#dorks!

The knock at the door has him hurrying out of his minuscule bathroom, heart beating fast in his chest, and belly filled with anticipation. He skids on socked feet the last few feet to the door and undoes his locks hastily, fumbling the last one for a moment, and then he’s wrenching the door open and grinning hugely up at Steve and Tony. They all stand there smiling at each other for a minute before Tony steps forward and nudges him back into his apartment before sliding a hand around the nape of his neck and tilting his head up for a kiss that’s slow and sweet and tender and everything he adores about Tony.