Author's Note:

Hello, it is me, the author of this story, telling you that this is a relatively short chapter. It's full of fluffy bits; or as fluffy as I could make it, generally speaking it's more on the tame side of things.

I feel as if the ending is a little lack luster, but eventually when this entire story is finished I will happily (and effortlessly) revise the story to feel a little more perfect, all within reasonable time.

As usual, all quotes/dialogue and characters belong to Marvel, I don't own that. Without any further delay, please enjoy this short, yet sweet chapter.


When Steve was released from the hospital later that day, he was absolutely ecstatic. He was going home back to Avengers Tower. The best part about all this, besides living with his teammates inside the tower, was that he got to spend the day with Tony.

The only downside to all of this was when they were leaving the hospital. You see, even though Tony didn't really mind that he and Steve were doing couple things, despite not being official yet, he knew the media would still be an issue. Much to Steve's displeasure, he wouldn't hold his hand in public, and it made him sad. It also didn't help that Agent Romanoff leaked all of S.H.I.E.L.D.S files onto the internet after the whole Project Insight event. Now everybody knew the truth about the organization, her, and information on Steve himself, his identity was no longer a secret. However, Steve didn't really care if people knew about their private life, even after what Natasha did, he just wanted to be able to act the way he wanted around the genius.

When they got back to the tower, they were greeted by the rest of their teammates. It appears that they all seemed to have settled in already, much to Tony's surprise. However, he in return had a surprise for them.

"Since S.H.I.E.L.D. is no longer existent, you all belong to me. Yes, I'm buying the Avengers. Now you don't have to have Fury breathing down your backs all the time, and we can conduct our own missions as needed. You're welcome."

Those words were spoken just merely hours ago, and he remembered the expression on everyone's face. The mixture of shock and happiness, still vivid in his mind and it brought a smile to his face. Hell, he even remembered his and Natasha's little tradeoff earlier.

"Wow Stark, you might want to be careful, it's almost like you care about us."

"Hey, that's my line Agent Romanoff, get your own."

He looked at the man sitting across from him, lost in thought of what to order from the menu he brought them to. It was really cute the way Steve's eyebrows furrowed as he tried to figure out what he wanted, and the way he bit his lip when he was unsure. He absolutely adored his eyes that sparkled against the light shining above them, those piercing baby blues that he could easily get lost in. He had it bad for the Captain, but was that really a bad thing?

"Hey, Agent Romanoff. I just want to say thank you for taking care of Steve. You're the best."

"Hang on… Did Tony Stark just thank me!?"

"Ugh, come on I'm trying to be nice here. You're making it harder than it needs to be."

"Don't worry genius, secrets safe with me. I'll always have Steve's back just the way I have yours."

"Whatcha thinking about Tony," the blonde questioned, effectively breaking Tony out of his thoughts.

"Uh… You." He said abruptly. He bit his lip and smiled, a small blush coming to his face at his words. He stared at Steve, adoring the way he smiled at him, and the small chuckle that erupted after. It was cute, as well as a little contagious, so it made the other chuckle in return.

"That's sweet. I would say the same, but I'm too busy trying to decide what to eat."

"I can assure you whatever you get it'll be amazing. This place makes quite the American cuisine. Best steaks this side of New York." Reassured Tony.

Steve nodded his head at the brunette, and finally decided what to get when the waiter returned. Tony had told Steve earlier that he could just order the same meal as him, but the super soldier wanted to make his own choice on what to get. He didn't mind being Cliché and doing it, but where was the fun in that?

"You know, I'm happy that you agreed to go out on this date with me." Steve said, promptly after the waiter had left with their orders and menus.

"Why would I not say yes? Hello, date with Captain America? I can rub this in everybody's face," Tony said, chuckling towards the end. The blonde chuckled back in response, and then reached across the table and took one of Tony's hands in his, playing with his fingers a little bit.

"It's just… I never really thought I'd get this far. The whole Avengers, and Bucky thing really messed me up. There were times where I wanted to give up, but I never did. Thanks to you."

Tony raised an eyebrow as if Steve lost his mind. What the hell did Tony do to save Steve when he was busy escaping the ocean and tracking him down.

"I didn't do anything really Cap, you were already plenty strong on your own-"

"No, Tony. I'm not as strong as you think I am," Steve interrupted. Tony stared at Steve with a sad smile, and the super soldier took this as the time to continue. "I was scared, and I was lost. After losing you, my mind was in shambles. I didn't know who to trust, and I had an organization branding me a traitor and coming after me," he sighed softly, "the serum made me physically strong, but that's the only part of me that is strong. My mind is weak, I was crumbling down and I could only think of you. I thought to myself "what would Tony do," and "I wish Tony were here." I felt weak without you, and I almost lost Nat. You were right Tony, everything special about me came out of a bottle."

