Tony walked in through the door of their house, his ears invaded by the sounds of some ridiculous music he was sure his dad had listened to. It took him a moment before he realized who would have listened to this kind of music.
"Steeeve."
"In the kitchen," a voice called out. Tony wasn't quite surprised to see Steve in an apron (that said 'Kiss the Cap'—a Christmas gift from Tony a year ago) cutting up potatoes at the counter—it had become a common sight since he had taken the name of Stark-Rogers. When Steve heard him come through the door, he looked up with a smile before turning back to his work. "Welcome home."
Song: My Cassette Player by Lena
A/N: How did this turn from me wanting to discuss Steve's horrible choice in music to superhusbands domestic-ness? I have no idea. It took me a whole song to come up with… nothing.
Except a challenge to do ACTUAL superhusbands stuff. And superfamily.