Recruit

Chapter 14

Chapter 14

I go upstairs and change into my swimsuit. I jump in, followed by Baby. I play with her for a bit then she takes her place where it's shallow. The water is nice and cool on my skin. I do laps until eight and then shower.

Once I'm out of the shower I watch 'Snack Off' on MTV and set up my computers and IPad. I put the desktop on my desk and keep my laptop by my bed with my Ipad and phone. It's only nine, I decide to look up make up stuff, like Natasha said.

I find tons of stuff, mainly on YouTube. I watch tons of videos and decide I need to make a YouTube account, so I do and subscribe to tons of channels. Then I watch more make up tutorials, which leads to hair tutorials and then worst hair day videos then epic fails, after watching a tutorial on how to speak to cats, I notice it's midnight. I've been watching for three and a half hours. Sheesh, I need to go to sleep. Closing the laptop, I plug it in and roll over, next to Baby who's dried off since her little dip in the pool.

I fall asleep, warm and cozy with Baby. I dream vividly of Steve showing up at at Stark towers. It's dark out. Steve's drenched on sweat, probably from working out. He goes down a staircase, it leads down to Tonys workshop. The door automatically open, he walks in, Tonys in a light grey, grease stain tee and similarly stained jeans. His eyes are glazed over, I see a glass of scotch and assume that's why, but it looks like more. In his eyes he looks... mortified; but the rest of him looks like hell. Steve just goes and sits on a metal table, next to Tonys scotch, looking troubled.

"Tony?" Steve ask, breaking the long silence between them. Tony ignores him and continues to work.

"Tony." It's like Tony doesn't even hear Steve.

"TONY!" Steve finally yells, still not grabbing his attention.

Walking a few feet to Tony, Steve grabs him on his shoulder and shakes him.

"I've gotta make these better, more pressure suitable." Tony mumbles, a wild look in his eye.

"Three days, Tony, you've been awake for three days, you need to sleep." Steve asserts.

"Lokis still able to get out, I'll be ready this time." Tony shakes his head, weakly trying to shake Steve's grasp.

"No, you've gotta shower, eat and sleep." Steve pushes hair off his forehead, a little more than friendly but whatever.

Tony mumbles incoherently. Steve sighs and drops reasoning. He bends down and throws Tony over his shoulder, like a sack of potatoes, he carries him up three flights of stairs. I see Tony stop struggling feebly and just, fall asleep. Steve sets him on the bed, takes off his shoes. He goes to the bathroom and come back with a washcloth. He wipes Tonys face of as much grease as he can. He turns to leave, tossing the washcloth back I'm the bathroom, when Tony groans. Steve walks back to him.

"Stay." Tony whispers.

"Again?" Steve ask, again?

Tony just nods. Steve smiles slightly and takes off his shoes, and his dirty shirt until he's in just sweat pants. He crawls in the unmade bed next to Tony. Well, this just got a bit weirder. If it isn't enough Steve's there, he pulls Tony close to him. They mumble sleepily, things along the lines of 'you smell' and 'well you're just a daisy'.

They fall asleep and I wake up. To my alarms blaring. Well, that was hella weird. It was so clear, it's like it wasn't even a dream. Whatever I guess my mind just wants Tony and Steve to be a couple. But I can't shake the strange feeling it wasn't just a dream, so I call Steve.

"Hey! Poptart! Everything alright?" He asks.

"Ya it's fine." I sigh, rubbing my forehead then my face. What am I doing.