I'm Gonna Build My Boy a Boyfriend
aka Captain America's history
by Howard Stark
Epilogue
In which things end and it isn't sad
Howard never really thought much about what Tony would be when he grew up. He never worried about Tony's future, or what Tony would become as a man – if he was going to be straight or gay or bi. If he would like dark colors or light ones. If he would want to work at Stark Industries, or if he would throw his life away spending every cent in his bank accounts and getting drunk all day long.
He knew Tony was smart, and he believed in him. He had a vague awareness that Tony would make him proud someday, that Tony would finish what he had started, his search for better technology, for a better world in a way.
Howard always saw Tony in the bigger picture.
It was very hard for a man like him to identify small matters, to worry about them, even acknowledge them. He was always able to see the great scheme of things, how this or that action would affect the future ten, fifteen, fifty years from the now, from the present.
That's pretty much why Howard had never wondered if Tony would be happy.
If he had, though, at some point, stopped working long enough to think about his son's future in a matter of personal happiness, he would never had guessed how truly happy Tony is now.
How truly happy and glad and content and in love he, indirectly, had made his own son.
Steve was not perfect, and that made him all the more perfect in Tony's eyes. That first kiss was followed by a few awkward moments in front of the other Avengers, and a long talk with Fury, and a strange yet heartwarming acceptance from their team.
They had gotten together, and they both were pretty sure they were never letting the other go.
They fought, and argued. Sometimes Steve was just too uptight, and Tony was just too overwhelming, but they could make it through, as long as they had each other. There were tense moments, when Steve talked about Howard, or when Tony made some joke about the 40s, but they could let the small matters go.
They had each other after fights, and they had each other's backs during them. They were part of a team, and they could always work to make them greater and better.
What Howard and Erskine and Yinsen and Pepper had started, they had managed to finish.
What was good had become great. What was contentment had become true happiness. What was a team had become a family.
They believed in each other.
And it was more than enough.
The end!
Now I'm going to go and write Hurricane.
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