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Word Count - 304
Traitors and Gossips
"How about we leave your virtual reality and step foot outside for a change, hmm?" Steve suggested, when he found Tony in the workshop three days after he'd entered it.
Tony glared at him. "Virtual reality is an entirely different thing to having technology around you, and I know you know that, Captain Troll."
"Eh, come on, prove to me that you're not a vampire," Steve wheedled, tugging gently on Tony's hand.
"But outside means people," Tony whined. "I don't want to people today, Steve!"
Laughing, Steve pulled Tony to his feet and from the workshop.
…
It was windy in the park, and Tony was very much not impressed with his boyfriend for bringing him outside in such conditions.
Though… walking hand in hand and kicking leaves was nice, he supposed.
But still. Wind. People. Not fun.
"So, is there a reason you forced me out of my crypt?" Tony asked, when they were halfway around the park.
Steve snorted. "Just thought you might enjoy a walk, that's all."
Tony frowned at him, because his tone was just a bit too innocent. "Uh huh. I do not believe you for a second."
Steve flushed slightly.
"Okay, so Rhodey might have suggested taking you outside into the fresh air might help you to sleep, and I know you've been struggling, so…"
"I'm surrounded by traitors and gossips," Tony muttered, but he was smiling, because it was always nice to know that people cared.
Even if it meant him being dragged outside occasionally.
"I hope you know that means that you have to push me on the swing," he said eventually.
…
Rhodey was correct though.
Within an hour of being home, Tony was curled up against Steve's chest, fast asleep.
Steve would have to make sure to thank him next time he came around.
Written for:
North Funfair: Snowman, Step 4: 9. Park
East Funfair: Cocktail: 5. Cranberry Mimosa: Windy
365: 362. Virtual