Just kind of bear with me with the format. I just thought it'd be nice seeing how both of them felt about it. Chapter 3 may be coming soon. We'll see ;)
From that night on, things changed between Steve and Tony.
Tony was more open with Steve about his father and what happened in the cave when he was kidnapped. Things he had kept in for so long. Things he couldn't even tell Pepper. But after that night, Tony saw how much Steve trusted him and knew he could do the same in return.
But there was something else he just couldn't shale from his mind. That night. The night he put his arms around Steve and pulled him as close as he could. What was he thinking? He had thought about it before but never was going to act upon them. He was in the moment and wasn't thinking. But Steve needed comfort, and that's what he was doing. That's all he was doing. Wasn't it? At this point the line between comforting and something he wasn't quite sure about was starting to blur.
Maybe he just needed reassurance. He needed to know what Steve felt that night. If he didn't feel anything, he would just let it go and pretend it never happened. But if he did feel something, then what? He'll find that out once he gets an answer.
As he took the short walk from him room to Steve's, he played a million scenarios in his head. What he was going to say, how Steve was going to respond to it, what would happen after. Not a single one of them ended well. But he didn't care. He had to know.
Steve enjoyed hearing stories about Tony's past. The man who used sarcasm and snappy comebacks whenever anyone tried to get close to him was finally opening up. And to him of all people. That's the part he loved. The fact that Tony would find comfort in telling him everything made him feel like he belonged. No longer did he feel like just the super soldier or the living legend. He was Tony's friend. Maybe even more than that.
He thought back to that night. The feeling of Tony's arms around him. Was what he felt only in his head? Did Tony feel it too? If he did, what does this mean for him? He wanted answers but was too scared to confront him.
Thinking about that made him laugh. He could fight Nazis, release hundreds of POWs by himself, and fly a plane into the Antarctic to save America but he couldn't confront Tony. Probably because If Tony didn't feel the same, who knows what he would think of Steve after. Was that something he was willing to risk? He wanted answers but he wasn't sure if he wanted them that badly.
Before he knew it he was exactly where he was a few nights ago. Standing in the doorway staring at that blond head of hair watching the city. He looked so peaceful. Tony felt like he could stand there and watch him for hours. He wished he could. But he had other matters he had to take care of first.
He knocked on the door frame, startling Steve. When he turned around he had this look of shock, fear, and confusion all wrapped into one.
"Can I come in?" Tony asked, already taking a slow step towards him.
"Ya, sure," Steve replied, still turned towards Tony.
As Tony walked towards Steve, he started to regret his decision. Maybe he could change his mind now and leave before it was too late. But he knew it already was as he sat on the end opposite of where Steve was sitting.
"So what do you want?" Steve asked in a tone that was more curious than harsh.
As soon as he asked that question every scenario Tony had planned in his disappeared. He couldn't think of anything.
Guess I'll just wing it, he thought to himself.
"I want to talk about what happened a few days ago."