"Tony! Look at this," an excited Steve called out to him, pointing down at the brightly-lit city below them in the ferris wheel. Yet as Steve looked out the window, Tony stared at Steve.
Steve looked like a little kid as he stared out the window, the excitement in his face lit by the thousands of lights of San Francisco. His bright blue eyes danced, his smile stretching from cheek to cheek. A small smile fell upon his own face as he watched Steve. The world saw him as Captain America, the hero who, just last week, saved them from yet another villainistic terror.
When Tony looked, he saw Steve—dorky and unsure about life, himself, and even this. Yet when Tony looked at Steve, for what felt like the first time in his life, he was sure about everything.
Song: Fireflies by Owl City
A/N: This song made me realize… Is I suck at writing fluff. Why must I only know angst!