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A Whole New World

Side Couples: Clint Barton/Phil Coulson, Nastasha Romanov/Pepper Potts, Thor/Jane Foster, slight Bruce Banner/Darcy Lewis

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A Whole New World  

Steve often found a lot of things to marvel about in the new world that he lived in now, the 21st century; something that made his old life back in the 40's appear almost backwards and narrow-minded. But he didn't mind that, everyday here was an adventure, whether it be something simple or something extravagant. He never saw much but war back in the 40's, everyday spend training on fields, and then later fighting. It was just nicer to live for something else now. 

For someone else. 

Everyday Steve would find something new, something that both surprises, scares and thrills him to his very soul. Everything from toasters that could toast shapes onto bread, phones that spoke to you, to Tony's Iron Man suit, everything from the busy streets of New York to the quiet, serene grass and rocks of central park. The world that he lived in was alive, alive without the sound of gunfire or another dying man; it was hard to imagine that this world was the one that he saw, the one that was torn apart by man, with blazing fires and the stench of death. Steve knew that the human race was strong, they could pick themselves off the ground and dust themselves down and carry on with life though he never believed it until now, looking around at the sheer amount of life that surrounded him in this bustling city. 

The world that he lived in now was so accepting, black man for president? That was a thing now, although Steve still remembers a time when people would spit and leer at black people, they were scum back when he was alive, not allowed to ride the same bus as them, let alone run a country, and Steve liked it better now.  

Another thing that he openly enjoyed and that his heart skipping beats in his chest was that people now accepting homosexuals rather than sinning them and sending them to prison like they used to back in the 40's, Steve knew that back then he would have married a girl, been a good husband, have a family, a house in the suburbs with a pet dog. He didn’t have to do that now, he didn’t need it now, and he didn’t want it now.

After all the moment that Steve had laid eyes on Tony Stark, he knew he was a goner.

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It was a lazy night in and the flashing light of the television was the only thing that illuminated the room. The whole team was present, beat after an operation this afternoon against alien goo and were sprawled across the sofas and floor of the Avengers Tower communal sitting room.

Steve wasn’t really that interested in the movie and let his eyes wander around the room, pausing over Bruce who was sprawled across one of the sofas, his eyes intently watching the screen. He was more relaxed then Steve ever remembered him, his eyes hooded with sleep but there were no longer purple bags under his eyes. He was healthy, better fed now than he ever had been, he looked younger, and acted younger now.  

Darcy was on the floor, by Bruce and his hand was on her shoulder and she was leaning into it. Surrounded by pillows she lounged in them, a smile playing over her red lip-sticked lips, she was equally entranced as Bruce in the movie.

Coulson-Phil Steve reminded himself- was on the armchair, curled up in the corner with one of his legs dangling and the other under himself. Pillows surround him and like Steve he wasn’t concentrating on the movie, he was concentrating on running his fingers through Clint’s dark blonde hair, pulling at the roots. Clint was leaning against the armchair and partly on Phil’s leg, his eyes distracted by the hand moving through his hair, he looked happy, relaxed and as Phil used the hand that he was drawing through Clint’s hair with to pull his head backwards and press a kiss to his lips, a wide smile crossed his face and Phil giggled at him. Clint adjusted himself so that the two of them could kiss easier, and they lovingly and languidly just gently exploring each other. It was when Phil’s hand made its way into Clint’s hair forcing him closer and deeper that Steve looked away.  

Thor too was stretched over the floor; his eyes wide as he watched the television with awe, the crashes and explosions making him jump every so often. Jane was curled up in his side, her eyes closed, with one hand under her head and the other on the arm that Thor had wrapped loosely around her waist. Steve was pretty sure that she was asleep but as she shifted and pressed a small kiss to his cheek he bit back his words. Immediately Thor’s attention shifted from the television to Jane’s face and it was written with happiness and awe that she was here in his arms, looking even tinier against his big bulk.

Looking away to the couch next to him, Natasha was blinking uninterestedly at the television. She was curled up against the arm of the couch whilst Pepper lay across the length of it with her head in Natasha’s lap. Whilst Natasha stared uninterestedly at the television, Peppers attention was filled up by linking Natasha’s hand with hers and staring at their entwined fingers before pressing kisses to the knuckles of her lovers hand. Natasha’s gaze shifted to Peppers and they looked at each other for a while before Steve looked away, swallowing hard felling like he was intruding on something personal and intimate.

Steve stretches like a cat, arching his back against the back of the couch and once again marvels at the sort of things that this new world contained like couches that could accommodate his large frame and height and the man that was pressed up into his stomach. He shifts a little more and smiles as Tony grumbles against him. He pressed a kiss to Tony’s unruly dark chocolate locks and mused to himself. This truly was the greatest thing about this new world, being able to hold his lover in his arms, surrounded by friends and family without being prosecuted and hated for who he was.

He shakes his head at Tony who moves to get up and pulls him impossibly closer and frowns at him. Tony twists around in his arms with a huff and goes to say something but Steve presses a finger against Tony’s chapped looking lips and stopped him, this time it was Tony’s turn to glare at him but as Steve replaced his finger with his lips Tony made a pleased chirp and kissed him back enthusiastically, easily opening Steve’s mouth and slipping his tongue in. Steve pulled back before the kiss could get to dirty and x-rated and smiles as Tony pouts at him. He presses a kiss to his forehead and nose before laughing at Tony’s scowl and then shifting his attention back to the television. With the warmth and body of  his lover wrapped up in his arms Steve couldn’t help but think that this was the best thing about this whole new world of his.   

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