Steve and Tony were bundled up, scares, gloves, hats, you name it .The air was like ice but they had felt cooped up inside and decided to take a walk.

They leisurely walked down the sidewalk when suddenly Tony's feet began to slide, his heart jumped and stopped. He was falling.

Then he was warmer than a second ago and softly standing. Steve had his arms wrapped around his waist.

"Are you alright?" Steve asked.

Tony pushed away a sharp "fine" accompanied by a stiff nod. His waist and everywhere else they had touched was still burning.

H glanced at Steve, the red cheeks, the happy smile.

Quick, soft and mumbled into the fabric of his scarf. "I love you Steve Rodgers."

"Huh?"

"Oh uh nothing!" Tony spoke frantically, looking away and avoiding Steve's face.

If he had looked he would of see a soft, loving smile aimed his way and a mouthed "me too."