Completely inspired by a text message I sent to a friend. I found a picture of Steve (the one I would use as the cover image if I could get it to load) and since her phone contact is Steve Rogers I sent "Steve. Steeeveee. STEEEEEEEVEEEE." To which she responded with "What is it Tony?" And I sent the picture and said "Draw me like one of your French girls." Just a little ridiculous fun.
Tonito- Tony plus a Borrito.
Tony had seen the movie before, he'd seen it multiple times in fact, but that didn't deter him from doing it again. He'd told Jarvis not to disturb him, popped the movie in, and curled up on the couch. He was his own Tonito.
He'd gotten up once to get another cup of coffee but immediately sank back into his blankets afterwards.
When the movie was over he stretched, reaching up towards the ceiling. He was headed back towards his lab when he noticed the balcony door open. Curious, he walked over.
Steve was on the balcony, sketching the night sky. There was a horizon of buildings and a moon almost covered by clouds.
Tony leaned against the doorway. "Draw me like one of your French girls," he said.
Steve, startled by Tony's sudden statement, spun around. "What?"
"Draw me like one of your French girls," Tony repeated, expression serious.
"Tony, I don't under-"
Tony interrupted by grabbing Steve's hand and dragging him inside. "We're watching Titanic."
"How are we going to watch a ship that sank in 1912?"
"It's a movie," Tony replied, starting the movie from the beginning.
Steve watched curiously. By the time the movie was over his cheeks were a light pink.
"Draw me like one of your French girls," Tony said again.
Steve flushed darker. "Tony, I-"
Tony pressed Steve's sketch pad into his hand and posed dramatically. Steve started sketching him without another word, detailing the crinkles in his shirt and the messy manor of his hair.
When he finished he silently passed the sketch pad over. Tony examined it then grinned. "That wasn't so bad, was it?"
"I guess not," Steve smiles. "I guess not."