A Drink and a Sketch (Avengers Steve x Tony)

Chapter 5: A Bit Of Shrinkage

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Tony's P.O.V.

"your last hint until the end of time will be....the guy that I like, I drew a picture of his drunk-singing in my sketchbook." I open my mouth to say something but Steve just walks away. I smile slightly before walking to the lab. When I get there it's just Bruce staring at a hologram. "Have you seen Steve?" He doesn't look up from it and just squints, "I don't know where he went. But he seemed to be avoiding someone." I slide into a chair next to him and stare at the screen, "what's this?" I skip the writing for a few moments, "I found a chip in Bucky's arm that seems to be able to control his actions at times through a foreign device. I'm tracking its location as we speak." I nod and stand up from my chair, "well good luck with that." He glares at me and I roll my eyes, "well I'm going to look for him." He raises an eyebrow before waving me off like it's nothing.

I roll my eyes at him again before walking out in search of Steve.

After spending a good hour checking all the training rooms I decided that he's probably at his apartment. I wonder why he never moved into the tower? Everyone else did, even Thor who's barely around. I started making my way back to the garage when Pietro runs past me, followed a few minutes later by a panting and exhausted Steve. He makes eye contact with me for a few seconds before running down the hall after Pietro. That's a bit odd, I've never seen him this exhausted before. I shrug it off and continue making my way to the garage.

I drive back to the tower and fall back on the couch feeling slightly exhausted. How to pass the time? I grab a glass of scotch and head down to my lab to try and clear my head.

Steve's P.O.V.

Oh crap oh crap oh crap! CRAP! I went back to my apartment because I felt tired and took a nap. WHEN I WOKE UP I WAS SHORT AND THIN AGAIN! I looked in the mirror a few times and I thought it was a dream so I even pinched myself a few times just to make sure. How could this happen? I started pacing around and looked down at the outfit I was wearing. It's just a pair of grey sweats and a blue muscle shirt but now it was a lot bigger on me and I was struggling to keep the pants up. I grabbed my phone before sitting down and held it in my shaking hands. What should I do? I could call Tony....wait I can't call him! Dang it I'm acting like a teenage girl, I just need some help..I closed my eyes and took a deep breath before calling Tony's number. After a few rings he answers, "what do you want? I'm busy so it better be good." I gulp and look down at my appearance, "well I-I really need your help." He sighs, "with what?" "Well I don't really know how to describe it but I really need your help." He sighs again, "fine, I'll be there shortly." He hangs up and I sit down, "what's happening to me?"

Narrator's P.O.V.

Tony quickly drove up to Steve's apartment after he got the call. After diligently dodging traffic he finally reached the apartment complex. Steve on the other hand wasn't exactly what you could call calm, or mellow, or even chill. He was freaking out until there was a knock at the door. Then he calmed down enough to answer it. But he tripped over his sagging pants and hit the floor. Hard. Tony started getting worried as a few minutes ticked by and the door didn't open, and we got a bit nervous and jiggled the door knob. He finally got it open only to find a short boy with blond hair that looked like Steve on the floor having a coughing fit. Tony kneels down next to him and sits Steve up. "What happened to you?" Steve blinks up at him and shrugs before having another coughing fit. "It's going to be alright Steve. It's going to be alright." Without thinking, Tony kisses Steve's forehead and pulls him close. "Wait.." Tony stands Steve up and noticed he was a good few inches taller than him now, "now I'm taller than you!" Steve smiles up at him a little before stumbling slightly, "you're really weak, let me help you." Tony carries Steve to the couch and sets him down. "Do you know what happened?" Steve shakes his head and sits up. He starts coughing into his hand and coughs a little bit of blood into his hand. "I'm going to take you to the hospital or something, you don't look so good." Steve nods and stands up before falling onto Tony, who was standing in front of him. "S-sorry." He says weakly while pushing himself off of Tony, "it's alright. I don't want you to get hurt." Steve nods and the two walk to Tony's car parked out front.