Steve looked down ashamed at himself. He was supposed to be their leader, but how could he possibly be called that when he himself wasn't strong enough to protect his best friend, or himself. Hell he was Tony's bodyguard, and he practically thought he failed that too when he watched the genius plummet towards his doom. It ate him up inside, and he could feel his body starting to shake a bit.

He felt his other hand being taken by the man sitting across from him, prompting him to look up. Caramel eyes stared into baby blues, noticing the sad smile on his face, and the way his eyes stared at him with compassion and concern. He watched Tony lean over, placing his soft lips against Steve's. They shared a small kiss before the genius sat back down and kept his gaze on the super soldier.

"You're an idiot." He said. Steve laughed at his response and shook his head.

"Thanks."

"Let me finish." Steve nodded his head and kept his mouth shut, prompting Tony to continue. "There is nothing wrong with being scared Steve, it just makes you stronger. You pretty much had the whole world on your back, and you damn well made sure that Agent Romanoff got out of this alive with you. When you were breaking down and wanted to give up, trying to ask yourself what I would do, you did exactly that. You kept pushing forward and you didn't give up even if your body kept telling you to. I damn well know that makes anybody strong, and nothing about you is weak. The serum never made you who you were Steve, you were always this incredibly smart, strong individual from Brooklyn. No serum can take that away, or give you that. You always had that in you, and it's the part of you that I absolutely adore."

Steve was at a loss for words, so he simply smiled at the man he adored as well. Tony shrugged his shoulders and squeezed Steve's hand before saying,

"I'm still shit at this whole relationship thing. I figured you'd be the first one to keep me in check, ya know, to make sure I don't go back to the whole playboy thing."

Steve brought Tony's hand up to his lips, placing a gentle kiss on the back of his hand. He adored the way Tony rambled and said the craziest of things. It always kept the smile on his face and calmed him down.

"Well then, I guess I'll have to make sure that you don't become a playboy again. I wouldn't want anybody else to have my fella." Steve said, blushing a little bit at his words.

"Your fella?" Tony questioned, a hint of amusement in his voice. Steve nodded his head and spoke once more.

"Yea, I want you to be my fella, Tony. I wanna make it official. I wanna hold your hand, and kiss you just like how we are now. I don't care what the media thinks of me, or you, or us. I wanna know that I'm your fella, and you're mine. So, what do you say?"

Tony's smile spread across his face, and he swore he could feel his heart starting to beat just a little fast. The man who he used to hate all his life because of his dad, who didn't give a single shit about what the press or anybody had to say, was asking him to be his boyfriend, in just the cutest 1940's possible way.

"You're a sap," a small chuckle escaped past his lips, "but I'll be damned if that's not something I like about you. Of course I'll be your fella."

"Then I guess I'm your fella too," Steve leaned over the table and kissed his fella gently. They both smiled into the kiss, for once in their life both males were genuinely happy. They had each other, and through all odds were able to find some peace in their lives to share this moment.

When the food came, they kept talking throughout the meal, getting to know each other more. There was never a dull moment between the two, the smiles they bore always reached their eyes, a chorus of heavenly laughter that didn't cease to stop even for a moment. If you asked Steve about this date, he would tell it was the best he's ever been on. If you asked Tony on the other hand, he wouldn't say anything about the date, he'd simply tell you that being with Steve was the best thing that's ever happened to him.


The day was coming to a close, and the two finally returned from dinner, holding hands all the way back to the tower. Steve had told Tony about how he didn't care about what the media said, that all he wanted was to be able to hold Tony how he wanted, kiss him whenever he wanted, and let the world see him with the man he was with. It didn't matter what the media thought, he only cared what Tony thought instead. Who was the genius to deny the blonde what he wanted? So, he happily relented into letting his super soldier hold his hand as they walked back home.

When the elevator stopped at the top roof of Avengers tower, they expected everybody to be asleep by now, but instead they saw one particular spy sitting on the couch and looking towards the elevator.

"Hey boys, how was date night?" Natasha asked. While Steve blushed, Tony rolled his eyes and let go of his hand, making his way over to the spy.

"Why are you awake anyways? Shouldn't you be in bed like a good little assassin?"

"Oh ha ha, you're so funny. For your information I had a job to do."

"What was it?" Steve asked, coming over and sitting next to Tony. He put his arm around the genius and held him close, kissing the side of his head as they looked at Natasha.

"Well if you must know-"

"Wait, let me guess. Your job was to raid the fridge for snacks?" Tony interrupted. She shook her head and rolled her eyes before looking at the two males again.

"No you idiot, I had to gather intel on a man named Strucker."

"So what did you find." Steve asked.

"Well, before S.H.I.E.L.D. was destroyed, Strucker had already taken the Scepter to a bunker in Sokovia. For what purpose, I'm not too sure, but if a Hydra German scientist has it we can't be too safe." She explained.

"So you want the Avengers to go to Sokovia and take back the Scepter?" Tony asked her, one eyebrow raised. She nodded her head in response.

"When exactly do we have to leave for this mission?" Tony added.

