Tony peered out the window out looking the New York buildings. He sighed when he realized what he was thinking about -no- /who/ he was thinking about. Those familiar sea blue, sparkling eyes came into his thought. The golden blonde hair that matched the eyes appeared as well. A well-built, super strong, and tanned body topped the vision off. Tony didn't realize who that man he'd been daydreaming for weeks was until that very moment, that vey sigh. Steve.