.com prompt #123: I needed a drink of water after my shower and I forgot that I opened the blinds to my balcony and you just saw me walk into my kitchen naked.

So I changed this one a little and made it less of an 'I forgot' moment and more of a 'I didn't think anyone could see me' moment. Because if you live alone then why shouldn't you be able to walk around naked in your own apartment. (Which I don't because I don't live alone;) It's kinda short, but cute so yay! Enjoy :)

Tony was settling into his new apartment nicely. It was cozy, two bedrooms so Rhodey or Pepper could stay the night whenever they were in town. It was a modern loft style with a decent kitchen and a great view.

And by great view, he meant great view of the guy next door.

Because holy amaze-balls, that guy was like the Statue of David, muscles in all the right places, face like an angel, and the brightest blue eyes he'd ever seen on anyone. He also happened to have a really huge… yeah.

And it wasn't Tony's fault that he knew that, it's not like he was stalking the guy. But the man lived in the apartment across the street from him and Tony hadn't really gotten around to buying any drapes yet. His neighbor had, but apparently didn't feel the need to use them, because they were always open, leaving the perfect view of him walking around stark-ass naked in his kitchen at random times every other day. Not that Tony was complaining or anything, but if he ever had to meet the guy, he didn't think a good conversation started would be, "Hey, I'm Tony, I like your kitchen, nice dick."

Yeah, that probably wouldn't go over well.

But, opportunity arose in the form of a huge ass fire in the apartment building to the left of him, causing an immediate evacuation of the buildings in the surrounding areas. He had simply been standing there on the road, surrounded by fire trucks and police cars, waiting for his building to be checked and cleared so he could go in and fucking go back to sleep.

At… seven o'clock in the morning. Oh well. Irrelevant.

"What in the world happened here?"

"Well, running rumor right now is that some chick put muffins in the oven and forgot about them when she went to go fuck her husband," Tony smirked.

Silence.

"I could not make this up, I swear," Tony turned to look at the man next to him and saw that it was none other than the naked Greek god himself, except this time he was (unfortunately) fully clothed in running gear and drenched in sweat.

He had an adorable bemused expression, and Tony could see dimples forming when he smiled, matching the dimples that he had on his-

"I'll never understand some people," naked guy said. He held out his hand. "Steve Rogers, nice to meet you."

"Tony Stark," Tony smiled back. "I just moved into the apartment on the third floor of that building."

Steve's smile faltered a bit, but he kept up a good face like a trooper. "Really? That apartment? I thought they had decided to turn that floor into storage? Termites or something."

Tony struggled not to laugh, "No, no, they took care of that, got it sprayed and everything. So where do you live around here?"

"Oh, um…" he looked up and pointed to the apartment with the balcony on the third floor of the apartment across the street from Tony's. "That one right there."

"Nice," Tony smirked. "Balcony and everything. You got the double door thing going for you?"

"Y-yeah. It's pretty nice. They're pretty big."

Yeah they are, Tony thought before he could help it. They stood awkwardly for a moment before Steve decided to try and break the tension.

"So, how do you like living there? I heard those apartments are pretty nice. High end."

Tony turned when he heard the firemen call that his building was clean and it was safe to return. He started walking back inside before turning back to Steve.

"Yeah," Tony said with a wink. "It's got a pretty fantastic view."

He could hear Steve sputtering behind him as he walked back inside.

And the next morning when he went to make coffee before work, Steve's blinds were firmly closed.