Author's Note: Thanks for everyone reading. I've gotten some suggestions from DaisKuruna and milkywaymidnight and I'm using them, so yay! And umm… my Tony/Bruce kinda slipped out during the snowball fight as well as a whole bunch of Clint/Natasha lol
Steve's panic was immediate as he froze in his seat with a look of terror on his face.
"What troubles you?" Thor asked severely.
The captain was quick to cover his dismay.
"It's nothing."
Everyone else was having fun and he didn't want to ruin their child-like states. Even Tony seemed like a bearable person as he playfully pushed at Bruce to try on one of the girly coats and then Bruce threatened to pelt him with ice later. Clint and Natasha had ironically chosen matching coats and were sharing loving gazes. Steve turned to Thor to stupidly expect him to be wearing a coat, too.
"Gods do not need such protection," he informed.
"Right," Steve said with embarrassment.
Despite the abilities of his fast metabolism (a.k.a staying warm easier), Steve picked out a thick coat and pulled it on. He could already feel the cold entering his bones again and the feeling was not at all welcome.
The van dropped them off at Central Park and Steve huddled next to Thor as they both looked around. There was a thick blanket of snow upon everything and only a few people were out and about. When Thor realized how close Steve was actually getting, it threw him for a loop because he knew how much the man was not comfortable with PDA.
"Something is truly wrong, Steve. Do not lie to me."
Steve didn't bother looking up, "I just don't exactly enjoy the snow. Being frozen for seventy years can do that."
Thor put an arm around him, "The ice carries back bad memories for me as well. It reminds me of my brother."
Feeling completely selfish, Steve turned around and gave Thor a tight hug. He had not thought of Thor.
"How about we try our best to forget for a while," Steve whispered, cupping the god's face in his hands.
"I love you, Steve," Thor smiled.
Thor took the man's hand as they turned back to see their friends already mid-snowball fight. Clint and Natasha were on a team together near a tree. She would toss up snowballs to him in the tree to throw. Bruce had procured a fort to hide behind. Though both of their targets were not each other, but Tony, who was struggling to keep up. Bruce threw a fastball and hit the defenseless man in the butt.
"Hey!" Tony barked, from behind his poorly-made fort, "This is totally unfa-"
Amidst his rant, Thor had experimentally made and thrown a snowball which unfortunately hit Tony straight in the face. Tony sputtered and turned pink from what he would later swear was the cold and not his humiliation.
"I like this game," Thor boomed, "Come, Steve. We will find a proper location for our snow-made fortress."
Steve couldn't help but smile and follow the god to a space across from Natasha and Clint. Bruce, feeling sorry, pulled Tony into his fort.
"I don't need your help," Tony refused loudly.
Bruce chuckled, "Just fix that wall, would you?"
"I'm not doing your dirty work."
"You want to go back out there?" Bruce gestured to the four others who were currently preparing for battle.
Tony sighed, "Fine. But I know you're just doing this so you can be on the winning team."
"Speaking of winning…" Bruce stuck his head out of the fort, "Hey, guys! How about we raise the stakes?"
Natasha upturned an eyebrow and smirked, "I like the sound of this. Winner gets whatever they want?"
Tony popped up, "Within reason, though," knowing that he would be the one to pay, if he did lose.
Natasha sighed, "Fine."
"I do not see the motivation in this agreement," Thor spoke, "I have already punched Tony in the face."
Everyone eyed the god for a moment before realizing it was a joke which made them laugh even harder. Steve grimaced a bit, not being one for violence.
The snowball fight started out with heavy offense and Thor and Steve seemed to be winning with their strong throws. But the action soon died down, as more accurate throws would cause knock-outs and therefore the win.
From the top of his tree, Clint threw a precise shot at Bruce's back causing him to go down. Natasha whooped in victory.
Bruce grunted into the snow and remained laying there. Tony instantly forgot about the game and leaned close to his friend. The others continued to fight.
"You alright, Bruce?" Tony asked with worry, grabbing at the other man's shoulder.
When there was no answer, Tony got upset and lifted Bruce up. The last thing Tony thought he would see was Bruce laughing.
