Life's a bitch {stony}

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Everything was fine ,it just happened so fast,so sudden.It let everyone shocked.Luckily Peter Stark-Rogers and Morgan Stark-Rogers (who were now 9 and 6)were at school.

it was around three P.M. in the afternoon Tony was definitely not there ,since he was going to be at Malibu for the past week and a half.

Tony already had been gone for around five days,just after Steve and Natasha came back after a month-long- mission of SHIELD .That they normally went on a monthly basis,of course not much since Stve liked more staying at home with his handsome-brunette husband and two loving son and daughter.But of course Tony was gone this week.

When they arrived they saw Clint who was normally alway with an stupid and cheeky smile plastered on his face,unless of that they saw a very serious Clint putting up with a puzzle along with Thor who was with hammer in hand ,as if in any time now someone would tell earth was in trouble again he will call Heimdall to transport him and go crashing trough the ceiling again,when they all new didn't do that anymore since last time he had Tony's best friend Pepper fucking Pots bussiness woman scold him about it for makinf 'Tony more busy than he already is ,when she needs him to use that time either in pasiing time with his children or working tan having to fix a roof'.

Anyway,since they were so tired they (Natasha and Steve) decided to first go to their assignated rooms in which Steve obviously shared with his husband.

After they showered shanged of clothes any clothes that wasn't spy ,work or agents clothes.

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(first lines; Sam Wilson is jogging around Washington, D.C. when Steve quickly catches up to him and runs past him.)

Steve Rogers: On your left.

(as Sam continues to jog Steve comes around again quickly after doing another lap.)

Steve Rogers: On your left.

Sam Wilson: Uh-huh, on my left. Got it.

(as Sam is still jogging Steve comes around again from behind him from another lap.)

Sam Wilson: Don't say it! Don't you say it!

Steve Rogers: On your left!

Sam Wilson: Come on!

(Sam gets angry and tries to catch up to him but only after a few seconds he's unable to carry on and stops to rest.)

(as Sam is resting catching his breath sitting by a tree Steve walks over to him.)

Steve Rogers: Need a medic?

(Sam laughs.)

Sam Wilson: I need a new set of lungs. Dude, you just ran like 13 miles in 30 minutes.