starting to walk away. Steve chuckled, before putting the animal down on the bench and following Tony. "And that's exactly what they want you to think. That they are really cute and fluffy and would never hurt a person."
Steve linked his arm with Tony's, slowing his walking speed to match the other's. "Who are 'they'?" Steve asked, grabbing hiw own coffee (ironically enough, Iced Americano) and taking a sip.
"The squirellese maffia, of course."
Steve almost choked.
"Squirellese maffia?" Steve repeated, trying desperately to stop laughing. "You do realize that's not a thing, right?"
"Of course it's a thing," Tony argued, sounding offended.
"It's not."
"Is too."
"Is not."
"Is too."
"Look at them bickering like 5 year olds. What has my life come to?" a voice came from over them.
The couple looked up to see Clint hanging from a tree upside down. "What are you doing there, Legolas?" Tony asked, looking annoyed, terrified and amused at the same time.
"We're making sure no homophobe is going to say anything to you," Natasha said, her head popping out of the treebranches.
"Because we are the original Stony shippers and we need to protect you at any cost," Clint added and shot both of the guys with heart shaped arrows. "Nostalgia time, now kiss."
Steve laughed, before pulling Tony in for a kiss. He wrapped one of his arms around Tony's waist, pulling him almost flush against him, trying not to crush the donuts. With his free hand he took Tony's hand in his own, smiling at the sound of metal clinking against metal.
Reason ... 54?: I don't think it's actually a reason to love you, but I wanted to include our fans, because without them, I don't think we would be where we are right now.
