Light of my Life (STONY)

cLiNt OwEs Me TwEnTy BuCkS

Steve's POV

"I'll put these away-" He was stood next to me and was about to clean up, so I stood up behind him and grabbed everything first. "Steve, what are you doing."

"Cleaning up," I replied shortly. I grabbed any plates, cups and cutlery I could find and smiled at Tony as he frowned at me.

"I was gonna do that-"

"You cooked, I'll clean, it's fine. And honestly, there's not much to do other than put it all in the dishwasher, so..."

"Fuck you, Steve." I turned and grinned, and to confuse him, I said

"Go ahead." I then walked out with no further comments.

After putting everything in the dishwasher, Nat came over to me and put her arm on the counter so I couldn't leave.

"Do you like Tony?"

"What?"

"He told me what you said, he's worried and confused."

"No, I was kidding," I laughed.

"You sure?"

"Of course I'm sure."

"Okay, because we all know you're most definitely not straight." I frowned and laughed.

"What? Why do you-"

"Steve. C'mon." I looked around to see if anyone was nearby and dropped my voice.

"I don't know, okay? But I knew enough to say with confidence to say I'm not into Ton-"

"What're you two whispering about?" I turned around to see Tony stood in the doorway, and realised, to my horror, Nat was right.

"We- uh... nothing." Crap. I most definitely faltered. At this, I knew she knew everything

"Okay, idiot," he replied, walking out. Nat leaned over to me towards my ear.

"Clint owes me 20 bucks." I looked down at Nat and sighed.

"Oh I hate you."

"You're not the only one, 'idiot'." She walked out, and I placed my elbows on the counter and put my face in my hands.

"Kill me now," I murmured.

"You can't say stuff like that out loud, people'll start to worry - me first."

"Please tell me you know I was joking."

"Cap, you need to relax a little. But, it was slightly unclear." I shook my head.

"How's the suit going."

"Maybe don't mention it in the open? JARVIS has voice recording devices in most rooms, so... if you wanna keep something off the books then don't mention it in here." I felt my stomach drop - everything was going wrong for me today. I'm going to kill Natasha Romanoff. "Let's talk in the lab, I wanna show you something." I nodded and we went downstairs into the lab. He gestured toward what looked like a garage and it opened to reveal 3 Iron Man suits. All were red and gold, with various weaponry.

"You've been busy."

"The one in the centre is Mark 50 - best one yet, and still improving. Better repulsers, upgraded flying gear, better communication systems... oh, and extremely high-tech, I'm honestly not concerned if someone tries to break in anymore. We have so many people downstairs and everyones equipped with guns and we have these guys who can control themselves. I... I blew up all of my old suits after the whole Pepper thing, trying to start again, you know?" I nodded.