"What the hell are you laughing about?" Tony defended and sat back against the snow fort's wall.
Bruce crawled up to the other, "You're too cute."
Before Tony could reply Bruce kissed him. They pulled apart and gazed into each other's eyes.
"Wha…" Tony said breathlessly.
The moment was interrupted by the thud of a snowball on the fort's wall.
"Come on, Tony!" Natasha jeered, "You scared that you don't have the Hulk anymore?"
Bruce chuckled, playfully but suddenly stopped when Tony began to move.
"Go find a big stick," Tony grumbled as he took off his coat.
The other man was perplexed but grabbed a fallen branch from outside the fort. He turned to now see Tony shirtless and Bruce cocked his head in question. Tony didn't answer verbally as he took the stick and tied his white shirt to it. He then crouched up and stuck the makeshift flag on the top of the wall.
Without caring about the taunts of his teammates for surrendering, Tony jumped onto Bruce and shoved his tongue into the other's mouth. Bruce didn't protest.
Steve was unfortunately the first one to see the two making out and stood there in shock until he was assaulted with several snowballs. The captain fell to the ground as Clint yelled out, "One more to go!"
Thor picked up a large ball, "I will avenge you, Steve."
The captain shook his head and smiled at the seriousness in which Thor was taking the game. As the battle continued, Steve stayed lying on the ground and just stared up at the cloudy sky. He let his fingers slide through the snow around him. When fear started to pull at his brain, he simply turned to look at Thor and it vanished. Steve sighed and let his head turn the other way.
Unfortunately, this was not the smartest decision and his eyes widened at what he saw. Though a good deal of the fort walls covered what Steve never in a million years wanted to see, he still got an eye full of Tony and Bruce. They were now very obviously butt naked and they were against one another moving in jerking-like motions.
The captain looked away as quickly as possible, but the image was still fully ingrained into his mind.
"Eww…" he said quietly.
After moments of thought, Steve decided that it had not been disgusting or anything, just embarrassing to see something like that done so publicly. Before he could understand more about his thoughts, Thor moved to dodge snowballs and ended up lying half on top of the captain.
"Apologies," Thor spoke.
As the god got up, Steve abruptly realized his newly grown erection when Thor grazed it. The man let out an involuntary groan at the pressure. Thor stopped short and stared between Steve's legs for a second before looking back up at the man's face.
"Sorry!" Steve said covering the bulge with his hands.
As if to make the situation even worse, there was a loud lustful moan a few yards away from Bruce. Thor averted his attention to it and comprehended what had caused the captain to become aroused.
"Shall we forfeit the game, too?" Thor asked with a heavy amount of suggestion.
As Thor leaned closer, Steve shot up to a sitting position, "I really don't think we should…"
The god seemed disappointed, but did not try and force the situation into his favor. He instead sat up and waved his hand, "We yield."
Clint jumped down from the tree and gave Natasha a high-five.
"Now time to plot our evil scheme," she grinned.
Clint smiled back. Then there was a pair of boisterous gasps from behind Tony and Bruce's fort. Thor and Steve stood and walked away from their clear view of the lovers.
"Those two can really go at it," Natasha thought aloud.
Steve twitched, "And don't forget the complete disregard of decorum they can accomplish."
Clint snickered, "When that feeling comes over you, you can't exactly stop, you know?"
Natasha gave him a knowing look.
After a minute of silence and then some shuffling, the pair of lovers came out from the fort clothed, looking a little breathless and satisfied.
"So," Tony announced, "Should we head back to Stark Tower?"
Before anyone could answer, the van which had dropped them off pulled into view.
Bruce, standing there bashfully, was the first to start walking. With a limp, to everyone's amusement. Tony briskly followed after with a smug grin. Natasha and Clint started to whisper wickedly with one another as they headed over.
Steve frowned, "I wonder what they're planning for the winning prize."
Thor sighed and wrapped his arms around his boyfriend, "They are not going to cause you difficulty, love."
"I hope so…"
Author's Notes: I have no idea what Natasha and Clint should do D: Please help with ideas otherwise the next chapter will take a while.