𝑩𝒆𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒈𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒔 - STONY

22

Tony finally got to a point in his current project where he felt it was somewhat okay to take a break. He told Friday to save the process and then turned the holograms off.

He got up and stretched as if just waking up. When he turned around he found Steve was asleep on the couch. Sure the couch was big and comfortable but Tony thought Steve should sleep on the bed rather than sleep on the workshop couch. The workshop couch was for lying down and putting your legs in weird yet comfortable positions, not sleeping.

"Baby, wake up" Tony said, nudging Steve's shoulder. Steve mumbled something incoherent and Tony smiled finding it adorable. "You shouldn't sleep on the couch when you have a bed, my love" Tony smiled.

"Mm" Steve nodded dismissively.

"C'monnn" Tony pulled at his hand. When he saw Steve wouldn't budge he just crawled over him and huddled up to his side in the little space that was between Steve and the back rest of the couch. Steve instinctively wrapped his arms around Tony and pulled him closer. "I suppose we can take a little break" Tony sighed contently.

"That's what you said an hour ago and you thought of another idea and went straight back to work" Steve pointed out.

"Whatever. You're lucky I don't snore, Rogers" Tony stuffed his face in Steve's neck.

Just like that they drifted off into pure bliss. Even if it wasn't said out loud, Tony decided to mostly forget the past. He knew they both loved and wanted each other too much to have it keep them apart. Tony knew beforehand that if they were gonna be together again, they needed to start on a clean slate, otherwise the truths were too much.

He'd rather be with the love of his life than hate him. And Steve wasn't a man you hate if you could help it. Tony chose love.

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After a few hours, around 4am, Steve stirred awake once feeling something...wet on his face. He decided to ignore it at first and try to drift off to sleep again. But then a flash happened and a camera noise was made. Steve opened his eyes and found Tony had struck a silly pose, taking a selfie with the sleeping super soldier.

"Oh, god. You drew on my face with marker again, didn't you?" Steve groaned.

"Hell yes I did" Tony nodded and laughed.

"Mother Mary..." Steve sighed, getting up and going to the washroom in the workshop. He opened the lights and his jaw dropped wide open the minute he saw his reflection. "Tony" he said reprimandingly.

Tony had drawn a big fat eye on Steve's forehead, gave him a unibrow, a very ugly twisting mustache, wrote 'TONY STARK' on one cheek, and 'America's Ass' on the other."What? I think it looks wonderful, very sexy" Tony joked.

Steve shook his head in fake annoyance. He wet his hands and tried to wipe the ink off his face. But there was a problem. "Uh, Tony? This is not coming off..." Steve rubbed harder.

"Right, I probably shouldn't have used permanent marker. My bad" Tony scratched his head.

"You-" Steve cut himself off, speechless.

But everything was okay because Nat ended up lending her makeup wipes. Tony sat Steve down on the couch and began wiping the markings off. He cupped Steve's face softly and made sure to be gentle when wiping Steve's beautiful face.

The entire time Steve was pouting, and Tony's heart was going to burst out of his chest. "Aww, I'm sorry" he giggled, leaning in and kissing both Steve's cheeks endearingly.

"I just thought I'd be woken up a little differently," Steve shrugged.

"Differently?" Tony asked, wiping the last bit of marker off.

"Like this," Steve held Tony's waist and pulled him onto his lap. Tony complied and shifted happily. Steve leaned in and kissed Tony. It was sweet and warm, and everything Tony wanted to wake up to as well.

"I'm pretty sure I can make that happen" Tony smiled into the kiss. "No promises that you won't wake up to a prank sometimes though," he pulled back for a second.

"Alright, alright. Just let me kiss you some more," Steve impatiently went back to kissing him. He didn't leave it at that, he put his hands under Tony's thighs and picked him up. One thing led to another and one minute they were in the elevator, and the next they were in Steve's room.

Steve deposited Tony onto the bed and then took his shirt off. Tony took his shirt off too and immediately stretched his arms out to wrap them around Steve's neck and pull him in for another heated kiss. Steve's hands were exploring Tony's bare skin while Tony's fingers travelled up into Steve's hair.

Tony shifted and made them roll over so Tony was straddling Steve. He shifted back a little and hooked his fingers onto the hem of Steve's boxers and sweatpants. But just as he was about to pull down, Friday piped up.

"Boss, an agent from SHIELD is waiting for you and Captain Rogers downstairs. Everyone else is waiting as well" she told them.

"Let's go" Steve got off the bed and stood up to put his shirt back on.

"Uh, hello?"

"What?"

"You're really gonna tell me you're choosing an agent over me going down on you?" Tony raised a brow.

"It seems important, baby. Otherwise you know I would never turn that down" Steve chuckled. "C'mon, put your shirt back on and let's go downstairs"

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It turns out, the government secretly notified SHIELD that they would push the Rogues' case under the bed for now if they could manage to pass some sort of...behaviour course. Tony and Natasha were told they had to go with them. They were basically somewhat going back to school.

The government had gotten an abandoned spy training institute ready for the rogues to move into for a week. They'd be given guidelines on how to act, they'd attend a class everyday that lasted two hours, and in the end, they'd be separately interviewed by a government official with a fake scenario. And if everyone passed, they could walk freely on the streets again.

Steve had packed his bags pretty quick since the few simple shirts he had went with every pair of jeans he had. Now he was in Tony's room in case he needed help.

"So you're here in case I need help, what, reaching for the top shelf?" Tony crossed his arms.

"...maybe?" Steve shrugged. He knew what was coming and he said that on purpose for it.

Tony chuckled a pillow at Steve's face. Steve dodged it and in return he grabbed Tony's waist and pulled him onto the bed. Of course this turned into a play fighting match for them.

Most people wouldn't even think twice about play fighting with Steve because of his strength. But as strong as Steve was, Tony was equally energetic. If anything, once he saw he couldn't get out of Steve's grip he'd start flailing around, and that would make Steve laugh which would help Tony escape.

The room was filled with sounds of them brawling and giggling. Tony wrapped his legs around Steve and put him in a headlock. "Surrender!" Tony exclaimed.

"Fine, fine, I forfeit" Steve laughed. Tony nodded and let him go. Now Steve was hovering over Tony. "God, what am I gonna do with you" he smiled fondly, looking over Tony's face and admiring every bit of it.

"Kiss me" Tony cupped Steve's face. Steve leaned down and did exactly that.

A/N:

BAM fluff attack💕. Sorry the chapter was a little short, it's sort of a filler before the next one