summary: an au where tony found steve in the ice in 2005 and steve lives with him and they fall in love now, 4 years later steve has his first shield mission for a few days and tony is overprotective.
warnings: fluff, threats, insulting
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4 years ago
Steve opened his eyes.
What had happened? He remembered a plane. A crash. And then sudden coldness.
He gasped and sat up real quickly. His head stung and he held onto his head.
When he looked around him he saw that he sat in a room, with modern white furniture.
Suddenly a guy walked in.
A- unbelievably attractive guy.
Slightly short, fluffy hair, well built and a goatee.
Steve gasped.
The guy's eyes widened.
"Oh- oh my god.. you're awake!"The guy gasped and sat down beside the bed he was on.
"Are you okay?"he asked in a soft voice.
"Am i dead?"
The brunette chuckled.
"No cappykins you're all good. It took some time to fish you out of the ocean though"
Steve gulped.
"What do you mean?"
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[now]
Steve laid in Tony's arms with his back to Tony's chest as the younger one switched through the channels.
The sun was shining through the window of the big mansion, looking kind of golden.
As usually in Malibu, it was really hot so Tony wore a shirt and short pants, just as Steve who was cuddled into him.
Suddenly the blonde felt a kiss on his head and smiled a little.
He leaned more up so his forehead was against Tony's neck.
"Someone called today and I picked up. Nick Fury or something. He said he'd come to visit"Steve mumbled.
Tony frowned. He knew Fury wanted to recruit his boyfriend.
"It's okay baby don't worry"he said as he placed another kiss on Steve's head.
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Steve had said yes. Of course Steve would say yes to Fury's recruitment. Today was his first mission. He'd be gone for a few days.
One day before this would start Tony had Fury at the mansion.
Steve wasn't looking so Tony shaved Fury into a room and shut it.
"You! Listen."
Fury rolled his eyes.
The two of them never got alone well. "Here are some ground rules"
"Stark what-"
"Shush. So. He gets somewhere good to sleep. When he wakes up being cold, he panics. You won't ask him to fly a quinjet. He has a trauma from back then about flying. You let him call me.
And if you let anything happen to him I will make sure the eye you still have will lie next to that apple over there as decoration"Tony warned and pointed to a small fruit bowl standing on a table.
Fury rolled his eyes.
"Stark. He's not made of glass"
"I know. And that's why you guys think you can do whatever you want with him."Tony called out with a sigh.
When Fury stood up to leave the room he patted Tony's shoulder.
"We'll take care of him."he said, as emotionless as usual and walked away.
Tony sighed and pulled out the small velvet box.
Suddenly the door behind him open and he quickly hid the box in his pocket.
"What we're you talking to him?"Steve, who peaked his head through the door, asked shyly.
"Nothing it's all good baby"he smiled and walked towards Steve as he warped his arms around his neck and pecked his lips.
