summary: steve is insecure
warnings: fluff and maybe angst
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What bothered Steve weren't his looks, don't get him wrong.
What bothered him was that without the serum people would act like he's air and NOW all of a sudden where he gets tall, muscles, perfect skin, he's everyone's type.
This thought had gone through his mind way too often. The others only like him because of his looks. Tony. Tony wouldn't know he existed if he was still that skinny small guy.
He looked at the mirror and saw the tiny little boy.
He shook his thoughts off and left to dinner.
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A film was playing as the avengers sat all around the room, watching. Steve was placed between Tony's legs, laying with his back against Tony's front.
The brunette whispered into his ear. "What's wrong hm?"
Steve frowned.
"You've been too quiet the whole day"he hummed leaning his head on top of his boyfriends'
Steve sighed deeply as he nuzzled back into Tony's neck.
"It's stupid"
Tony kissed his head.
"Something's bothering you so tell me baby"
Steve gulped. He already knew what Tony was gonna say. He was gonna say that he is gorgeous and that he doesn't have to worry and that he loves his personality and blah blah blah but no ones ever gonna know if that's true.
What if he was still that boy from brooklyn. Tony wouldn't take a minute to even talk to him.
Steve choked back a tear.
"I'm- I'm fine. Imma head to the bathroom real quick"he mumbled and left Tony's embrace.
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Tony slowly opened the bedroom door. He found Steve sitting on the bed, holding a small picture.
"That's not the bathroom"Tony said as Steve looked up and shrugged. Tony walked towards the bed. As he sat down he could see his picture from that angle. It was Steve himself about 70 years ago. Short and skinny.
"Give me that"Tony sighed and tried taking the small polaroid out of his hand but Steve shrugged away.
Tony grabbed it quicker and placed it on the bed as Steve looked at him with sad puppy eyes.
Tony gave him a smile and got up a little to kiss his head.
"Why do you.. why do you love me?"Steve suddenly asked, comepletly serious.
Tony sighed.
"Steve you're gorgeous. Just perfect-"
"yeah and that's the problem! That wouldn't be without the serum! You wouldn't love my real me-"
"Steve! Shut up! I'm not talking about your muscles or your height. I'm talking about your eyes, fuck they're so beautiful. I'm talking about the small freckle on your cheek bone, i love it it's so adorable. I'm talking about your smile whenever we juss or about that cute blush when I compliment you- yeah this one!"Tony chuckled.
"Sure the muscles are hot but you're perfect for me and you have always been! End of the conversation!"Tony groaned angrily and leaned back.
Steve gulped.
"Sorry"he mumbled.
Tony sighed.
"It's fine babes. Come here."
