#aceofstarks

The past year for Steve had been absolute hell. After Tonys funeral, he stepped down as Captain America and passed on the role to Sam. After losing Tony, he lost the will to carry on. What made things more difficult was having to explain to their daughter that Tony was not coming back. After that she had constant nightmares, he lost track of how many times he ran into her room while she cried for her other daddy and that made him want to break down as well but he couldn’t. He had to be strong for Morgans sake. Steve had his fair share of moments but usually that was when he was alone. Pepper and Happy were wonderful, for the first 5 months they helped him get on his feet so he wasn’t overwhelmed. 

A year had passed and Steve seemed to have gotten the single dad thing down. Happy and Pepper stopped by periodically to visit them both but he would not pawn her off onto them anymore. Life is too short and he wanted to make sure he kept Morgan happy. 

It was early afternoon and Steve had just finished tidying up when he heard a knock on the door. It was probably one of his friends visiting before Morgan came back from school. 

Opening the door, he immediately froze when he saw who was on the other size. There was no way this was possible, he had to be seeing things.

Bruce was sat in the lab, just doing small amateur experiments to pass time. He felt like such an outsider compared to the rest of the team and it was obvious Rogers was a bit weary about him. He didn’t blame him, if he were to turn green right now everyone would be in trouble. Everyone seemed to be hanging out at the lounge and getting to know each other, except for him. It was safer if he kept his distance. As soon as the mission was over with, he would escape and go back into hiding again. The world did not need another Hulk breakout. 

Barton had asked if he was going to join and he lied and said he was tired and going to bed. Pushing people away was easier than letting them in. It prevented everyone from getting hurt. 

Hearing the door open, he turned his head and saw Tony, smiling politely, he sat back and turned his direction to the other man.

The blonde bit his lip and nodded then stopped, tilting his head in confusion and frowning a little. He really wished things didn’t end. 

@aceofstarks

[TEXT]: if I was I would have been dead a long time ago

he heard tony say his name, lips quirking into a smile as he picked up the two mugs to carry them through to the bedroom. he put them down on the bedside table before climbing back in next to tony. “hey, sleepyhead.” he teased a little, reaching to stroke his hair back from his face. he knew not to expect too much last night but that didn't mean he hadn't loved it. it hadn't mattered. he had just wanted tony.