Deity

Fireflies

Tony sighed tiredly, fielding yet another call from SHIELD. He was not willing to let them come in and talk to Steve or Bucky. He knew Fury was dying to get his hands on Captain America and the original Winter Soldier.

"Rough day?" Kayla had come into his workshop, carrying a cup of coffee for him along with a plate of pancakes. She set both down and tugged Tony to lean against her, the genius' head against her belly as she stood behind him.

"You could say that." Tony agreed, sipping the coffee and started to eat his pancakes. He moaned softly at the delicious taste, pressing his head more back against the woman behind you. "I have a question."

"I might have an answer." Kayla teased, stroking Tony's hair while he ate. She was trying to help him relax. It was their presence causing issues for him. Her fingers carefully moved through his curls, separating them from each other.

"How old do you think you look?" Tony wanted to make sure she had the proper paperwork if necessary. Granted he wasn't really in the forgery business but still. He would find a way to get papers.

"About 24." Kayla shrugged slightly. "It's just the general age I go with if asked."

"Okay. I can go with that. I'm gonna have some papers made for you." Tony told her, finishing his pancakes and downing his coffee. The food and caffeine had been a blessing to his system.

"Thank you, Tony." Her fingers started to work out the knots in his shoulders and neck. He groaned quietly, feeling his tension flowing out. Tony slumped slightly, relaxing and sighing.

"Where are Cap and Buckaroo?" Tony straightened so he could look at her. He did mourn the loss of the magic fingers rubbing his troubles away.

"Arguing over who gets to be player one." Kayla snickered. "They're playing Mario Kart honestly."

"They avoid the war games?" Tony was curious as he stood up, flicking his fingers to save his work before following her to his living room. His curiosity was insatiable.

"Yeah. They avoid most war things. It makes them uncomfortable." Kayla explained, watching Bucky zoom past Steve on the screen. "Fireworks are a no too."

"Yeah... Me either." Tony agreed, sitting in a comfortable chair. He watched her make her way to him and automatically opened his arms, the deity sitting in his lap.

"I'm not keen on getting hit." Kayla snickered, watching how the two other men occasionally flailed. They were shoving against each other's shoulders.

The scene was very domestic, the two in the chair cuddling and drinking coffee while the other two played the games. Occasionally Kayla would have to interject and play referee but it was blissful for the most part. Until Bucky threw the red shell and took Steve out completely.