I'll do whatever to make you happy (Stony)

Chapter Eight: Mission Gone Wrong

A/N: If anybody is there, and reading this, I just want you to know I appreciate you and thank you for reading this. You are awesome!

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"No, no, and I sincerely mean no. You are not going on another mission without me. I forbid it." Tony argued. It has been a month so far and things have been going relatively smooth for the time being. Tony and Steve have been spending every second of the day getting to know more about each other, going out on dinner dates, spending some quality alone time in their bedroom, and even going outside for some walks in the park, and whatever other activities they choose to do in the busy streets of Manhattan. And now, Steve was down here in his lab, telling him that Fury is sending him and the super spy twins out on another mission, without him.

"Tony-"

"No, Steve," Tony cut him off, getting off his stool and walking close to him, "I don't want you going on this mission without me. I mean, what if something happens, huh? I can provide intel, backup, I can have JARVIS give you the in's and out's of the place, I can even-"

"Tony," Steve cut him off.

"What?"

"It's nice to know you're worried about me," he pulled the genius close to him, kissing his forehead, "but I promise that I will return to you safe and sound."

"I wanna help you..." He gripped the soldiers shirt tight within his fist, knuckles turning white, face pressed against his chest. It was hard for Tony not to worry about him, considering how close they are. It was annoying how S.H.I.E.L.D. just decides when it's a good time to send their agents out on the field; but that's the thing, really, Steve isn't an agent, and just because S.H.I.E.L.D. was the one who thawed him out of the ice, doesn't mean that he belongs to them. Steve isn't property, he's a human being who should have a say in what he can and cannot do. However, he can't really get all riled up because of this, because if there's even a chance for Steve to protect anybody, even if he disagrees with the things Fury and the organization of assholes do, he'd still go to protect everyone he can.

"I know you do, but I'm sorry." Another kiss was placed on Tony's forehead, the soldier's hand running up and down his back, calming his rampant bundle of nerves seated deep within him. "However," he said with a smirk on his face, "knowing you, you'd find a way to help, and I trust you to figure that out."

"You know me so well."

"Of course I do. Now, how about a kiss before I go. Nat's not gonna wait for long." Tony rolled his eyes, chuckling to himself a bit. He retracted his head from the soldier's chest, standing on the tips of his toes to place a small, but sweet kiss on Steve's lips. When they pulled back, Tony could still feel the lingering touch of Steve's lips against him, causing him to smile.

"I'll be back, and maybe we can have some fun, if you know what I mean." Steve winked at Tony, making the brunette blush a little.

"My oh my, I think I've corrupted Captain America. Fury's gonna be pissed when he hears about this." The two shared a chuckle, their arms wrapping around each other, pulling the other in for a hug. "Go kick some Hydra ass for me, my sexy Captain."

"Your wish is my command, my handsome genius." Steve back pedalled slowly away from Tony, not taking his eyes off of him until he got closer to the door. Tony sighed as he saw the door close, Steve's form disappearing behind it. He turned around and sat on his stool once more, staring into the empty space.

"JARVIS." He said.

"Yes, sir?"

"Can you hack into S.H.I.E.L.D. and get me the reports on this mission?" He asked