"Today."

A massive groan was heard from Tony who got up from where he was, and walked away from Steve and Natasha. It was almost too good to be true. When he and Steve finally got together, had an absolutely amazing first date, it had to be ruined with a mission. He rubbed his face up and down with his hands, fatigue starting to set in.

"Why do the bad guys always have to start some shit? Why can't they just take a fucking break for a little bit?" Tony voiced his frustration. He sighed heavily into the air and crossed his arms, back turned and not noticing his boyfriend coming up from behind him, wrapping his arms around his waist.

"Tony, it's alright. If we have a mission today we should rest for a bit. I wouldn't mind cuddling with you for a while before we have to leave." He planted a soft kiss on Tony's cheek, causing the genius to melt, his facial expression softening a bit before turning around to face Steve.

"You're right, we should be sleeping right now. Sorry we can't talk anymore Agent Romanoff, Steve and I are gonna go hit the sack."

Steve blushed furiously as he looked at Tony, embarrassed at the words he just used in front of Natasha. He turned back to her and she had a smile on her face, which soon turned into a fit of laughter as she looked at Steve's face. He then heard Tony start to laugh shortly after as he stood there, face red, and a small frown on his face.

"I don't mean literally hit the sack Steve. That's metaphorical for going to bed. Although if you're into that kinda stuff then-"

"Tony!" Yelled Steve, causing the other two to laugh even harder. He shook his head and grabbed his boyfriend's wrist, taking him to the elevator so they could go to their rooms. Before the doors closed, Tony said goodbye to Natasha. When they finally closed, he had an amused look on his face as he turned to Steve.

"It's cute watching you get all flustered. I should embarrass you more often, Cap." Tony said, a small smirk plastered on his face. Steve groaned and let his head fall back to hit the cold metal of the elevator.

The two rode in silence for a bit until the elevator stopped on Tony's floor. Being the gentleman that Steve was, he kindly let the genius get out first, and walked the man to his door.

"I had a great night, Steve. Thank you so much for asking me on a date and asking me to be your fella, it was sweet." Tony said once they reached his door. The blonde smiled at him, then proceeded to place a soft kiss on Tony's lips, smiling even more when he felt the genius kiss back and wrap his arms around his neck. He opened the door, still kissing the brunette as he led them inside. Once the door closed their lips parted from each other, and pleading caramel browns looked into sparkling baby blues.

"Sleep with me?" Tony asked abruptly. Steve was taken back a little, a small blush appearing on his face once again.

"Don't you think it's kinda early in our relationship to be asking me to sleep with you?" Questioned Steve.

"You're right, sorry it was just the in the moment kind of thing. We just had our first date, and I'm moving too fast. Forget I said that…" Tony trailed off. He bit his lip and turned away from Steve, making his way to the bed. Steve watched Tony faceplant onto the bed, his body going limp once it made contact. He chuckled before walking over towards the brunette, gently crawling on the bed to lay next to him.

"I wouldn't mind sleeping with you, but I wanna take things slow. I care about you, and I wanna make sure you enjoy being with me." Steve said, running his hand through Tony's hair. The brunette had his eyes closed, but a small moan escaped past his lips. Tony absolutely loved it when Steve ran his fingers through his hair. It always sent a jolt of electricity up his spine, and he could never stop himself from making a small sound of pleasure escape into the air.

"Alright you big sap, come cuddle with me. I need some warmth from my favorite blonde super soldier."

The words from Tony brought a wide smile onto Steve's face as he brought the man closer to him, placing a kiss to his temples as he held him. The genius rested his head onto the blonde's chest, noting that this would always be his favorite spot. He sighed happily as he inhaled the sweet aroma of Vanilla, which caused him to nuzzle even more in Steve's warm embrace. He could also listen to Steve's heartbeat as he relaxed and let exhaustion take over him. Before he knew it, he felt his body relax, and succumbed to the much welcomed feeling of slumber, something his body has missed deeply. However, just before he passed out, he heard a few words that he would remember for the rest of his life.

"Sleep tight Tony. I want you to know that no matter what happens, you'll always be my fella."

That night, Tony fell asleep with possibly the biggest smile on his face.


Author's Note:

These chapters are slowly starting to catch up to me and I must say I am still on chapter ten. As to why, it's going to be the longest chapter in the series, since it is the Civil War chapter.

Without giving too much away, I will say I am proud of scenes I have added, and I feel like I'm geared towards the right direction. Only a few more chapters to go before Civil War, and then after that Infinity War. Don't worry, I still have some other loose ends to patch up and give context too before I bring everything back to the prologue (which peaked your interest into reading this or you wouldn't be here right now :^) )

Anyways, I hope everybody is staying healthy and safe during these times, and I accept any and all constructive criticism and positive feedback. If you want to let me know what you think of the story or how I'm doing, or anything you have questions on, feel free to review or message me privately.

Until next time, Bai! 3